See your busy.. another time maybe
Congrats Jack! Glad to hear that so far the new residence is exceeding expectations.
Ok...gonna wander see if i can find some trouble...smiles
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a bit unnerved seeing Someone in the gala
hall now
wonders who else will be coming
Love this! Love Camelot.Happy belated May Day.
Penthouse
Of course I've been wearing heels. I look fabulous in them. And I can make them work, which is a gift, and it's not nice to turn down gifts.And yes, sometimes they're extreme, when there's nothing else that'll do. I could *not* turn down those red patent Choos, and you wouldn't have wanted me to.
And then, wonder of wonders, I stop talking and listen. My own ACLs are in perfect shape, as is the rest of me, except for the toes, which have to bend inward just a little in order to wear the nicest shoes.
What do you mean, getting older. What's the sell-by date in ... was it football or soccer? I mean before the concussions start to take their toll.
Which they clearly haven't on you, or at least not yet.
Oh. Oh. Oh. What you're doing to my glutes is *amazing*. *Definitely* don't stop.
Nods
That sounds like a fun time.
something like that or just gagging lots
Looking in again
Ahhhh i see...it might be busy screamin? Biting and stuff?
Correction: 3452839.
Typed in 5 twice. DOH
Emptied one tank of gas, not half done. Break time.
shows the doorman my ticket..smiles quietly, approving of the environment..and seeling to view what would be my propety for the evening
you couldl still open that pretty mouth for a nice stuffing
Huh...thinkin bout it...
Game over!
Final scores:
Rottie: N/A
Penthouse
He'll listen to your words, but his attention is more on what you're body is telling him.You've been wearing heels again, haven't you?
Not that you don't regularly, he's talking about something outside of what's outside of day-to-day use.
So you're not wrong about your back needing more attention than usual, but it's also in your hips which is not the sexiest of things to deal with, but he's not presently about aesthetics.
There was a bad hit. Tore the shit out of my ACL. I healed up fine, faster than they expected.
But...
He pauses talking, but not the stroke and pressure of his hands, taking the moment to dig hard into one muscle, and then the opposite.
It's a weighing up of things. I wasn't making big bucks. Plenty to take home, but nothing like the pull in the NFL. I was getting older, at what point was my body going to stop healing so easily.
I didn't want to be one of those guys everyone knew should've long since retired but couldn't give up the dream.
I'd already worked out my childhood dream wasn't going to get met so... plan b.
Never figured plan b'd be the big deal.
He chuckles and shakes his head even though you can't see him, and shifts his touch down to the upper back of your thigh.