Islander
10-16-2004, 01:45 AM
Let me tell all of you about my girl, Sherry. She spends all day, on her big rump, sitting in the house all day. She is the perfect, most affectionate girl in the world. Without me, she sits there empty, unfullfilled. She's attractive, slim, always know how to make me smile, and always smells 'oh so good'.
When I get home, and she see that gleem in my eyes, she know's exactly what I'm thinking. I pick her up, pucker up and bring her to my lips. She know's what's up, and she's always ready for a good suck and blow.
I exhale... relieved. She finally gave me my first stress release all day. What a cherry she gives when I suck real hard. Once again, she's given me the perfect hit. I love my bowl, I call her Sherry.
When I get home, and she see that gleem in my eyes, she know's exactly what I'm thinking. I pick her up, pucker up and bring her to my lips. She know's what's up, and she's always ready for a good suck and blow.
I exhale... relieved. She finally gave me my first stress release all day. What a cherry she gives when I suck real hard. Once again, she's given me the perfect hit. I love my bowl, I call her Sherry.