pathological lier too huh??
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no not me
well yes aout the phone π
well I heard this song again and I just got carried away in my fantasies
*about*
back up to pathalogical liar again
well I heard this song again and I just got carried away in my fantasies
aww, im in your fantasy. im so happy π
aww, im in your fantasy. im so happy π
:p
but you didn't reply, so I had to take someone else
*throws monitor out window*
Why am i so unlucky!!
Why am i so unlucky!!
go listen to the song again π
I chose another one; I want your sex (george michael)
I need a slave... *sigh*
I am going to get that song right now, we will listen together
Canci, i am not a liar, i dont care what kind of feeling you get, im not one.
Canci, i am not a liar, i dont care what kind of feeling you get, im not one.
I was teassssssssssssing
now where was Iβ ..aha! the belt
you can keep my belt as a gift. I want your bra though
Take it off and dance around a pole. Be my fantasy!
ok fine, i will dance around the pole, sheesh
I can do pole dancing, it's great fun
how would you know? π
ok then, go dance..i see it now.
ok then, go dance..i see it now.
well there's this club in Ghent, with poles and me and a my girl friend started dancing round them (we even kissed), all the guys druuuuuuuuling like crazy.
I know, i am too'......tell me more sexy stories π
can you handle girls kissing?
You know, you once started a topic; sexy sex?? I LIKED IT!!!
π thanks, i have a few ideas if you like to hear...
shoot!!!!
ok but you owe me one, your lucky im not in a shy mood today you sexy hot girl
I can make you do anything!!! right?
You're making me curious
aaaaaaaaaaahhhh, killing me killing me KILLING MEEEEEEEEEE
Le sang se pr?cipitant par toi, la fum?e des informations parasites, la chaleur de la ma chambre ? coucher vide faisant ? tout une tache floue. vous sentez votre corps ?tant frott?, touch?, des glissades d'un doigt dans le coeur de votre sexe, l?vres serr?es contre le mien. Vous roulez doucement sur votre estomac, et vos hanches tir?es vers l'arri?re avec votre ?ne dans le ciel, je sens la glissi?re douce de la chair dans le v?tre, et la pression chaude de mon robinet contre vos l?vres. Vous le prenez dans votre bouche et match les courses, le serrant profond?ment dans votre gorge, semblant continuer pour les heures, la poign?e de mes mains viriles de lapin dans vos cheveux, les cris approximatifs, les directions chuchot?es et des g?missements ; la duret? que vous prenez dans votre bouche est d'abord entour?e par les cheveux qui ?taient aussi noirs que le minuit ; les mains saisissant votre arri?re caressant maintenant, elle est comme si vous ?tes imbib?s du fait mer chaude, d'abord su
Here is my favorite one to tell
The blood rushing through you, the smoke of the hash, the heat of the my empty bedroom making everything a blur. you feel your body being stroked, touched, a finger slips into the heart of your sex, lips pressed against mine. You roll gently onto your stomach, and your hips pulled backward with your ass in the air, I feel the smooth slide of flesh into yours, and the warm press of my cock against your lips.
The blood rushing through you, the smoke of the hash, the heat of the my empty bedroom making everything a blur. you feel your body being stroked, touched, a finger slips into the heart of your sex, lips pressed against mine. You roll gently onto your stomach, and your hips pulled backward with your ass in the air, I feel the smooth slide of flesh into yours, and the warm press of my cock against your lips.
You take it into your mouth and match the strokes, pressing it deep into your throat, seeming to go on for hours, the grip of my manly bunny hands in your hair, the rough cries, the whispered directions and moans ; the hardness you take into your mouth is first surrounded by hair that was as black as midnight; the hands gripping your rear now caressing, It is as if you are soaked in that warm sea, first on your knees, then on your back, then your side, surrounded by warm lips and gentle hands. The fire flares up brightly for hours, hot, burning out in a burst of heat and light, and
and we are left sweaty and breathless on a leapord waterbed speechless and intwined in eachothers arms
agaaaaain π’
your so hard to please
i just translated it in english so you dont get a headache
you can just copy/paste and I'm happy again!! π
sex is good when you have a headache
no hoo, i dont think so...its your turn now π
Im dying to see your bad side
Well, I LIKED your version. Sorry for being so demanding :p Now my version??
I've got the feeling there will be a lot of cookiemonstering
yea, you seem to have some good stories ππ
I've got the feeling there will be a lot of cookiemonstering
I just burst out laughing
I just burst out laughing
π ssst concentration
I'm half way... I had to brainstorm first!!!!
Lol, ok...no rush...
HURRY UP!!! ππ
HURRY UP!!! ππ
this must be goooooooooooooood π You are the bomb....sex bomb
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