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gotta admit, i thought this was gonna be a cleverly led cuck thread. tbh
Who's gonna get it so they can get wrecked by dem mavs?
gotta admit, i thought this was gonna be a cleverly led cuck thread. tbh
This. I'm disappointed in you m>s.
m>s supporting team with jew owner and white german player married to a black woman
Well guys with cuck jr and senior both Roaming about the nba forum today it could turn into another cuck thread but for once I wanted to discuss basketball. Yall gonna throw tonight's game in order to duck us?
Undercover jew his last name is Chabensky or something like that, not very Aryan...
Spurs lay an egg tomorrow.
get your own material, you got.
2nd seedings:::
Chapter 52.
I was deep in my dreams. Dreams of Katie & Kevin, of their deep love & devotion for one another. I was frantic with worry. But, helpless to deny them, what seemed their destiny.
"Don't say a word, you. I don't want to wake Kevin." It was Katie. She was still nude. White & pink & soft curves everywhere.
She peeled back my blankets. I was bottomless. Somehow I'd removed my underwear. My was like steel and it was leaking.
"My God, Michael, thank goodness I had the foresight to come over here. You're all hard, long and dripping. I can take care of that. Lie still. Katie-girl to the rescue."
Katie quickly licked me clean. "There, that part is taken care of and out of the way. Now to relieve the source of your predicament."
She quickly straddled and mounted me. "Ssshhh, not a word. I don't want us to waken my boyfriend. He would be so angry if he saw my husband and I together like this."
"Katie."
"Ssshhh, it will all be over soon, Michael." She lifted, fit me to her opening and augured down till her cheeks rested squarely upon my thighs.
"Don't you dare release until I grant permission, Michael." She hissed quietly.
"I promise." I didn't think I'd be able to keep that promise, but, I made it in good faith nonetheless.
"I want you to put your finger in it, Michael."
"I can't. My is already buried in it, Katie."
"No, not there." Her eyes had darkened.
"Katie, no." My voice was not a bit convincing to either of us.
"Mike, yes. Do it. Now."
"Katie."
"I'll go back to him, immediately." She threatened.
"Katie. Please."
"2 fingers. Now, Michael. Now."
"Yes." I moved to comply.
"First put the two fingers you're going to use into my mouth."
I did as I was told. She marinated the first two fingers of my right hand for what seemed like eternity. My balls roiled in their sack, but, didn't erupt. It would be a temporary respite.
"Now, put them where my boyfriend anointed me."
I did as I was told. It was gooey & extremely warm. Like moist, hot velvet.
Imperceptibly she began to ride. Her face impassive. Her eyes bearing down into my soul.
"You've got permission, Michael. Only a single caveat: when you break your nut I want you to take those two fingers that are currently buried up my ass---in my boyfriend's stuff, hold them to your nose and sniff of them deeply. It is at your discretion whether at that moment you want to lick them clean as you inject your seed into your wife's body." Her tone static, without feeling. She moved to the balls of her feet, squat thrusts imminent. I'd made up my mind the instant she gave me that discretion.
My quell had weakened and now failed altogether. The pump primed, I ejaculated.
Proctor smelled & tasted like I'd surmised he would.
"Keep those fingers in your mouth until I'm back with my boyfriend." She was whispering in my left ear. Once again she was on her knees, her bottom sealed securely to my thighs. I was imbedded. I had deflated nary a measure.
"If you want me again I'll know instinctively. And I'll return for you. Do you understand me, Michael?" Her vow profound.
I nodded vigorously while suckling my two fingers.
Katie kissed my eyelids closed, moved off & away.
I turned away from them. Careful to keep my fingers in place.
The sandman was there. This time to take me.
And I let him.
Rondo is one of the few PGs Parker can probably guard tbhI think Spurs will win in 5 this time around. Dirk can't move well out there anymore imo
lol wtf
You ain't lying. Really is hard to watch him out there.
Funny thing is, there's absolutely no team that can beat GSW except for the Spurs, and there's probably no team that can beat the Spurs except for GSW. This'll be the Finals, people.
Houston at full strength poses potential matchup problems for SA too
Beverley would.have really helped. At least defensively.
Clever isn't the word, but yeah I thought for sure it was some more cuck fiction
"would have" my sweet ass.........You'd a pissed your pants by Game 1.
Terry playing 30 minutes a game at PG is ing dreadful.
He's a ball punching specialist though..
Helped how, so that Enrique gets held to 0 points instead of 2 points like the last game @ Houston?
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