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Then I should definately mention the time I was out with my old crew mates Mike and Jimmy picking up bar whores. Mike was fucking the married one, Jimmy was fucking the fat divorced one and I was just along for the ride in hopes of getting some suckie-suckie. And a suckie-suckie I did indeed receive. The divorced mother of two gave a remarkable account of herself. I mean, she took my manhood, male issue and all. Yep, she was a swallower.

The time was 5:30am when I emerged from the bedroom in my dead-on Cosmo Kramer imitation: "Good morning!". The four long, tired faces looked not all that amused.

The Swallower gave myself and Mike a ride back to his place where I had my car parked, as Jimmy remained behind to plug Fatty.

Mike, to The Swallower, who was drinking a Mountain Dew: Let me have a sip of that.

The Swallower: Sure.

Mike: <glug glug glug>

Me, giggling: Hey Mike, are you enjoying that Dew?

Mike: Yeah, why?

Me: How do I taste?

Mike: Hmm?

Me: That pop your sharing? Who's mouth was on it first, but more importantly where was her mouth right before she shared it with you?

Mike: I'm going to throw up.

Me and The Swallower: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
 
RWC said:
Then I should definately mention the time I was out with my old crew mates Mike and Jimmy picking up bar whores. Mike was fucking the married one, Jimmy was fucking the fat divorced one and I was just along for the ride in hopes of getting some suckie-suckie. And a suckie-suckie I did indeed receive. The divorced mother of two gave a remarkable account of herself. I mean, she took my manhood, male issue and all. Yep, she was a swallower.

The time was 5:30am when I emerged from the bedroom in my dead-on Cosmo Kramer imitation: "Good morning!". The four long, tired faces looked not all that amused.

The Swallower gave myself and Mike a ride back to his place where I had my car parked, as Jimmy remained behind to plug Fatty.

Mike, to The Swallower, who was drinking a Mountain Dew: Let me have a sip of that.

The Swallower: Sure.

Mike: <glug glug glug>

Me, giggling: Hey Mike, are you enjoying that Dew?

Mike: Yeah, why?

Me: How do I taste?

Mike: Hmm?

Me: That pop your sharing? Who's mouth was on it first, but more importantly where was her mouth right before she shared it with you?

Mike: I'm going to throw up.

Me and The Swallower: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA


With material like this pap you don't really have a place calling anyone elses work sub-standard, buddy-boy.


Go get those divorced mothers though, you tiger!
 
With material like this pap you don't really have a place calling anyone elses work sub-standard

Yes I do. I received fellatio through charisma and diligence, and told a brief story about it. You sat on your ass dubbing gay music and subtitles over movie clips about something as far removed from interesting as one can get. I win.
 
RWC said:
With material like this pap you don't really have a place calling anyone elses work sub-standard

Yes I do. I received fellatio through charisma and diligence, and told a brief story about it. You sat on your ass dubbing gay music and subtitles over movie clips about something as far removed from interesting as one can get. I win.

Win what exactly?
 
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