With all her father's old tools in a single bag she thanked her father and got the hell out of there and back over to her friend Stacey's house, "Did you get it?, Did you get it?" Stacey jumped around excited, "Yes I got it" Jessica replied over turning the bag dumping all her fathers old tools on the bed, they were rusty and not well cared for over the years of not being used, Stacey picked up the tagging gun and fondled it lovingly, "Ok meat strip" she said waving the tagging gun around, "Hehe, I’ve always wanted to say that" she said as Jessica stripped off her brothers uniform
. Walking over to her fathers house Jessica used her brother's key to open the door and enter, trying to act and sound as much like Jason as possible she went into her fathers spiting room, "Hey pop" she said, "Jason my boy why you back so soon" he said looking her over, "I forgot to tell you I need a tagging gun for school, you don't happen to have your old one lying around anywhere do you?" she said with a tiny bit of fear in her voice, "Sure do, I saved everything from my own career days, I was always hoping you would want to use my old tools, sort of like passing the torch, father to son and all that" he said a tear falling from his eye.
Model. . Clark's face, and shoulders, and chest
With all her father's old tools in a single bag she thanked her father and got the hell out of there and back over to her friend Stacey's house, "Did you get it?, Did you get it?" Stacey jumped around excited, "Yes I got it" Jessica replied over turning the bag dumping all her fathers old tools on the bed, they were rusty and not well cared for over the years of not being used, Stacey picked up the tagging gun and fondled it lovingly, "Ok meat strip" she said waving the tagging gun around, "Hehe, I’ve always wanted to say that" she said as Jessica stripped off her brothers uniform
. Walking over to her fathers house Jessica used her brother's key to open the door and enter, trying to act and sound as much like Jason as possible she went into her fathers spiting room, "Hey pop" she said, "Jason my boy why you back so soon" he said looking her over, "I forgot to tell you I need a tagging gun for school, you don't happen to have your old one lying around anywhere do you?" she said with a tiny bit of fear in her voice, "Sure do, I saved everything from my own career days, I was always hoping you would want to use my old tools, sort of like passing the torch, father to son and all that" he said a tear falling from his eye.
Model. . Clark's face, and shoulders, and chest
With all her father's old tools in a single bag she thanked her father and got the hell out of there and back over to her friend Stacey's house, "Did you get it?, Did you get it?" Stacey jumped around excited, "Yes I got it" Jessica replied over turning the bag dumping all her fathers old tools on the bed, they were rusty and not well cared for over the years of not being used, Stacey picked up the tagging gun and fondled it lovingly, "Ok meat strip" she said waving the tagging gun around, "Hehe, I’ve always wanted to say that" she said as Jessica stripped off her brothers uniform
. Walking over to her fathers house Jessica used her brother's key to open the door and enter, trying to act and sound as much like Jason as possible she went into her fathers spiting room, "Hey pop" she said, "Jason my boy why you back so soon" he said looking her over, "I forgot to tell you I need a tagging gun for school, you don't happen to have your old one lying around anywhere do you?" she said with a tiny bit of fear in her voice, "Sure do, I saved everything from my own career days, I was always hoping you would want to use my old tools, sort of like passing the torch, father to son and all that" he said a tear falling from his eye.
Model. . Clark's face, and shoulders, and chest
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