#hd asks

I have 2!

My grandmother's music box. My grandpa gave it to me when I was younger and I unfortunately lost the lid but it still works and I love it especially since I never met her

Tiny cross. It was made by my friend in IT class in like 7th grade

Pegasus from Hercules. I dont know how or when I got this but I know I've had it ever since I was little

Pikachu McDonald's toy. My grandpa took me to McDonalds every day after he picked up from school and I got this in a happy meal. Whenever you roll it the tail sparks

Squirt from Finding Nemo. I saw this at a family dollar and I literally begged my mom for it cause it was literally like $2 and I love him sm

A 3D printed propeller and batman symbol. The memory is vauge, but I went to a festival thing (maybe 2016?) and they had 3D printers and were letting kids make things for free. They let me make the propeller as a test and then I made the batman symbol

Will is boxer briefs (a costume department put him in a pair once and he found he preferred them)

Isaac is boxers (he needs the space -- WINK WINK BIG DICK)

Did people have a lot of good arguments against using private jets? Absolutely. They were all valid.

Did Sam listen to any of them? No, of course not. He had his reasons, but right now he only cared about one: the ability to let Charlie play with his fat cock mid-flight.

This was obviously going to happen, but there were a surprising number of options on the jet for places to fool around. He hadn't decided on one yet, but clearly she had, because Sam was in the middle of reading over a contract when he felt her hand on her shoulder, then saw her drop down in front of him.

She didn't even say anything to him, so Sam actually leaned his hands out of the way, still reading, while Charlie got to it. He actually read and annotated most of the contract as she undid his shirt, his pants, but it was when he felt her slap his cock on her tongue that he had to re-read that last sentence.

And then try again. And again. And again. Every time his cock slapped heavily and wetly on Charlie's outstretched tongue, the words in his head shook out.

"Well that's enough of that then," Sam declared, dropping the papers in the seat next to him, and turning all of his attention to Charlie. "Jesus Christ you're hot," he exclaimed, laughing. He grabbed the glass next to him and cursed when he saw it was empty. "Damn. I wish I had a drink for this." He threw back the dregs and ate the ice but then nodded for Charlie to continue.

Yes this was risky, and yes this was dangerous, but there really was no denying Maddy when she needed something.

Y'know, because this is all her fault. Will bears no responsibility whatsoever. He didn't tease her, and touch her, and taunt her, and pin her against a wall and kiss her deeply, where anyone can see, thus setting her off. When she got that look in her eye, she was like a rampaging animal, one that wouldn't stop until they tired themselves out, or were stopped.

Hence the parking garage.

Will didn't even have a car! It was just really easy to get into, and secluded... Kind of.

Whatever. You try making good decisions when you had a bombshell redhead demanding your dick!

You know what's a great decision, though? Letting said bombshell sink herself down on your thick, throbbing cock.

"Fucking hell," Will groaned. "Have you gotten tighter? Or has my dick gotten bigger?" He laughed, though he knew Maddy was barely paying attention. Once she got his cock in her, he knew she was basically lost to him, not really caring (if she was even listening) about anything he said, focused only on filling herself again and again.

So all Will really had to do was stand there, be strong and sturdy, and let her fuck herself stupid.