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#rental
Check all the tires, worn to the mark Whoa now, the engine light on The cab smells of **** or maybe a deed That makes a ***** blush and grin Papers are signed, now your's and not mine Take a wild ride, on the road When ya hit 65, rocky the ride The tire in the rear, it explodes The tow truck arrives Thank god you're alive Your passenger too, although shook Vows you will make, thank god for the brakes You'll never do that....again
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Aug 10, 2024
Aug 10, 2024 at 8:01 AM UTC
If only, I had checked!
O’Silky smooth ballsac Stuck to my leg Ever-presence defines manhood As tree defines fruit And as fruit defines tree. Ne'er such a sense Overwhelmed my hot-spot As this dangling (oval, skin and nerves of) Oily pouch I cream. Yet A line as destructive As the San Andreas Fault- O divine chafe You reduce me You erode me As if we rented ******* Bikes
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Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 6:44 AM UTC
Scrotal Wound