Monday, September 22, 2008
The Carpet Store
I already told you I used to be the village bicycle. At one point I befriended this lesbian gal. At the time, I didn't know what that meant. I thought it just meant she loved flannel. Can you imagine it? Wearing flannel in Florida? Anyway, she suggested I try "licking carpet". I wasn't the sharp gal I am now, so once again I was duped. First my aunt and the wieners, now this. I licked the carpet alright, but it didn't do anything. Some guy there was kind enough to tell me she meant I should lick another girl's pussy. I rode him as a thank you and then set off to find a girl who would let me have a go.
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