Half Past Midnight
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Getting blown by Irene
So, this wild and crazy chick storms into town. Rip roaring up the east coast. Taking no prisoners.
Naturally, I'm intrigued and prepared.
She whips into my digs and I'm ready, baby, for the blow job of my life.
And, for the record, I like a little teeth, ya feel me? I'm stoked for one helluva time, ready to have my world turned upside down.
Reality: Shit, amigos, she was more hard core on the Weather Channel.....
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