Mornin’ to you, sirs. Hope you’re all feelin’ jolly good today.
I was watching videos of a few birds squirting all over their knickers, when I ran across Wild Anna. Blimey, I nearly spit out my bloody tea and biscuits all over over the yard when I spotted this
Bloody hell! She’s fucking fit, isn’t she?
I can’t believe I haven’t seen this girl give herself a proper fuck.
Not that I didn’t love the flat chested Micah Moore, because there’s something to be said about a chick with little tatty’s, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love the fake tattyed (grammatically correct) Micah a bit more.
You might remember a time when Micah looked like THIS.
That’s fine, I still beat off like a like 13 year old how just got his hands on his grandpa’s Playboys to her.
But now? Well, not I’m beating off to her like a 13 year old who looked out his window and saw Ms. Rachel taking a shower next door.
What the fuck am I talking about? Just enjoy… and fine more of Micah at Innocent High.
I miss school. I never got to go a Catholic School, but lucky for me I had plenty of sluts to go around. I miss being able to skip 2nd period because I was fucking in the science lab. That’s when I garnered the obsession with skirts. I would pull my dick out of my pants, and she would move her panties off to the side. I would slide right in, and I would cum in a petrie dish. I was once told that this chick examined my gizz under a microscope, and 9 months later she became pregnant. I don’t think it was a coincidence. One thing inevitably leads to another, and every Friday I was banging cheerleaders. I loved when they wore their outfits to school and Friday was game day. Man, maybe I need to go back to school. Can I go get a second high school diploma? Is that possible? I should probably just stick to finding high school seniors on myspace… Anyhow, here’s all you need to get you through to the end of the semester. Enjoy.