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The rain seemed to intensify with their l’amour making, almost encouraging them ou even daring them. Another blast of lightning bathed them momentarily and the thunder made itself known - almost as loud as Michael. He rode Mark furiously as he wailed to the ceiling of his ranch bedroom. He pawed up his neck and nipples and tossed his messy dark hair. Fresh sweat dripped from his relaxed locks and forhead and fell to Mark's chest like little raindrops.

Mark tried to concentrate and held onto Michael's small hips encouragingly. He thrust up into his tight wet l’amour hole so hard that Michael would...

The following day
Rebecca was lire a book. To be plus specific, she was lire Moonwalk again. She loved the book so much, she always wanted to read it when she got bored. She bookmarked where she was in Moonwalk and placed it on the nightstand suivant to her. She turned and carefully grabbed Brandon, who was currently fussing because he was hungry. Rebecca lifted the haut, retour au début part of her robe and let him feed. Him being her first actual child, she winced in slight pain. Eventually, she got used to it. When he was done, she draped the robe back over her chest and cradled him. She noticed that his...

Last jour of another an is almost here
And i can't help but fight a tear
Another an without my boy
Is surely going to bring no joy
Parties happening ,music,fun all around
But all youll see on my face is a miserable frown
Dancing ,fireworks,counting down the clock
But images of Michael in my head I can not block
Trying to drown my sorrows in drink
So maybe then I wont have to think
Just then someone yells "Turn the musique up loud"
As I hear the beat of the musique my cœur, coeur feels proud
Thats my boy,always livens up the crowd
Bodies moving and swaying to Black ou White
My cœur, coeur threatens to burst with all its...