There was a surreal glow about him as he lay there, inviting me back into his heart. Xnxx.com As I continued to wash, I became more and more depressed. “What are YOU looking at?”
~~~Him~~~
“Dayum, I hate when she wears that outfit.” I thought as she padded into the kitchen. The glow turned out to only be the light from the television reflecting off of the wall behind him. As she stood there, looking tired and determined, with her breasts straining that wife beater, and nipples so large and tight, looking as if to break thru the fabric, I just couldn’t stand not touching her. I sat at the desk and opened my email account. I knew I was staring, GAWKING really, but I just couldn’t look away from the “light”.
