Help me Barrett. I am a certified nympho. I need you to Fuck me now. I
must be ovulating. I am so aroused and have so much adrenaline I could
run to fucking Texas. Just been outside into stupid fucking world
where there was fucking NO SIGN OF YOU so what's the fucking point of
a world with no you, but I digress due to extraordinary lust, to get
australian dollars for Jess am now wasted on the couch. Can't breathe
and have massive erection. Clit boner whatever the fucking Fuck it's
called. I got it. I want your COCK. I love you. I'm going in the bath.
Bought some new bubble bath at the shop. It's a nice shaped bottle.
Could masturbate with it. Will think of my beautiful brother. That's
you. Snarl at me you fucking pig.

On 12/8/10, Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> wrote:

Poor little soapy bossoms. Do you still have the flu? Sorry I haven't made
the video yet, I didn't make it home until late and now I have to sleep
again. Apparently I don't have to go in till after lunch tomorrow so I'll
cater to your CLIT BONER in the morning after I get my beauty sleep. Mouth,
nipple, suck. Love. Nipple.

On Tue, Dec 7, 2010 at 10:56 PM, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <
emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:

Scene 1 Emma awake in deepest darkest England having coughing fit.
Need Barrett Brown. Just him. Love him. I love you Barrett Brown.

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Regards,

Barrett Brown
512-560-2302