Japanese dressingroom

Japanese dressingroom

Before I can pull myself out of the rabbit hole russian of my thoughts, she leans into me and spins off of me, rushing to the basket. I felt the need to help her explore her emotions, “Bren”, I asked her, “The other night, how did you feel when you and Sandy were playing around?” I really love all three of my girls, but now Jennifer/Sindee and Diane have joined what Jill jokingly called ‘the commune’. “Or even a public dream guy?”

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