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Geschreven door: crustybunger Categorie: Waargebeurd Label(s): Dood, Pijpen, Romance, Snuff The evening wind whispered a cool hello to Greta as she walked home that evening. Greta felt her nipples harden through her blouse and her pink 34B 82% nylon, 12% spandex 6% silk seamless elegant and sexy push-up brassiere with seamless soft molded cups, elegant sheer straps, and a low sexy V-cut center neckline. Greta’s huge pink upturned nipples hardened perceptively and she suddenly felt a sudden decrease in blood pressure that could have resulted in fainting. Greta sat down on a bench and was suddenly overtaken by indigestion, & nausea. Her huge areolas bubbled perceptively in the cool evening air. Her nipple shafts were long, hard and upturned. “Oh my golly gosh goodness!” said Greta “I felt the cool evening wind . That made my nipples hard. I have huge nipples. Lucky for me that I have this pink 34B 82% nylon, 12% spandex 6% silk seamless elegant and sexy push-up brassiere with seamless soft molded cups, elegant sheer straps, and a low sexy V-cut center neckline. It’s the only brassiere that covers my huge nipples well. In any event, the cool wind made the blood rush to my huge pink upturned nipples, hardening them when I suddenly felt a sudden decrease in blood pressure that could have resulted in fainting. I sat down on this bench and was suddenly overtaken by indigestion, & nausea.” Suddenly Greta felt abdominal discomfort, agitation, anxiety, constipation, decreased sex drive, diarrhea and loose stools, bloating, dry mouth, fatigue, gas, dry eyes and mouth, decreased appetite, chills, inability to sleep, and hives. Greta still felt nauseous and she forcefully expulsed the contents of her stomach through her mouth and nose; vomiting gelatinous chunks of bile into the cool evening. Greta looked down at the gelatinous chunks of retchy puke she ralphed. “No wonder I threw up” exclaimed Greta, “My stomach was full of puke!” Greta’s cell phone rang. “Hello, this is Greta on my cellular telephone.” said Greta. “Greta, this is Robert. I’m calling you on your cellular telephone because I am in urgent need of a loud and sloppy helmet scrub” said Robert. He was referring to the way Greta would put the head of his penis into her mouth and loudly slurp her tongue around the mushroom head of his rock hard shwantzolla. “Romance! How romantic! Maybe that would do me some good.” replied Greta, “I’m sitting now because I was just walking and the cool night air made my nipples hard. You know, I have huge nipples. Lucky for me that I have on my pink 34B 82% nylon, 12% spandex 6% silk seamless elegant and sexy push-up big nipple brassiere with seamless soft molded cups, elegant sheer straps, and a low sexy V-cut center neckline. It’s the only brassiere that covers my huge nipples well. In any event, the cool wind made the blood rush to my huge pink upturned nipples, hardening them when I suddenly felt a sudden decrease in blood pressure that could have resulted in fainting. I sat down on this bench and was suddenly overtaken by indigestion, & nausea. Suddenly I felt abdominal discomfort, agitation, anxiety, constipation, decreased sex drive, diarrhea and loose stools, bloating, dry mouth, fatigue, gas, dry eyes and mouth, decreased appetite, chills, inability to sleep, and hives. I still felt nauseous so I forcefully expulsed the contents of my stomach through my mouth and nose; vomiting gelatinous chunks of bile into the cool evening. It was gross, but that’s what Jesus wanted. Who am I to complain? I feel much better now. I’m moist and a little horny. I‘m glad you called me on my cellular telephone” Greta shifted slightly and her pink 34B 82% nylon, 12% spandex 6% silk seamless elegant and sexy push-up brassiere with seamless soft molded cups, elegant sheer straps, and a low sexy V-cut center neckline shifted slightly on her thin upper body allowing her huge nippled breasts to shift slightly in the aforementioned big nipple push-up brassiere. Greta felt as comfortable as sexy allows. Greta thought about what it would be like to give Robert a loud and sloppy helmet scrub. Greta had tried to suck on Robert’s shwantz but his cock smelled like old pepperoni, ammonia, old fish and arm pit. Greta decided to tea bag him, but his balls were rank. They smelled like ammonia, limburger