The New Girl
MMMMMMMMMMMMM HEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYY!
After my many booty calls this weekend, I gots a thinking and I says to myself I says "Girl, you gotta get your act together."
I know niggas, I's supposed to be settling down for a fine sensual sex mate, but I got plenty of booty on the side to lay my tits on so this jelly be covered, can I get a what what!? HOLLA. Deciding to get my act together took a hell of a lot of drugs this time, but now I'm back on my feet and ready to make a name for myself!
First step:
Attend class on account of I aint be going to school since way back in September GIRL! Immeadiately as I walked into my first attendence of my Women Pussy studies class I ask my home girl Rwanda "Yo NIGGA! whose the new girl?" And my brown aquaintance slipped out her lollypop fucked lips and spoke with her deep home grown voice "Girl you be tripping!? I know you aint thinking of getting up in that grill, shes out of yo league, Nigga Please!"
Luckily for me I queefed pretty loud while I gave her the back side of my ring raped hand so the soft scream of pain werent heard by them youngbloods and I gaves the teacher a wink and lick of the lips to assure alls be well. RWANDA AINT SPEAK UP TO THIS HONEY, NO WAY AH UH! She knows her place when my hand made another appearance on her firm gluts and squeezed in deeply. Anyways recieving the information I needed from Proffessor Vagina through some sexual persuasion with a quick pelvic thrust and a flick of the fingers, I found outs the New Girl was in my league...DIRECTLY QUOTED FROM MRS. VAGINA HERSELF MOTHERFUCKER! She went off to tells me that I'm the most beautiful supa fly honey and would make any man happy, thats how I got mes an A in Vagina Studies, HOLLLLLLAAA! Too bad the new girl aint no man.
I hate fags.
I's keep yall posted on the development of miss tits and me, damn my twat is aching!
After my many booty calls this weekend, I gots a thinking and I says to myself I says "Girl, you gotta get your act together."
I know niggas, I's supposed to be settling down for a fine sensual sex mate, but I got plenty of booty on the side to lay my tits on so this jelly be covered, can I get a what what!? HOLLA. Deciding to get my act together took a hell of a lot of drugs this time, but now I'm back on my feet and ready to make a name for myself!
First step:
Attend class on account of I aint be going to school since way back in September GIRL! Immeadiately as I walked into my first attendence of my Women Pussy studies class I ask my home girl Rwanda "Yo NIGGA! whose the new girl?" And my brown aquaintance slipped out her lollypop fucked lips and spoke with her deep home grown voice "Girl you be tripping!? I know you aint thinking of getting up in that grill, shes out of yo league, Nigga Please!"
Luckily for me I queefed pretty loud while I gave her the back side of my ring raped hand so the soft scream of pain werent heard by them youngbloods and I gaves the teacher a wink and lick of the lips to assure alls be well. RWANDA AINT SPEAK UP TO THIS HONEY, NO WAY AH UH! She knows her place when my hand made another appearance on her firm gluts and squeezed in deeply. Anyways recieving the information I needed from Proffessor Vagina through some sexual persuasion with a quick pelvic thrust and a flick of the fingers, I found outs the New Girl was in my league...DIRECTLY QUOTED FROM MRS. VAGINA HERSELF MOTHERFUCKER! She went off to tells me that I'm the most beautiful supa fly honey and would make any man happy, thats how I got mes an A in Vagina Studies, HOLLLLLLAAA! Too bad the new girl aint no man.
I hate fags.
I's keep yall posted on the development of miss tits and me, damn my twat is aching!