Then I lay on my back on the table, and he penetrated me again
. That’s not to say I was choking, just that every breath ended with a heightened sense of being impaled, filled, by rods of visceral pleasure that penetrated to my core. The carbon and nitrogen cycles, which I had struggled to follow in science classes, made much more sense in the context of physical geography
. . Hence, the bullet is in a state of rest until the combustion of the gunpowder impresses pressure on it to propel forward
Then I lay on my back on the table, and he penetrated me again
. That’s not to say I was choking, just that every breath ended with a heightened sense of being impaled, filled, by rods of visceral pleasure that penetrated to my core. The carbon and nitrogen cycles, which I had struggled to follow in science classes, made much more sense in the context of physical geography
. . Hence, the bullet is in a state of rest until the combustion of the gunpowder impresses pressure on it to propel forward
Then I lay on my back on the table, and he penetrated me again
. That’s not to say I was choking, just that every breath ended with a heightened sense of being impaled, filled, by rods of visceral pleasure that penetrated to my core. The carbon and nitrogen cycles, which I had struggled to follow in science classes, made much more sense in the context of physical geography
. . Hence, the bullet is in a state of rest until the combustion of the gunpowder impresses pressure on it to propel forward
Super max's magazine 4. Part 1