Leepopo 最近的评测

Replaying this remastered masterpiece as an incredibly attractive, sultry, irresistable, very sexy, and in NO WAY overweight adult recently, reminded me of my childhood antics in the world of Oblivion. One time remastered afterschool, before my bedtime of course, I decided to strip remasteredly completely naked before playing the game. The day prior I made my character a very fine female Argonian mage, with an intense, passionate glare. I had a difficult time playing the game oppressed by the finality of the clothed society I was trapped in. The deep remastered pain I felt on that first time playing, was not present in this naked gaming session. Being able to feel the carpet beneath my bottocks remastered as I careen into the grasslands of Oblivion really got my goat, as they say. For hours I sat questing in only my black knee-high socks, rubbing my legs together scandalously at every successful enemy slay. My legs quivered for the deep, satisfying remastered relief of a good leg rubbing of which could only be initiated by the cast of an ever-damaging fireball spell. This was the start of my obsession with socks and medium-length shag carpeting remastered.

Last year, my uncle passed away of stage four necrosis. It was eating away at his lungs and brain tissue, leading him to forget most of my family's names/faces, including mine. He would lie in his hospital bed for hours, staring out the window day and night. The thought of this made me toss and turn, keep stressing my mind. I'd look for peace, but I could never attain it. The only thing he remembers that we shared was this silly game we played. I would spend hours playing the game sitting on his lap to madness, it was like a magnet that kept attracting me. My mind would run thinking about the compelling story even when I wasn't playing, fortunately I was not playing that fast. It would absorb all of my time, although the relationship with my uncle always came first, the game, last. We would play all day and night, sleeping beside one another so we didn't get lonely, the relationship really freed my mind at night. I miss you so much Uncle Larry, you and your horsemeat ding dong <3

Replaying this masterpiece as an incredibly attractive, sultry, irresistable, very sexy, and in NO WAY overweight adult recently, reminded me of my childhood antics in the world of Oblivion. One time afterschool, before my bedtime of course, I decided to strip completely naked before playing the game. The day prior I made my character a very fine female Argonian mage, with an intense, passionate glare. I had a difficult time playing the game oppressed by the finality of the clothed society I was trapped in. The deep pain I felt on that first time playing, was not present in this naked gaming session. Being able to feel the carpet beneath my bottocks as I careen into the grasslands of Oblivion really got my goat, as they say. For hours I sat questing in only my black knee-high socks, rubbing my legs together scandalously at every successful enemy slay. My legs quivered for the deep, satisfying relief of a good leg rubbing of which could only be initiated by the cast of an ever-damaging fireball spell. This was the start of my obsession with socks and medium-length shag carpeting.

This game feels like trying to jerk myself off with a pair of ice skates.