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..I don't make it to the fairgrounds but do mosey over to Delta every-so-often, when I want to really loose $$ ..j/k... I do most of my betting online nowdays. Used to go to Sam Houston when I lived in Houston..nice little dinky track I must say..Sounds like we are having similar days.. about the same with the winds here. Not supposed to get yucky until tonight after midnight. Most worry will be with tornados I imagine. Be safe and lets keep in touch. Perhaps my wonders will lead me east in the coming weeks. |
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Have to run...but to answer your question from the other thread....
..all I get are promises,but no one sends me photos of their boo-bees. You,too, have failed me. You must be punished. Phooey. I can't do it. |
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I may do Arletta today.
Yes. That would be fun. |
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I'm going to look at the fridge for inspiration.
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Maybe I should come up from behind her as she leafs through Beach Boy records?
I could pull her in to me by her tummy and give her soft Mortimer lashings on her neck. Would she wiggle and voice her appreciation by swaying her hips firmly into me? Would Franny wear a snow suit in the garden? |
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ror!!
I'm kidding..she would wiggle...slowly. And turn her head toward me and say..."OOOOOO....Mortimer........please fucl< me." I have a feeling she doesn't mess around. Now I must think of the right direction from this point .I'll fIinish this and come back to present it to you all in a leather bound 3 ring binder. I think she's going to be hot. TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS |
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she had shaky hips and blood red lips
and who could miss her eraser tips she looked real deep and had pretty feet but when i saw the ghost i went right to toast she'd get you real hot by pumpin' on her twat she'd look real mean trying to fry up the scene but then she would burp and interweave a slurp and as i licked on her tummy she came out with a yummy i was losing my mind trying so hard to make it work so i told her to knock it off as she lay on the table cloth i was dong real good it was working like it should she was buzzin' away as i tried to make it stay then she got her spin going with a fishy grin showing she liked it hard and fast and i knew i could last so she screamed out loud just at the right time my dream allowed and gave her all that rhymed This....is a very good thing. |
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