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albertagirl
Over 90 days ago
Straight Female, 68
Canada
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Slowly, Edgar tip-toed up the stairway. The place smelt like cinnamon oil and incense. Edgar felt like he was being watched. Candles lit the triangle of copper skin exposed by the spreading of K-Y on her exposed cunt. She watched expectantly as Fred tried desperately hard to unzip his jacket. Moans from the wardrobe resonated through out the quiet dark room. Edgar unexpectedly smirked, knowing his sensitive nipples were protruding through the holes in his new lacy pink corset. Fred pinched his arm expecting, a dream to end. Finally Daisey crawled out toward the middle of the slippery floor, carefully avoiding the numerous puddles of wet clothes. Meanwhile, Edgar pulls on Daisey's garter making sounds that no one can describe. A cheesy grin appeared from
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Slowly, Edgar tip-toed up the stairway. The place smelt like cinnamon oil and incense. Edgar felt like he was being watched. Candles lit the triangle of copper skin exposed by the spreading of K-Y on her exposed cunt. She watched expectantly as Fred tried desperately hard to unzip his jacket. Moans from the wardrobe resonated through out the quiet dark room. Edgar unexpectedly smirked, knowing his sensitive nipples were protruding through the holes in his new lacy pink corset. Fred pinched his arm expecting, a dream to end. Finally Daisey crawled out toward the middle of the slippery floor, carefully avoiding the numerous puddles of wet clothes. Meanwhile, Edgar pulls on Daisey's garter making sounds that no one can describe
Active Ink Slinger
Slowly, Edgar tip-toed up the stairway. The place smelt like cinnamon oil and incense. Edgar felt like he was being watched. Candles lit the triangle of copper skin exposed by the spreading of K-Y on her exposed cunt. She watched expectantly as Fred tried desperately hard to unzip his jacket. Moans from the wardrobe resonated through out the quiet dark room. Edgar unexpectedly smirked, knowing his sensitive nipples were protruding through the holes in his new lacy pink corset. Fred pinched his arm expecting, a dream to end. Finally Daisey crawled out toward the middle of the slippery floor, carefully avoiding the numerous puddles of wet clothes. Meanwhile, Edgar pulls on Daisey's garter making sounds that
Active Ink Slinger
Slowly, Edgar tip-toed up the stairway. The place smelt like cinnamon oil and incense. Edgar felt like he was being watched. Candles lit the triangle of copper skin exposed by the spreading of K-Y on her exposed cunt. She watched expectantly as Fred tried desperately hard to unzip his jacket. Moans from the wardrobe resonated through out the quiet dark room. Edgar unexpectedly smirked, knowing his sensitive nipples were protruding through the holes in his new lacy pink corset. Fred pinched his arm expecting, a dream to end. Finally Daisey crawled out toward the middle of the slippery floor, carefully avoiding the numerous puddles of wet clothes. Meanwhile, Edgar pulls on Daisey's garter
Active Ink Slinger
Slowly, Edgar tip-toed up the stairway. The place smelt like cinnamon oil and incense. Edgar felt like he was being watched. Candles lit the triangle of copper skin exposed by the spreading of K-Y on her exposed cunt. She watched expectantly as Fred tried desperately hard to unzip his jacket. Moans from the wardrobe resonated through out the quiet dark room. Edgar unexpectedly smirked, knowing his sensitive nipples were protruding through the holes in his new lacy pink corset. Fred pinched his arm expecting, a dream to end. Finally Daisey crawled out toward the middle of the slippery floor, carefully avoiding the numerous puddles of wet clothes. Meanwhile, Edgar pulls
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The Stud
Two priests died at the same time and met Saint Peter at the Pearly
Gates.
St. Peter said, "I'd like to get you guys in now, but our computer's down.
You will have to go back to Earth for about a week, but you can't go back as
priests.
What'll it be?"
The first priest says, "I've always wanted to be an an eagle, soaring above
the Rocky Mountains ."
"So be it," says St. Peter, and off flies the first priest.
The second priest mulls this over for a moment and asks, "Will any of this
week 'count' St. Peter?"
No I told you the computer's down, There's no way we can keep track of what
you are doing."
In that case" says the second priest, I've always wanted to be a stud.
"So be it" says St. Peter, and the second priest disappears.
A week goes by, the computer is fixed, and the Lord tells St. Peter to
recall the two priests.
"Will you have any trouble locating them? he asks.
"The first one should be easy," says St. Peter,
"He's somewhere over the Rockies, flying with the eagles.
But the second one could prove to be more difficult."
"Why?" asks the Lord.
"He's on a snow tire, somewhere in the Canadian Prairies"
Two priests died at the same time and met Saint Peter at the Pearly
Gates.
St. Peter said, "I'd like to get you guys in now, but our computer's down.
You will have to go back to Earth for about a week, but you can't go back as
priests.
What'll it be?"
The first priest says, "I've always wanted to be an an eagle, soaring above
the Rocky Mountains ."
"So be it," says St. Peter, and off flies the first priest.
The second priest mulls this over for a moment and asks, "Will any of this
week 'count' St. Peter?"
No I told you the computer's down, There's no way we can keep track of what
you are doing."
In that case" says the second priest, I've always wanted to be a stud.
"So be it" says St. Peter, and the second priest disappears.
A week goes by, the computer is fixed, and the Lord tells St. Peter to
recall the two priests.
"Will you have any trouble locating them? he asks.
"The first one should be easy," says St. Peter,
"He's somewhere over the Rockies, flying with the eagles.
But the second one could prove to be more difficult."
"Why?" asks the Lord.
"He's on a snow tire, somewhere in the Canadian Prairies"
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Slowly, Edgar tip-toed up the stairway. The place smelt like cinnamon oil and incense. Edgar felt like he was being watched. Candles lit the triangle of copper skin exposed by the spreading of K-Y on her exposed cunt. She watched expectantly as Fred tried desperately hard to unzip his jacket. Moans from the wardrobe resonated through out the quiet dark room. Edgar unexpectedly smirked, knowing his sensitive nipples were protruding through the holes in his new lacy pink corset. Fred pinched his arm expecting, a dream to end. Finally Daisey crawled out toward the middle of the slippery floor, carefully