Sat at her desk, Mary was wearing her predictable attire. With an apathetic sigh, she reluctantly shifted to the aisle seat, swinging her legs to rest in the aisle. xvideo “You are all men…I’m a girl, it’s not fair”. Drool trickled down her chin as a mixture of sloppy noises filled the bus. The lucky boys sitting adjacent to Mary took this opportunity to be adventurous. The empty wine bottle found on the counter could justify the memory loss, and the soreness she felt just a drunken over-enthusiastic session with her dildo – It would not be the first time she had overindulged on a lonely Friday night.
