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| polly_pocket |
on Mon 26 Dec 11, 6:02 PM to polly_pocket's blog.
xmas morning 7 am. I was lying there in a fugue state, half way between awake and asleep, you know the place. The place where tinkerbelle says she will meet peterpan.
as i lay there, semi comatosed, Sir rolled on top of me, pinned me down and started humping and thrusting away, with no preamble at all.He just took me.
still, whilst he was busy getting all hot and sweaty, i did manage to sort out the timings in my head for roasting my turkey, potatoes and everything else!
the turkey turned out perfectly. It wasnt the only thing that received a jolly good stuffing!!!
festive greetings to you all,
pollyxx
Edited Mon 26 Dec 11, 6:03 PM by polly_pocket
| 26 Dec 11, 7:59 PM polly_pocket UK(CF), 3 yrs |
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