About me: my eyes first thing in the morning. cyrus could
you just bend a little more while you mop the
floor? just so that my eyes believe they saw a
nipple. just one tiny brown, stick wet thing. I
have come to love this, lying prone, spying on
your ample bosom held captive in the tightest of
blouse, you wear only two colours? a red and a
green one. yes I'm sure there's no bra,
why else would your tits be pointy when wet with
sweat. could you just not tell grandpa if you find
my penis half exposed
