A diamond in vegas 0

At one-point Liz raised the idea about getting a guide dog and Beth bit her head off in anger as she yelled, "I don't want a fucking dog, I don't like fucking dogs." As they walked through the door Beth knocked against the hall way table and sent the bowl with the keys in flying, smashing the bowl into tiny shards. Beth just slumped to the ground and sat with her back against the wall and sobbed, "I am fucking useless, you might as well leave me now." Liz slid down the wall next to her and put her arm round her and pulled Beth close, "We can either give up or do this together, what do you want you to do?" Beth turned her head in the direction of Liz and said softly with sadness in her voice, "I won't blame you if you leave me Liz, I will understand." Liz turned to Beth and said quietly but firmly, "Now you listen to me Elizabeth Jones, you and I are getting married and you aren't going to jilt me at the altar, and if you try it tits then I will kick your white stick away." Beth laughed a reality little as Liz went on, "The only porn thing I have been thinking about over the last four weeks is getting you into bed and feasting on that lovely body of yours. So let's go to bed, I don't care if it's the middle of the afternoon or not." Pulling Beth to her feet she led her to the bedroom and started to strip as Beth sat on the edge of the bed, "It's OK for you," said Beth sadly, "You can see me, what am I supposed to do?" "Right that's it," said Liz in a huff and stood up and started to search through the drawers. Beth heard the sounds of things being hurled out big of drawers, then she heard and almighty crash followed by Liz going, "Fucking hell that hurt." "Are you alright love, blonde " Beth said trying to move towards the sound in a blind panic thinking Liz had fallen. ‘glad you could make it’ she carried on ‘now let’s get that stuff off you’ A mere inch apart, they breathed heavily and moaned into each other's mouths, never breaking eye contact as their desire grew and grew. I wagered that even if my uncle's family didn't live in Wausau, they wouldn't live too far outside it. She tried to reassure him, "But, James, you're-" Take him away tits from U2 and U2 wouldn’t sound like U2 at all and porn as I listened to your album, that’s what I heard. She kissed back sloppily due to her inexperience. From my perspective, Steve seems a controlling, gaslighting, abusive asshole. “Put your hands on your head. I wore a skirt that didn’t quite cover my ass, a silk thong, and a tube top with no bra. When I came too, I was laying on my stomach and Tag was still in me, and he was laying on my back. I buried to the hilt in her and erupted into her. “Who knows what results we might uncover, if we are just bold enough to experiment.” Several times as she walked, Laura suddenly realized that her hand was reality touching blonde the tape on her vagina. As such the both of them also laid claim to it as well. On the way, I asked him, “What kind of party is this gonna be?” He saw that I am a little nervous about the party, and replied, “Bhabhi, don’t be nervous, you will be fine, just pretend to be my girlfriend. “Ah, there you are, sluts. “Be my guest.” He said while still looking at her. “So big is your... your...” I shuddered, thrusting hard into her depths.