“You’re a… you’re a crazy meanie,” she whined incredulously while protectively clutching her breasts.
And then she giggled, her green eyes sparkling with delight.
Crazy Meanie
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“You’re a… you’re a crazy meanie,” she whined incredulously while protectively clutching her breasts.
And then she giggled, her green eyes sparkling with delight.
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My girl, GentleSpirit
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…and as he pulled the clover clamps out of his bag, her eyes widened and she gasped, “Don’t do it, Crazy Meanie!”
His eyes narrowed and with an evil grin he said, “Brace yourself, girl.”
Aww… you remembered!
Yes. Yes, you are. The green eyed girl said it well.
There is something about flashing between that incredulousness of how mean a dear sadist can be/is (did he really do that? omg!) and then how sweet and loving and empathetic you are. It really tickles my weird sense of humour.
I am still in awe at how turned on the whole game makes me. That is a whole different side of the fun too!