tickledkitty
Precious.
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How did you get it away from her? Didn't she complain?
She's dead now, so she doesn't care.
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How did you get it away from her? Didn't she complain?
My ass is the bane of my existence. My Italian grandmother's ass.![]()
My ass is the bane of my existence. My Italian grandmother's ass.![]()
I don't think you can be sufficiently impartial. I think you should post some pics of you ass so we can give you an unbi-assed opinion(not the the Bi's shouldn't have a say as well....)
I don't think you can be sufficiently impartial. I think you should post some pics of you ass so we can give you an unbi-assed opinion(not the the Bi's shouldn't have a say as well....)
Proof! Proof! I demand proof!
Haha.
I swear there is nothing attractive about my ass. So no one is missing anything.
Breasts- very nice. Pussy- lovely. Overall package- tolerable. Ass- fat.
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And you should post your, for comparison.


Some of us...esp those with fetishes in such areas...would prolly love to see (at the very least) it anyways. Y'know?
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Right now I just want one person who gets me. That I can talk to and not have to run every thought through 15 sets of filters and my own warped set of translators to get from Hardonese to English.
And for fuck sake, the Fibonacci series is not that complicated!
Um. Fetish in what area?![]()
That doesn't mean that I will ever know it.

Ah, fuck, my mood was up for a bit and now it's back down again and I feel ready to cry.
I hate my situation right now. Scratch that, I'm absolutely fucking terrified. It just keeps getting worse, somehow. Little by little. I really don't know what the hell we're going to do.

Mother, did it have to be so ....high?
I almost posted that same lyric a couple weeks ago. Funny, that...
Ah, fuck, my mood was up for a bit and now it's back down again and I feel ready to cry.
I hate my situation right now. Scratch that, I'm absolutely fucking terrified. It just keeps getting worse, somehow. Little by little. I really don't know what the hell we're going to do.
You sound so distraught...I know I can't help, but I can hug you.Morning after cuddles are the absolute bestest...
(right until they fart, scratch themselves and ask why you haven't got up to start the coffee yet...)![]()