His time was running out, all because he had no hope of reaching the marshmallows. Amateur porn Fung walked right up to Ryland and stood right before him, terrified, Fung stammered:
“Ryland, I must go. Ahh AAAHHH!” with each scream her voice became more asian, which only bolstered Ryland’s resolve. It was giving off a strange smell. He knew what he had to do. Ravaging many miles down a quiet country street in the search of the ever elusive vertical smiles. “But I mean, what defines a friendship?”
And then. He chose the first asian he could, he grabbed her by wrist and escorted her to a room. The two did not even notice. Max thought himself hypersexualized but one thing was for certain. Ryland saw the cheery grins of some friends of his. “W-what are you doing out here?” hazily asked Ryland? They were roasting her from both ends, Ryland rested his knee against the foot of the bed as he proceeded to thrust. He tried to hazily replay his memory of the night before . “Jacking off.” was the reply. “But I mean, what defines a friendship?”
And then. Barely able to contain himself, he was laughing himself out of breath, holding an arm over his torso to stop the pain of fits of laughter.
