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b my walls and quietly sing into the dark room to calm it. My pussy's name was Strawberry, and she had a thing for grapes and anal beads.

I awa

salty walls scream

man sleep. He has a long day at the office. He tak

ulsating and I'm wet and right now I feel more like a twat than Hello, Kitty and you nee

had a mind of her own, and she wanted a Banana in her Split. Deep down inside I knew I could not wake him up. He had to get up at 6 a.m. Plus when we got married, he said he didn't like anyone messing with his body while he sl

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be taking all the black men these days. I tried dating a white man, but he smelled like Rufus 24 hours a day, never used a wash rag to wash his ass and tried to stick his fist in my ass while fucking me with his big toe. Oh, hell no, and a no, and a fuck no, and a double you-

but when her snow bunny looking ass fucked my daddy in college, right after he droppe

th that ho and beat her ass. Then a few months later she married my leftovers and had a set of twins. I visited that backstabbing ho at the hospital disguised as a janitor and whipped her ass right in front of her

"And that's why you date dog-smelling, Rufus Lassie the third bitches. I

ill you

ue the fuck out of his ass if you try it! You broke my heart for this eater, this slaughter, this hood rat trailer trash ass bitch? I hope she told you that her brother

is balls and riding that black baton until he came in ecstasy on my back, I talked the police chief into arresting him (for pulling a gun on me, and he was on hospital cam

ecadent center talked to me sometimes and that whore said, "Bitch, are you seri

ert Frost at times. I swear...Strawberry listened because every time I read "To the Thawing Wind" and "A Girl's Gard

like that. I opened the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a green permanent marker. Opening the top, the architect in me ca

r and tugged on my husband. He s