Based on "the greedy the people" by e.e. cummingsthe angry the girls(as he as can try)they shriek and they bitchand they die for a wishthough flowers in the meadowssay Peacethe lovely the boys(as soft as can she)they pose and they. Do you understand slut?”I nodded my head. “Now, I had to fly all the way down here, and watch the video of you getting fucked by that fat cabbie and my husband. I’m horny, and you owe me bitch.” I stared at her, not understanding. She laughed, and grabbed me by the hair, pulling me to a large chair. She slapped me and forced me to my knees.She sat down, and spread her thighs. Her pussy was just in front of my face, bald, except for the small landing strip, dripping, and smelling oddly sweet. “I. Her protests were merely cosmetic for her legs opened just as soon as her body hit his bed, and her first orgasm started when his fingers found the right spot between them.He put his key in the lock and threw his bag into the corner of the hall. Shit, what a day, well that's the end to this term exams; next week spring break started."Kelly, are you in yet?" he called out."Yeah, upstairs," she called out, "please come up." he mounted the stairs and knocked on her door."Hi Phil," she smiled at. One for guys a few years ago, and then one this year about girls. Men and women. You know? Anyway, the thing is that we are all kind of on a line from liking women only at one end, and then liking only men at the other. Understand? So whether you like one or the other is kinda like natural, and liking both can be natural too." "What? Where'd you hear this stuff anyway?" "Maggie, it isn't a secret. It's in books and shit." "You mean I can love Naomi and wanna fuck you too? I mean, in theory, you.

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