He once stormed in on their father
– hip deep in pussy – and shouted, “Who’s eating my Cap’n Crunch?” Predictably, he was smacked
across the room. Redtube She had to leave. That must be
the weed. But he had come to enjoy the hell out of it. “No, Batman. Was she responsible? Reynolds wants it. I just wanted him to go down on me first.”
“He doesn’t understand that. He’s confused and he can get a little aggressive. The smell of grilled beef and chicken drifted into the kitchen while
Josh and Mrs. You can’t be too careful.”
This wasn’t about marijuana. “Give this bitch a shower, Batman,” she said and walked over to stand just behind Marcia’s
head, bookending her with Jerrod. “Jerrod, wait! Eight months of licking and smelling a pussy he couldn’t fuck had made Josh
an angry young man.
