"John?" I owe you an apology, Jackie. I said some very unflattering things the other day. I was angry, and I really didn't mean them. I'm sorry. I sho...ldn't have said them or treated you like that. You've been a great friend to Missy through all this, and you didn't deserve to have me dump on you like that. Thank you for being Missy's friend." It's okay, John. I understood then and I forgave you. I felt a little bit stuck in the middle to be honest, and Missy was more responsible for that than. Thinking longer, he nodded it wouldn't hurt to try.Keeping his power low, plus flying slow, Sam slowly made his way to the IP homeworld. This might work he thought, that was 'til he was within sight of the homeworld of the IP.The sheer number of IP ships around the planet, had him shaking his head. Ok, this wasn't exactly going to be easy without a lot of... Snapping his fingers, he nodded, it couldn't be that easy could it?Thinking about it, he had to nod yes, it was, there was no system that. She may not ever want to do the things the other women were doing, but she was certainly being entertained by their antics."Uninhibited," Cliff said, almost in a whisper. He managed to look scared and hopeful as his eyes sought my wife's. "May I..." he started to ask, but the request stuck in his throat."Baby, are you sure?" Jennifer asked quietly. Her tone sounded playful."I can't say no to a man with that much lust in his eyes," my wife teased. She winked at Chet. "Just promise to be gentle.. She can make me happy farting whenever I want and she left. I was surprised that how she knows my likes. I asked her how she knows I like when she farts while she was washing clothes. She with a crooked smile said that she knows more about my secrets and she farted a loud one. I asked her what else do I like. She said one at a time, tomorrow I will tell you another one.Next morning as usual she took my undies and left and I was waiting what she will give me today. I followed her to wash room.
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