Is it the fact that your real name is gerald? Or that your own sister hates you?
Were you built to anger me? Or are you just enjoying me getting this mad?
Both really. You foolish boy
. Sexier.
. He slid his big hands up her abdomen and cupped her lovely breasts. And he knew that he wanted his hands on more than just her lower back
All he could think about is how much he wanted to hold her.
I pulled my hand away fast and slapped him across the face. I was relived that it was over but apparently it wasnt over
. as when I turned over in the middle of the night I found him fast asleep with his underwear around his ankles, cock in hand and somthing that looked a lot like cum lined up his chest, obviously he had jacked of in teh night and fallen asleep, I tryed to ignor it and the next morning nothing was said about it, although Tom was acting rather sheepish
Is it the fact that your real name is gerald? Or that your own sister hates you?
Were you built to anger me? Or are you just enjoying me getting this mad?
Both really. You foolish boy
. Sexier.
. He slid his big hands up her abdomen and cupped her lovely breasts. And he knew that he wanted his hands on more than just her lower back
All he could think about is how much he wanted to hold her.
I pulled my hand away fast and slapped him across the face. I was relived that it was over but apparently it wasnt over
. as when I turned over in the middle of the night I found him fast asleep with his underwear around his ankles, cock in hand and somthing that looked a lot like cum lined up his chest, obviously he had jacked of in teh night and fallen asleep, I tryed to ignor it and the next morning nothing was said about it, although Tom was acting rather sheepish
Is it the fact that your real name is gerald? Or that your own sister hates you?
Were you built to anger me? Or are you just enjoying me getting this mad?
Both really. You foolish boy
. Sexier.
. He slid his big hands up her abdomen and cupped her lovely breasts. And he knew that he wanted his hands on more than just her lower back
All he could think about is how much he wanted to hold her.
I pulled my hand away fast and slapped him across the face. I was relived that it was over but apparently it wasnt over
. as when I turned over in the middle of the night I found him fast asleep with his underwear around his ankles, cock in hand and somthing that looked a lot like cum lined up his chest, obviously he had jacked of in teh night and fallen asleep, I tryed to ignor it and the next morning nothing was said about it, although Tom was acting rather sheepish
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