be very careful yorkie . . . As I lay in bed, I felt a hand slowly reach down into my boxers and start to play with my balls and stroke my cock. It was nice but I wasnt in the mood. "Not tonight." I whispered. "Im tired." "It doesn?t work like that in here!" said my cell mate
Today's parcels of appreciation go to:- Is Vic there? ACS Geordie lass in the Fen lady-eleanor LTF yorkshirehornet lamballana kiwiqpr Bolton's Boots oldfrenchhorn And back in jail!