“well that dick ain’t gonna meet itself jamari.”

i love the people in my life.
that was the text discussion i was having with a fox last week.
i was ranting how i needed some pipe.
selective pipe.
the type of pipe with a nice pair of these:

…
(whew)
sittin’ just right.
sure it may not be “good dick” stroke wise,
but nothing wrong with a visual nut right?
last regular basic hybrid i gave a chance was a snore.
he fucked me to sleep.
literally.

“jack’d?”.

oh that place.
how we always go back to social sites when the going gets… hard.
after downloading the app again,
i decided to try something different this time…

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