We're lying in bed...you're gently stroking my thigh higher, higher, until your hand rests on my pussy and you feel how wet I am already. You continue to read me Hipsterotica entries as I listen to the new Snow Patrol album and get wetter and wetter - I can't take it any longer, and beg you to put your mouth on me until I cum.
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2 Comments:
At 5:16 PM, not-on-display said…
I can't tell if this is a joke or not. If it's a joke, then it's funny. If it's not a joke, well, then, high self-esteem has its perks, I guess. And at least you're having a good time.
At 11:07 PM, Paul said…
oh recursion! you devil.
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