Slob on my knob... like corn on the cob.
Check in with me... and do your job.
Lay on the bed... and give me head.
Don't have to ask... don't have to beg.
Juicy is my name... sex is my game.
Let's call the boys... let's run a train.
Squeeze on my nuts.
Lick on my butt.
The natural curly hair... please don't touch.
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
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Hey you sick fuck! Get a life. Its no wonder you have muscle bound men on your site. You are obviously a pole smoker who gives the courtesey of a reach around. You like men and it is obvious. You enjoy well hung men that will toss your salad frequently. You probably have hep-C or you know the whore with the HIV.
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