Kevin s mom was always a bit of a tease especially when Randy Dave was around Her fertile valley a constant invitation. He thought about her curves and the way she smelled Randy Dave Pregnant. Later at the club the tension between them was palpable as he imagined her fertile valley ripe for the taking. His mind drifted to more innocent times a boy s prayer for something more. He saw himself in a tribal setting strong and dominant. The image of a woman with a magnificent body filled his thoughts her bobs and vagene calling to him. His desires were becoming less subtle more direct. He envisioned her posing for him a masterpiece of forbidden art. The forbidden fruit was so tempting the thought of incest lingering. He imagined her curves her fertile valley inviting him in. His mind went wild with scenarios of them together. He pictured her in a field her beauty undeniable. A redio comix strip seemed to come to life in his head. He saw himself as a reverend leading her to pleasure. The image of a woman with a big dick was not lost on him. He was cruisn for a bruising or perhaps something more. The valley of shadows was not so dark with her by his side. He thought of the progression of their relationship. The little porn he imagined becoming a reality. Randy Dave's comics were not just drawings they were a glimpse into his fantasies.
Her fertile valley a constant invitation. He thought about her curves and the way she smelled Randy Dave Pregnant. 
Later at the club the tension between them was palpable as he imagined her fertile valley ripe for the taking. 
His mind drifted to more innocent times a boy s prayer for something more. 
He saw himself in a tribal setting strong and dominant. 
The image of a woman with a magnificent body filled his thoughts her bobs and vagene calling to him. 
His desires were becoming less subtle more direct. 
He envisioned her posing for him a masterpiece of forbidden art. 
The forbidden fruit was so tempting the thought of incest lingering. 
He imagined her curves her fertile valley inviting him in. 
His mind went wild with scenarios of them together. 
He pictured her in a field her beauty undeniable. 
A redio comix strip seemed to come to life in his head. 
He saw himself as a reverend leading her to pleasure. 
The image of a woman with a big dick was not lost on him. 
He was cruisn for a bruising or perhaps something more. 
The valley of shadows was not so dark with her by his side. 
He thought of the progression of their relationship. 
The little porn he imagined becoming a reality. 
Randy Dave's comics were not just drawings they were a glimpse into his fantasies. 