The Fishing Group
By: AWC When Gene Weise recently got alone, he sat for hours out on the swing in the gazebo of his back patio, thinking what else the mother fucking girls want from a man. He had given his girlfriend a fucking with positively 8” long, thicker like a horse, healthy, strong cock in her pussy, cared for her, loved her, honored her but then one day she suddenly decided that she needed to be somewhere else and was gone leaving him to do all the thinking. The house was large and he had got it for a...