We all left to go to the farm. Jessie, Leslie, and I were in the limo, I just looked out the window as Leslie and Jessie talked. I could only think of what I wanted from Jessie. Her love. Tonight I was gonna get it. Jessie tapped my shoulder as I turned around “You, okay?" Jessie asked as I smiled “Yeah, I'm okay." I whispered as she smiled back. Leslie shot a look at me, it was like she was trying to say 'Back off!' but with her eyes. I looked back out the window and felt a little scared. This made me feel like a teenage boy going on a rendez-vous amoureux, date with his girlfriend but her dad was supervising so he couldn't do the things he did when they weren't supervised (y'all know;)). We arrived at the farm, where two elderly people were waiting on the fence. As soon as the car stopped, Jessie jumped out of the limo and hugged the old man on the fence “Daddy!" She squealed as my jaw dropped. Daddy?! Jessie is trying to kill me! I don't how I'm gonna have some alone time with her when there's dad, Leslie, and so many other things involved. I got the bags from out the limo as Jessie's dad offered to take “No, I got it. Thanks for asking." I politely gestured as he shook my hand “It's privilege to meet you, Mr. Jackson. I'm Alexander." He greeted as we walked all the way to the farmhouse. I put the bags in a room and met up with Jessie at the barn. She had on a straw hat and she handed me one. Jessie walked over to a record player and put a record on “Have toi ever listened to Prince, Michael?" Jessie asked as I nodded “Purple rain. Yeah. I l’amour that movie. And the soundtrack is amazing. It's a work of art." I a dit as she nodded knowingly. Jessie put the needle on the record as it played “This is my favori track and album." Jessie walked over to me. I grasped her hand and held her par her waist. Jessie pressed her body close to mine.
“The song is called Slow l’amour par Prince." Jessie whispered as I softly kissed her ear.
“I think I'm gonna have to listen to Prince everyday, dealing with you." I joked as she chuckled.
Jessie sung every verse in my ear while touching every part of me.
My hands caressed her back, my fingertips carelessly s’embrasser her spine. We slow danced, holding each other close.
I felt like this moment could last forever. Just me...and her. Holding and embracing each other. Every part of me came alive when Jessie's hand touched my waistband “I l’amour you." She whispered while Prince was still singing.
The suivant thing toi know, we fell. Jessie was on haut, retour au début of me, her breathing became hard. Jessie looked into my eyes, she wanted me. Her hands grasped my wrists “I wanna go slow." She whispered as I Raiponce my fingers in her hair while Jessie pressed her lips against mine. She was such a kisser. Rays of sunset sunshine squeezed their way in to see our hot l’amour scene. My hands found there way to her shirt, slowly taking it off. She patiently took off my chemise as I watched her. Every single part of me was hard. Jessie bit her lip as I sat up and kissed her neck while she unbuttoned her jeans. I slid them off leisurely. I dragged my lips up and down her stomach as she moaned. Jessie wrapped her hands around my neck, her thumbs rubbing against my cheeks. I sucked on her belly button as she moaned, her right hand running through my curls. The night arrived our private party. The moon was our only night light plugged in the wall. Jessie laid me down on the foins, hay lit and dawdling took off my pants and pulled down her panties. Jessie gently rubbed my underwear, I moaned as she licked my erection. I felt like a helpless pet being tortured par his master in a pleasurable way. I groaned “Don't stop. Keep, oooh, licking. Don't stop." I begged and gasped. Jessie kissed it and nibble softly on it. She steadily slid them off. My jr bounced up, standing before Jessie, pre cum leaking from my tip. Jessie licked it off and put herself on me, slowly stroking “I don't want toi to stop. Oooh. Not even if Leslie comes in. Ssss, Pleasure me." I sat up and held onto Jessie, sucking on her neck as I slowly stroked gently, inside of her.
I wanted every inch of me to be inside her. Jessie ran her fingers through my hair, then twirled it around her finger. Our eyes met, our mouths breathed hardly against each other, our bodies were close together and making friction between us, my hands held her back. Prince began to sing another song as Jessie threw her head back. I kissed her breasts, making another hicky on them again. I didn't care, I wanted it to stay there. We screamed as I grabbed her face and kissed her lips “Do toi like it?" I asked as she moaned aloud “I l’amour it. Damn! Make me cum, oh! Make me cum!" I began to quiver because of our hard l’amour making. I kissed her stomach as her whole body shivered “OOOO, SHIT MICHAEL GIVE IT TO ME! OOONNH!" Jessie screamed, digging her nails in my back until it drew blood. Ahhh, Jessie spilled her juices all over my dick. Her warm juices cover the base of my dick “Oh, that was really good, Michael." Jessie whispered, out of breath as she laid her head on my chest. I kissed her forehead “I don't have any complaints myself." I a dit as she smiled and kissed my chest “I'm glad I had this dance with you." Jessie a dit as I smiled.
