As u can watch, one time Daisy had warmed herself up with her naughty banter that babe turned into a crazed sex kitten or should I say, “Kitten-Kong?” This Babe just couldn’t appear to be to acquire sufficiently pecker! This Babe craved it as does a dude dying of thirst in the desert, want a lengthy kewl glass of water. This Babe pummelled and abased me until I had been squashed into our noted IKEA bed. No IKEA robot could possibly simulate the torture that Daisy Rock meted out on our couch that day. I’d say that it would be like dropping a big car, loaded with luggage, on the ottoman from fifty feet up! There was no stopping our Daisy from her wantonness and it is a wonder that I, Jim Slide, am still alive to tell the tale. So, while, you’re pawing u way throughout the scene, spare a thought for I, who need to perform far beyond what is duty tied and I do it entirely for u, my brethren!! ha-ha-ha