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2016-04-09 03:23:20 Post No. 14806948
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I was out riding my mustang and I couldn't focus on anything except how I had to escort my daughter to a fiesta later.
I didn't mind much because there may be some good looking cougars there.
>later that night
My daughter Victoria and I had finished our pinto bean soup and were getting ready for the fiesta. It was always a chore to get her ready for anything. You see she was a Scorpio, and I a Taurus. We clashed often, but generally kept a good tempo with one another.
She walked out of her room and looked beautiful. More beautiful than the galaxy itself.
I had on my best suit and her in a beautiful dress. She hopped on her bronco and I on my mustang and we made the expedition.
We arrived on Everest St. And tied off Windstar and freestar.
Victoria ran off to see her friends. There was a hilarious oversized piñata in the shape of a zephyr out back. Weird freestyle music playing up front.
I looked around, and suddenly there she was. The cougar I hoped would be here. Miss Sierra. The way her dress fit every contour of her body. She glanced my way. I nervously looked away, but it was too late. Like a falcon she swooped in on me. I wasn't going to pretend I didn't like it. I knew exactly where this was headed.
We waited for the right moment to escape to the back room.
Behind closed doors Miss Sierra was quite the explorer with her tongue. We had barely started and I was already near the edge.
It had been so long.
I picked her up and sat her on the bed. She pulled her legs behind her head. I never knew she had so much flex.
This was too much for me to handle. I pressed myself into her. Our fusion of passion caused us both to C-max at the same time.
Just at that moment Victoria burst in the door. Someone had given her a crown she wanted she show me.
I was horribly embarrassed.
This made for a long ride home as she reminded me of the day the courier brought us a letter saying her mother had died.
I apologized for my foolish endeavor.
We rode home in silence.
Ford sucks