The moonlight shined on our naked bodies as we fell asleep on Prince songs all night.
Another night of passion.....encountered in a barn
“The song is called Slow l’amour par Prince." Jessie whispered as I softly kissed her ear.
“I think I'm gonna have to listen to Prince everyday, dealing with you." I joked as she chuckled.
Jessie sung every verse in my ear while touching every part of me.
My hands caressed her back, my fingertips carelessly s’embrasser her spine. We slow danced, holding each other close.
I felt like this moment could last forever. Just me...and her. Holding and embracing each other. Every part of me came alive when Jessie's hand touched my waistband “I l’amour you." She whispered while Prince was still singing.
The suivant thing toi know, we fell. Jessie was on haut, retour au début of me, her breathing became hard. Jessie looked into my eyes, she wanted me. Her hands grasped my wrists “I wanna go slow." She whispered as I Raiponce my fingers in her hair while Jessie pressed her lips against mine. She was such a kisser. Rays of sunset sunshine squeezed their way in to see our hot l’amour scene. My hands found there way to her shirt, slowly taking it off. She patiently took off my chemise as I watched her. Every single part of me was hard. Jessie bit her lip as I sat up and kissed her neck while she unbuttoned her jeans. I slid them off leisurely. I dragged my lips up and down her stomach as she moaned. Jessie wrapped her hands around my neck, her thumbs rubbing against my cheeks. I sucked on her belly button as she moaned, her right hand running through my curls. The night arrived our private party. The moon was our only night light plugged in the wall. Jessie laid me down on the foins, hay lit and dawdling took off my pants and pulled down her panties. Jessie gently rubbed my underwear, I moaned as she licked my erection. I felt like a helpless pet being tortured par his master in a pleasurable way. I groaned “Don't stop. Keep, oooh, licking. Don't stop." I begged and gasped. Jessie kissed it and nibble softly on it. She steadily slid them off. My jr bounced up, standing before Jessie, pre cum leaking from my tip. Jessie licked it off and put herself on me, slowly stroking “I don't want toi to stop. Oooh. Not even if Leslie comes in. Ssss, Pleasure me." I sat up and held onto Jessie, sucking on her neck as I slowly stroked gently, inside of her.
I wanted every inch of me to be inside her. Jessie ran her fingers through my hair, then twirled it around her finger. Our eyes met, our mouths breathed hardly against each other, our bodies were close together and making friction between us, my hands held her back. Prince began to sing another song as Jessie threw her head back. I kissed her breasts, making another hicky on them again. I didn't care, I wanted it to stay there. We screamed as I grabbed her face and kissed her lips “Do toi like it?" I asked as she moaned aloud “I l’amour it. Damn! Make me cum, oh! Make me cum!" I began to quiver because of our hard l’amour making. I kissed her stomach as her whole body shivered “OOOO, SHIT MICHAEL GIVE IT TO ME! OOONNH!" Jessie screamed, digging her nails in my back until it drew blood. Ahhh, Jessie spilled her juices all over my dick. Her warm juices cover the base of my dick “Oh, that was really good, Michael." Jessie whispered, out of breath as she laid her head on my chest. I kissed her forehead “I don't have any complaints myself." I a dit as she smiled and kissed my chest “I'm glad I had this dance with you." Jessie a dit as I smiled.
The moonlight shined on our naked bodies as we fell asleep on Prince songs all night.
Another night of passion.....encountered in a barn
It,s been forever since I saw toi dance and heard toi sing ONE plus CHANCE
Eternity I think ou so it seem, since I heard toi sing BILLIE JEAN
Tears fall down my face the most when I watch the movie toi called GHOST
When I hear toi sing BLOOD ON THE DANCE FLOOR my lips déplacer sftly as i say I l’amour toi MORE!!!
The l’amour pounds deep inside of me, when I see toi concert HISTORY
Lust pours through me with all its might, when I watch toi sing BLACK AND WHITE
I knew toi weren,t just a passing fad, as soon as i saw your cute face sing BAD
If I could talk to toi on the phone, I would say Michael toi ARE NOT ALONE
I wish we together just us two, cause darling Michael I JUST CANT STOP LOVING YOU!!!!!
Michael, we remember and appreciate
as toi gave happiness to others ...
