twelve:20 am
I’ve just finished watching Action Brothers, rounding out the saddest Saturday evening a chick in her mid-20s could quite possibly Dwell out. I have a belly stuffed with Guzman Y Gomez, but I’m willing to give this my ideal shot. I pull down my ‘feeding on’ sweatpants with good optimism and peaceful enthusiasm. I haven’t mastied in two times to prepare. Ordinarily I’m a the moment a day Lady. Regular, I feel.
I’m pretty attractive (as I’m oddly attracted to John C. Reilly) so some standard run from the mill “My girlfriend rides me..” amateur porn did the trick conveniently.
Orgasm fulfillment: four/5.
Mode: My hand…