"Remember remember, do crimes in November."
It was a tiny brown banana in banana-colored liquid, almost an optical illusion. A water so clean you could stick a straw or your dick in it and drink up through the hole. I ate her out and the cuntbubble popped in my face. It would only be worsies if you gets herpes. But you can relax: nurses have never been murdered less than nowadays. Put on your hair and step into the city and take a big whiff.
Stinking habit. You can't fuck drunks for a living.
I won a kissing contest. Who knows? Maybe I came in second.
It's never too late to start reinventing yourself!
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