He did not like everything
He was alone in the whole wide world
He taught us to be kinder
He appealed to protect the planet.
Appreciate the love, doing good
contempt for revenge
forgave the insult, he loved life,
Preserved word of honor.
His eyes filled with deep
unearthly warmth
In his eyes concealed life
a hard life.
About him in the newspapers wrote
Just slander and lies
he wanted to humiliate,
What magazine did not take.
Michael is gone forever,
Nobody really does not return
He remained in the hearts
He's never in them will not die.
jour passes for the jour ...
I still want to find the answer:
Why do people appreciate
When they are no longer close?
PS
I know Michael, your life is not in vain
toi just wanted to give children the happiness
toi tried to awaken within us human
You'll always be king of the 20 th century!
as toi gave happiness to others ...
He did not like everything
He was alone in the whole wide world
He taught us to be kinder
He appealed to protect the planet.
Appreciate the love, doing good
contempt for revenge
forgave the insult, he loved life,
Preserved word of honor.
His eyes filled with deep
unearthly warmth
In his eyes concealed life
a hard life.
About him in the newspapers wrote
Just slander and lies
he wanted to humiliate,
What magazine did not take.
Michael is gone forever,
Nobody really does not return
He remained in the hearts
He's never in them will not die.
jour passes for the jour ...
I still want to find the answer:
Why do people appreciate
When they are no longer close?
PS
I know Michael, your life is not in vain
toi just wanted to give children the happiness
toi tried to awaken within us human
You'll always be king of the 20 th century!
A judge has ruled that witnesses will NOT be allowed to discuss Michael Jackson's child molestation case during Dr. Conrad Murray's manslaughter trial.
L.A. County Superior Court Judge Michael Pastor a dit any testimony relating to the molestation case is irrelevant -- and would be distracting and misleading to the jury.
The judge also banned Arnie Klein from testifying -- after prosecutors argued the defense would try to blame the dermatologist for the death ... and take away attention from the man on the hot siège -- Dr. Murray.
L.A. County Superior Court Judge Michael Pastor a dit any testimony relating to the molestation case is irrelevant -- and would be distracting and misleading to the jury.
The judge also banned Arnie Klein from testifying -- after prosecutors argued the defense would try to blame the dermatologist for the death ... and take away attention from the man on the hot siège -- Dr. Murray.
La Toya Jackson thinks a lot of Michael Jackson haters have had a change of cœur, coeur since her brother died -- but it's unclear whether she's including Gene Simmons in that group.
You'll recall Kiss got dropped from the upcoming MJ tribute concert in part because Gene has a dit he believes Michael was a child molester.
This weekend in Bev Hills we asked La Toya if she thought the concert should be off limits to artists who disrespected Michael. Her answer is all about forgiveness ... but are toi buying it?
You'll recall Kiss got dropped from the upcoming MJ tribute concert in part because Gene has a dit he believes Michael was a child molester.
This weekend in Bev Hills we asked La Toya if she thought the concert should be off limits to artists who disrespected Michael. Her answer is all about forgiveness ... but are toi buying it?
The Michael Jackson estate is tired of waiting for Lloyd's of Londres to pay out on the $17.5 million "This Is it" insurance policy -- so they're going after Lloyd's in court ... demanding they pay up, stat.
Lloyd's of Londres originally issued the policy to cover potential losses for MJ's 2009 "This Is It" concerts -- but earlier this year, the company asked an L.A. court to declare the policy null and void ... claiming MJ lied about his medical history and drug addiction.
Lloyd's insists the policy "was restricted to losses resulting from accident only" -- pointing out Michael's official cause of death was "homicide."
But the estate is now on the offensive -- filing a cross-complaint, claiming MJ never intended to die, whether par homicide ou not, so his death still qualifies as an accident.
But the estate isn't just settling for the original $17.5 million -- they also want punitive damages. FYI, suing for punitive damages often scares the crap out of insurance companies.
Lloyd's of Londres originally issued the policy to cover potential losses for MJ's 2009 "This Is It" concerts -- but earlier this year, the company asked an L.A. court to declare the policy null and void ... claiming MJ lied about his medical history and drug addiction.
Lloyd's insists the policy "was restricted to losses resulting from accident only" -- pointing out Michael's official cause of death was "homicide."
But the estate is now on the offensive -- filing a cross-complaint, claiming MJ never intended to die, whether par homicide ou not, so his death still qualifies as an accident.
But the estate isn't just settling for the original $17.5 million -- they also want punitive damages. FYI, suing for punitive damages often scares the crap out of insurance companies.