TruthBTold

If I want to know a guy . . .

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It's the more I like . . . tumblr_oy01klIub11rsh7n7o1_540.jpg

As stolen from jjkrkwood Riding "The Smurf".... http://78.media.tumblr.com/c185b529f07e125e74da9120a9f84462/tumblr_ow98d5IjFp1u6zwf6o4_400.gif http://78.media.tumblr.com/e86f3b992042912b49f4fa7f1081cd8e/tumblr_ow98d5IjFp1u6zwf6o1_400.gif http://78.media.tumblr.com/b4d694049b7dc3e22cfac3386d26f00c/tumblr_ow98d5IjFp1u6zwf6o2_400.gif

Well, truth be told, there's nothing I enjoy more than a BIG cock, suckulent nipples, and JUICY MELONS ! . . . . Well, God Bless!

I already feel safer.

No, I guess he figured infidelity was enough.

Eyes, Lips, Arms, Chest, Nipples, Stomach, etc., etc., etc. . . .

When I first moved to a new city I worked the afternoon shift at my new job. It would end at 11 p.m. Once evening as I was getting closer and closer to my apartment building that I lived in with my long term boyfriend I noticed police men closing off the streets. Once close enough to see our building I saw firetrucks battling a fire engulfing it. All I could think of was that my boyfriend might be in the building. I could not see him so I walked around the block and when back on my street I saw him in front of our building. I ran to him and hugged him. He explained that luckily he was having drinks with a friend of his (who also happened to be standing there) at a French restaurant nearby. After an hour or two, the Fire Department allowed us to enter the building. They gave us a couple of black garbage bags and advised us that we should put what was salvageable and able to be carried into the bags. My boyfriend and I proceeded to our apartment and as we put various clothes, etc. into the bags he turned to me and said, "This is probably not the best time to tell you but I am going to leave you. I want to live with so-and-so (who was the guy he was "having drinks" with.) To say the least I was in shock. Even worse, however, it was the middle of the night and I had no where to go so we had to go to the new boyfriend's apartment (black garbage bags in tow) to sleep until I could contact one of my friends the next day to put me up. Believe it or not I chuckle about the whole thing today.

That is one fucking man. There is nothing out there, baby. Just come over here and open your mouth.