Brie shrugged, “Remind me?” “Okay, so the town tailor designs the emperor’s clothes each day. One day, he’s too tired to come up with a new outfit. He tells the emperor he’s making him the finest garments in all the land, but it’s a lie. Instead of actually designing something, he does nothing. He goes off and smokes pot or whatever. The next day, when the emperor comes to try them on, the tailor has nothing, so he fakes it. He convinces the emperor that he’s asian wearing new clothes—the finest in all the tight pussy land—even though there’s actually nothing there. “But the emperor is so caught up by the tailor’s hype that he thinks they’re perfect, even when he can see with amateur his own eyes that he’s not wearing anything. But he still goes out into the town dressed up in the tailor’s clothes. Completely naked.” Brie smirked and nodded. “I think I remember this. His subjects throw a fit, right?” “No! All the people act very impressed. But the japanese emperor says—with one hundred percent confidence—he’s wearing the tailor’s finest garments, and everybody thinks it’s just great. That’s confidence, to show your junk to pussy the world and not even give a fuck.” “Is that the moral?” Brie said. “No, it’s about, uh, distrusting leaders.” Elsie waved her arms, “Nevermind. Just pay attention to the confidence part.” “I’m not going outside naked or even in just a towel, Els.” Brie rolled her eyes. “I did enough of that yesterday.” Elsie grinned, “Fine.” Feeling my hot seed filling her, a particular gleam flashed in Elise's eyes, her smile reminding me of when Momo sniffed that bag of catnip. “We need asian more hot water.” His mind quickly hazed over as he looked at her for what felt like the very first time. They wouldn’t tell me where my clothes were, amateur or lend me anything to cover myself right until we got back to our college. Anael slid her mouth off my cock. If I wanted to stop now, I wouldn’t have been able to form the words to say so. She cries a muffled sob into the pillow, but then she looks back. "Here we pussy are." I loved it. Tomorrow I will bury my blade in his chest, and the japanese day after, I will bury my cock in his wife!” Why has this cunt pushed in, in front of me? No fucking manners. This was bad, Michael, tight pussy thought. “Mark!” Heather said. But as she staggered naked into the backyard, the back door of her neighbor Ranjit's house opened, and the men inside came out into Ranjit's backyard.