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Dec 2017
Rubber band, a ******* smell, I smell your tires in the cold winter, as i ******* to the sounds of a running engine.
My dino-size **** fits right in the gas tank, i pump the gas out while my other ***** stares at the next house neighbor
She's wearing a miniskirt, i always knew she was slutty being all blushy when she looked at the tip of my forehead.
We went skinny dipping once in high school before she turned into a slug ******* succubus, i took my ******* and threw it at her front door.
"Is this for me," She asked, plucking eyebrows intensively.
"No it's not, it's brand new from amazon," I said as i stretched my tongue around her neck, licking every pixel of her sweaty ***.
"But you can come to my tea party," I smiled.
Mother was not pleased with the choice of my beverage so i moved to California where winters were warmer.

Silver Heinsaar
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Silver Heinsaar  27/M/Estonia
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