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The Pick Up

the club is not the place to be so the bar is where you'll find me with my girlfriend doing shots scanning the room and catching nods your eyes hang in the smoky air come on over, if you dare trust me, I'll give you a chance surely you see that, in my glance my friend and I are laughing like girls do my magnetic eyes push and pull at you starring, you haven't looked away I can see the interest, you convey another shot the bartender places confused, he gestures and your glass raises I smile as my girlfriend whispers, he's cute toasting you, we lift our shots and shoot I won't beg you to on come over but it's only wasting time until you come closer the possibilities, I foresee I'm already in love with your body in confidence, over you saunder in my mind the question, I ponder obviously I see, you're in to me but what about my friend... are you into three?
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Cne
For You?
Written by
Cne
Published
Apr 6, 2017
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Just thinking out loud. Lol

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#girls#drinking#adult#bars#attraction#shots#magnetic#threesome
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