He laid her on the table, so white & clean & bare.

His forehead wet with beads of sweat, he rubbed her here & there.

He touched her neck then felt her breast, then drooling felt her thigh.

The slit was wet & all was set, he gave a joyous cry.

The hole was wide, he looked inside, all was dark & murky.

He rubbed his hands & streched his arms













……… then he stuffed the turkey.



Have a great Christmas all.

How about we just try to get through a few days without a bitch fight?!






But then get straight back into it . . . . . . . they are too much fun!

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Van's RV-10

Becoming mine . . . . . one piece at a time.