AT SUNSET POINT WITH MOM
The vista spread before him wasn’t landscape! The birds were chirping, the air was perfumed with the scent of the flowers that the breeze from the valley carried to us. Amateur porn My entire being went into contractions, radiating out from my vagina, making my toes curl, and my lips as well; in that moment before the blast of my lungs let loose a claxon of bellows as the concussion of my cum rippled through my entire nervous system. Even though my son was right beside me, suddenly I wanted to be naked and have the Great Spirit enter me. this sad and tragic wound – yes, he lived, but to suffer such a devastating injury breaks a mother’s heart. I turned away, who likes to see their child injured? It was quiet and there couldn’t have been a soul around for a long ways. But he gathered me in his arms and kissed me on the lips. Indeed, our parallel paroxysms peaked perfectly together. Not that I have any native American blood, but still I felt some kind of kinship with that ancient squaw. But I wanted to make it official. I turned away, who likes to see their child injured? “Fuck me, Marty!” I murmurred, “Fuck momma, good.!”
If the Great Spirit was looking down from the eagle’s perspective,