and, old sweat socks. Greta skipped sucking his sack and tried tossing his salad while giving him a reach around. His ass was hairy and his bunger was crusted over with stiff His poop hatch tasted like a dutch oven of rotting vegetation, air biscuits, flatus, cut cheese and quief. Greta decided to put the head of Robert’s penis into her mouth and loudly slurp her tongue around the mushroom head of his rock hard shwantzolla. Robert awoke her from her revelry. “After you give me a loud and sloppy helmet scrub I could give your tampon socket a sniff. I’ll tell you if it smells like a dead old goat or something of that nature. That way, if it doesn’t smell like a dead old goat or something of that nature, you can present it to any respectable man with confidence. You will know that your honey pot doesn’t smell like a dead old goat or something of that nature.” Robert explained, “Then I can come and sniff your snapper periodically so that if it ever does smell like a dead old goat or something of that nature, and you are unable to discern that on your own, I will be there to tell you. Then you will know that you are unable to discern if your box smells like a dead old goat or something of that nature on your own. I can continue to assist you by sniffing your meat wallet periodically on a preset schedule set to your convenience. ” Robert admired the satin luster of his richly detailed tortoise shell snuff box as he took a pinch of the dry European apricot smokeless tobacco nasal snuff within out with his pinky fingernail, brought it to his nose and awaited Greta’s reply. Greta knew giving Robert a loud and wet helmet scrub wouldn’t be like driving to St Louis. It wouldn’t be like waterskiing on a warm summer afternoon, knew that licking the piss slit of Robert’s groin sausage wouldn’t be like making meatballs by combining 1 pound of ground beef, 1/2 pound of ground lean pork,1/2 pound of ground veal,1 cup of Italian bread crumbs, 2 eggs, 4 cloves of chopped garlic, 2 teaspoons of oregano, 1 teaspoons of basil,1/2 teaspoons of rosemary, and 1/2 cup of chopped fresh parsley, mixing all the ingredients well and forming medium sized meatballs then frying them in small amounts of fat until they are brown. Greta considered going home and putting on her size 3 light weight cotton skirt with a tiny petal print running through the skirt, and a large floral print along the hem. She knew she could count on the skirt’s amazing pleats at the bust area to give her perky 34B breasts a flattering look. Greta knew she wouldn’t wear her pink 34B 82% nylon, 12% spandex 6% silk seamless elegant and sexy push-up brassiere with seamless soft molded cups, elegant sheer straps, and a low sexy V-cut center neckline with the aforementioned skirt. Forgoing the comfortable fit, the ultra-soft lining, the smooth, contoured shape and the superior figure enhancing effect of the fine brassiere, Jeanie was counting on the size 3 light weight cotton skirt’s amazing pleats at the bust area to give her perky 34B breasts a flattering look. To wear her pink 34B 82% nylon, 12% spandex 6% silk seamless elegant and sexy push-up brassiere with the size 3 light weight cotton skirt would be superfluous considering the skirt’s amazing pleats at the bust which would give any woman’s bust a flattering look. The evening blew cool through thistle bramble and pine. Greta thought about the eggplant parmesan she had the previous week. Her pussy was fragrant like a seafood gumbo that had been sitting in the sun for 4 days. She needed a douche - a device used to introduce a stream of mixed with vinegar into her vagina. had a mud flap lesbo philodendron. Twas a massive vine and it made Greta talk all biblical with the thou’s and the thee’s. “Verily I sayeth unto thee, he was a man whose genitals were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of horses.” (Ezekiel 23:20) said Greta as Richard snorted the dry European apricot smokeless tobacco nasal snuff. Soon it was October 11 1958 and the United States launched its first moon rocket named “Pioneer”. It was not a success. Pioneer reached a distance of 79,212 miles from Earth before falling into the Pacific Ocean, so on December 21 Charles de Gaulle was elected President of France. Greta’s psoriasis kicked in with its inflammation and scaly patches. 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