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10/09/11(Sun)20:52 No.30422880Fairly cloppy, though I could have made it more so
She rolls up against you. Any other time, you'd protest. But this time, you really can't say anything. Her soft, plump breasts press against you, as she kisses you. You want to say something, but you can't help yourself as you return her affection. It's all you can do to grab at her. Love handles? No, they're part of the woman you love. You grab at her, the piece of woman that you love. As you throw her on to the couch, demanding why the media is running everything like this, you forget it all. There she is, her curly pink hair and everything else taunting you. You can't help yourself as you kiss her. Her lips meet yours, loving the situation. She holds you in her arms. We should stay for the party, she says. You can't deny her. After all, every time she drags you out to a party, good things happen at the end of the night. She rubs the tent in your pants, knowing it will be serviced laters.
Any more requests? The cloppier the better. (humanized only) |