Jamie Valentine is Bubble Caged

Salty, but that was expected. Other than that this isn’t too bad. I look at the fire, noticing Poochyena already curled into a ball and asleep not too far from the fire. I smile at the relatively small and fluffy Pokemon, watching the gentle rise and fall of his underwater sides in the consistent pattern of sleep. I glance over and see that Growlithe is still eating. I stare back at the fire and eat my food. Thinking about my day and what my journey ahead will bring. There’s so much that could happen. I just have to make the best of whatever comes at me! A large yawn suddenly makes its way out of me and I giggle. I am getting pretty tired. After sucking down the rest of my food I place my dirty plate to the side and look at my Pokemon again. Poochyena is still sleeping by the now dying fire and Growlithe has almost nibbled his way through his bowl. I hope he’s alright, he just seems so odd. I shake the thoughts off and head into my tent to go to sleep. I’ve got tons of adventuring to do! Once inside I zip the tent flap almost all the way closed, leaving it open enough for either Poochyena or Growlithe to make their way in if they’d like to cuddle and sleep. After stripping off my clothes and adjusting to the cooler cloth on my bare butt, I grab my electric lantern blowjob from my bag and turn it on. sex It nicely illuminates the whole of the tent’s interior. Next I start looking for one of my books, preferably one with some info on my new companions, but an will do for a lil before bed reading. As I look for them I discover something I know I didn’t pack, a bottle of vodka. I withdraw the thick glass bottle and examine it. Here’s for celebrating! I remember how much you like this stuff. Love Danny. I can’t but to laugh at Danny’s joke about me loving this stuff. Boy thinks because he gets you liquored up once that you’re a partier. Pfft! I mean it’s not terrible but cumshot I’m not that into booze either. Regardless tonight is as much a call for celebration as any! I dig around in where my utensils are kept, knowing that if he put this in here he must’ve.. Aha! A second later, the little shit was staring wide-eyed into my grinning face, pissing his trousers as his lips trembled. underwater sex From her hips up to her breasts and back down. “If you want to, that is”, he added. The scent of her was all he could smell as he breathed her in. Her supple, shapely breasts rose and fell as she inhaled air, her breath coming in short bursts. It didn’t take all that long before all the ladies were at the dining room table each throwing in ideas about the wedding. And oh did they complete it. “Cum in me, Becky!” hissed the redheaded slut. “So Ryan; does that thing on her clit help with cumshot this Persistent Genital Cumming Disorder.” Mark knew how this was going to end. She nodded her head, blowjob her cheeks going pink.