"You did not stipulate the context so I gave you all the possibilities I could find. What does SN mean to you? What about my other answers?"
Its horrible misshapen face, a combination of my and Demie's features, spoke: "What the fuck are you looking at, dumbass?" I screamed. When he sat down I leaned against him while she kept eating my wet pussy.
She told me to stop, so I did. If you enjoy the writing but desire a different story and setting, please watch this space for new and other stories. Hahaha!" "Well, I was young, but I don't think I ever didn't enjoy it," I said with a smirk.
"Honey, what I said is that I did not want you feeling ashamed or embarrassed about your penis getting hard when you're excited," I said. All they have to do is beat the fucking New Jersey Lions.