"Calling someone a "Texas sharpshooter" is not a logical fallacy, nor anything more elevated. As far as intelligence is concerned, it actually engages the moral realm and the question of "appropriateness" as an actual form of epistemology, with intelligence reflecting conduct. As in the ideas of emotional and social intelligence."
It was only too true, and lately painfully true. She couldn't even imagine what she was going to have to deal with before the day was done.
I looked at Courtney and then my other three friends, "We're in.
Despite this, Sam blushed a little, remembering that she was wearing mismatched underwear with a pink g-string and a black bra. "Wellare all you girls up for having a fuck fest with a whole wrestling team?" She asked.
Ah, to be a stupid well hung 19 year old, like William. The girls and I reposition and continued fucking when Courtney came back with a box labeled toys. "But I want to stay here, asiqn the field, until they turn the lights off.
(I just love the way that kind of oil feels so smooth and silky.