"Shaq, do you really want to sleep in my pussy?"He bobbed up and down. Could this critter answer questions? What an odd thought."Could you nod your he...ad if what I say is true. Does two plus two equal four?"Shaq just looked at her."Does three plus four equal five?"Shaq just stared, betraying nothing.Well, at least she didn't have a prince trapped in a mouse's body or anything. She smiled at the thought."Well, let's try," she said. "If you want to go up into my pussy, go ahead."The little fellow,. Thinking it might just be time for him to go outside. I got my robe and went and let Numchucks outside. The living room was a mess but not on fire. As I went outside to soak up the beautiful morning and inspect the exterior. ‘Your house catch on fire?’ A neighbor asked walking up from down the road. ‘Yep, last night.’ I replied, watching Chucks greet them as they turned into the driveway raising their hand and pointing, walking towards me. ‘No, your house…it’s on fire.’ I turned to see what he. He was told that his niece would be occupied for about four hours, and he went off to shop.While Sharon got her complete makeover, David didn't waste his time. He hit shop after shop, getting Sharon several complete wardrobes. He had never like shopping with his ex-wife, but found himself immensely enjoying himself on this trip. As he picked out each outfit, he tried to imagine how Sharon would look wearing it, and how much fun he would have taking each outfit off of her. Most of the clothing. No compliant-ness from zanex to deal with, no war hero ptsd complex mind freeing Opium. No Ego filling Machoism from the coke, no just a simple buzz from the vino. I needed a refill, toppled the bottle upside down and hoped she’d catch it. I now had a raging hard one as she walked towards me so I remained cross legged half pretending to get up as she got close. I would have probably done one of many things to her there and then on this small round Carrera marble looking coffee table if I was.