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An urban legend of what happened one afternoon. It was hot! “I can’t do this” she screamed. “Hold on, daddy, momma’s coming.” (She’s on her way.) The humidity of the summer air made her gentle curls frizz up on the picturesque afternoon under the giant oak tree. The picnic had been planned for weeks but was under attack from pesky fire ants. They were in heaven… but also ella’s clothes (also heaven). She screamed and started stripping immediately. “Zamnnnnnn beefy energy right there. That’s what I like to see!” “WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU??????” annnnnnd then they started making out. Ella’s naked. Theeeeeee end.
God ella’s sex story makes me giddy.
Someone who is clinically insane. These people usually seem cute and adorable on the outside but once you get to know them they are secretly INSANE.
I thought my friend was a wholesome person but after checking the Peachipaws story I found out otherwise.
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A story told in a nasally, droll tone, that has no intrinsic value, and seems to go on forever.
Oh God, here comes Henry. He's probably going to tell us a herman story.
Meaning some one wants you to fuck their ass senceless, like,
Tracey went out of her bathroom, wearing a thong so tight, it was like she was wearing nothing at all. But she remembered it was to make him horny as fuck and not even let him get her pussy. Jenson was on the bed looking at his phone, when he heard the door open he looked up and his mouth dropped through the earth.
"Fuck, baby," he said, barley a whisper, he then grabbed her by the hips and pulled her on his lap. "Fuck baby, I need you." He started grinding her hips on him, but she stopped him. " Ah, ah, ah, naughty boy, you didn't ask," but he didn't care, he pushed her backwards on her bed and spread her legs, and licked through the fabric of her thong, " Ah-" she stopped her self, trying to torture him even more. He started to pull at the thong, almost ripping it off her, getting a soaked pussy. But Tracey pulled his head away and kissed him passionately. " AH AHHHH AHH," He said inbetween kisses. She started to message his large, now hard, bulged. It was heavy in her small hands, when she reached her hand in his pants. "You horny already, baby?" He moaned in response. "MmmMmmmmMMMM, STOP WITH THE TEASING," He was done with it, angry even. He flipped her legs open, ripped the thong in half, and tossed them to the side. He pumped in two fingers fiercely inside of her. She couldn't control her moans any longer and was now screaming them, the neighbors probably heard, but nether of them cared at all.
That was Jensons and Tracey's fucking, story.
antipickle is a genre of story which features conceited old men who don't recognize they're past their expiration date, act like they're still the shit, and ultimately get tossed in the trash like they deserve.
A: Did you read that new book Circe, by M Miller?
K: Yeah, what a multifaceted antipickle story!
Work-Stories... , that Patrick
is only doing that so he has a story to tell in work...
Patrick, let's all have a jaegerbomb
People being boring in work, so they do something to look popular - Work-Stories.