Oh, hey, kettle, I’m pot and wow, you’re black.” - Owen
She pulled away from Eric's grasp, knelt before Brian and looked up at him."Let me suck you off," she said. "Please.
You know what they say. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”“If my heart grows any fonder, it’s going to hop out of my chest and into yours.
Ninety percent of my work is crap,” he continued. “Another nine percent is mediocre, and then there are those rare gems that are actually useable.
Well, that explains why we jumped into bed with each other so quickly. We were both hornier than a bucket of desert toads.
If my heart grows any fonder, it's going to hop out of my chest and into yours.
Would you like to sit?" Kellen asked her."You'd better do it soon," Owen whispered close to her ear, "or I'm going to bend you over that table and break the club's no-penetration-in-the-lounge rule.
Sed paused in his song, feeling ridiculous for singing it to her while they made love.“Baby, you realize this song is about Trey’s dead dog, don’t you?
