Things She Took

 

She took my breath away.  She took my soul.  She took my babies.  She took my keys.  She took my pride.  She took my wallet. She took my sperm without permission.  She took my sister Benny.  She took my hand.  She took my pen.  She took my nest egg.  She took my training advice.  She took my ruby belt buckle.  She took my SS Special Luger.  She took my laces and crossed them. She took my heart.  She took my reason for living.  She took my temp.  She took my creativity.  She took my seat.  She took my pail and sent a second wave of water across the walk.  She took my hands and placed them down at my sides and began again undoing my shirt.  She took my nob to enjoy herself.  She took my tokens of affection.  She took my penis in one hand and brought her mouth next to its head.  She took my training wheels off.  She took my blood pressure and pulse. She took my virginity.  She took my hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom where she took me over to her dresser.  She took my trailer home.  She took my photo.  She took my aunt and Mrs. Bilinska into another room.  She took my daughter's paperwork and asked about the $5.  She took my horse by the bridle and the bit.  She took my fingers between her teeth and held them gently. She took my great rough hand in both of hers.  She took my love and stomped it to the ground.  She took my marble chess set.  She took my other hand and with a naughty grin on her face she closed the door and pulled me towards the wooden coffee table.  She took my book.  She took my brother to the city where the woman lived. She took my height and weight.  She took my hand and dazzled me with a smile that God had designed to melt mortal men's hearts. She took my hand, and I felt a little energy zap as she peered at it and said in her London drawl, "Why don't we do a full work-up on you?" She took my fez.  She took my albums.  She took my glass. She took my name.  She took my cock in her hands and pulled it up and down.  She took my hand and we stood at the window looking out across the blackened valley. She took my rapidly hardening cock into her hot mouth.  She took my hand and tried to make me un-der-stand.  She took my left breast into her mouth and began sucking it.  She took my older sisters to ballet class.  She took my purse away.  She took my wife. She took my foreskin between her fingers and moved it up and down a few times. She took my sister Ruth. She took my son to a distant place and changed him into a calf.  She took my guitar.  She took my naan. She took my dog. She took my best boots.  She took my love away. She took my last chance at happiness.  She took my stirrups down. She took my spinach.  She took my balls up with her tongue and wiggled them around.  She took my dick in her mouth.  She took my glasses off and wiped my face.  She took my wrists. She took my image, did some editing, and claimed it as her own.  She took my older brother and I to Europe.  She took my hat and coat and hung them on the peg by the door.  She took my shoulder and again gently whispered, "There's Andy Rooney." She took my internet connection.  She took my loyalty and respect for the Queen herself.  She took my hand and led me into a huge gay amateur video bathroom.  She took my classes. She took my mother to a psychiatric emergency room for treatment. She took my elbow firmly and led me away to the baggage claim where I identified my bags.  She took my hands and bound them to Rick's thighs.  She took my file home with her.  She took my new chaddar, and next morning she did not give it back.  She took my sister and me to a better life.  She took my wife and me to a magic show. She took my hand and led me to the grassy area.  She took my mothers Olympus D460 zoom.  She took my heart and my mind, turned me to a life of crime.  She took my concerns seriously.  She took my ideas and developed them into a site that's fun to look at.  She took my horn and replaced it with four gems. She took my brothers skiing.  She took my jar of pennies. She took my hand one more time.  She took my cock out of her mouth and placed it between her gorgeous tits.  She took my pack.  She took my new friend Chibiusa.  She took my arm and put it on her tummy and went with her tongue over my face.  She took my heart, and without a word she tore it apart. She took my three dollars. She took my hand and said, "Mildred, I want you to promise me something."  She took my hand again and we walked to the restaurant.  She took my arm at street crossings.  She took my knife and dug down into the earth by the pomegranate tree. She took my input into consideration.  She took my sperm and took my money.  She took my order.  She took my kittens and I into her home.  She took my brother and me out every day in all seasons.  She took my trust in people.  She took my ability to get credit cards, loans or purchase a major ticket item without going through hours of red tape.  She took my t-shirt off.  She took my shoe.  She took my now nearly broken dick in hand and wrapped it tightly with a supple, tiny-diameter electrical cord, making sure that every part of it was tight.  She took my plate away.  She took my name and said she would send me a copy for free.  She took my insurance company to small claims court. She took my man away. She took my hand and dragged me into the kitchen to sit down with her, which she often did when she needed company or needed a puzzle solved.  She took my interview and I think she found me talented and able to do this work.  She took my comic book from my hands and said how about this.  She took my car, house, money, dog, and my five kids.  I really loved that car.  She took my hand and guided it over her body till I touched the places where she injected herself with insulin.  She took my pencil and told me to speak my thoughts while she wrote them down.  She took my neck in her teeth. She took my documents.  She took my prayer book.  She took my heart what a soul stripper tore me apart. She took my glance as an invitation to complain about her day.  She took my "Promotional Trade" theory and applied it to negotiating for a new job.  She took my two brothers to an old man who said he would really love to care for them. She took my family health history, gave me an exam, and sent me for a complete blood work up.  She took my case and said that I was able to afford her.  She took my story.  She took my left hand and repeated the process.  She took my dick in her mouth and began sucking and licking it.  She took my money and gave me a receipt.  She took my heart but I love her just the same.  She took my brother and me in her arms.  She took my hair out of the knot I keep it in and French-braided it.  She took my right arm and Will took my left as we walked into church.  She took my last seven dollars.  She took my cold latte and popped it in their microwave.  She took my great grandmother.  She took my math homework, ripped it up and threw it in the trash.  She took my tooth.  She took my dad on vacation when he was young.  She took my three-year-old sister to be vaccinated.  She took my driver's license.  She took my pride. She took my hand and said, "You still think I'm a bad girl?" She took my phone away and grounded me for I don't know how long.

 

 

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