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Shamira said to me come for lunch so I told my mother I'll be out for my lunch this Sunday Shamira's parent's place was empty just us two sitting there eating lunch drinking wine I can play piano I know some Beethoven if you like? Ok then I replied so she did and I watched her fingers moving on the keyboard Beethoven's Fur Elise sounded well after that and a short Chopin piece how about some dessert? I asked her have we time? she replied my parents may return anytime always time for dessert I told her so we went to her room and undressed and began then we heard her parent's car pull in the front drive o my God she uttered and we stopped and got dressed she uptight my pecker all distressed.
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Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 1:31 AM UTC
NO DESSERT.
Shamira said to me come for lunch so I told my mother I'll be out for my lunch this Sunday Shamira's parent's place was empty just us two sitting there eating lunch drinking wine I can play piano I know some Beethoven if you like? Ok then I replied so she did and I watched her fingers moving on the keyboard Beethoven's Fur Elise sounded well after that and a short Chopin piece how about some dessert? I asked her have we time? she replied my parents may return anytime always time for dessert I told her so we went to her room and undressed and began then we heard her parent's car pull in the front drive o my God she uttered and we stopped and got dressed she uptight my pecker all distressed.
A BOY AND GIRL FOR LUNCH BUT NO DESSERT IN 1974.
terry-collett
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Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 1:31 AM UTC
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