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no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponent al, logarithmic, while i gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cow girl, doggy, backwards, forwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, cock throbbing

Um, Hi. I just recently saw your post about wanting a bf? So maybe I'd give it a shot, I mean you're really cute and friendly. I really like anime like you do! So, Um...can we date? I'm sure we'd be the best otaku couple! We can listen to anime songs and maybe watch some Naruto or DBZ. Do you like those animes? It's okay if not.. maybe we can watch something much more like hentai or not. I don't want to seem like your horny average guy, so we can watch something innocent. Maybe Bleach...heh. You're so Kawaii y'know? I just want to kiss your face and call you my kohai. Would you like me to be your senpai boyfriend. I think it'll be really kawaii. I think I love you, kohai. Please make me happy and date a fellow otaku

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Philosophical debates should only happen in japanese red light districsts. If you can’t debate while bombarded with sex you have yet to reach enlightenment. Each argument must be punctuated by a tight squeeze of boobs and ass. The women will dampen themselves upon feeling the conviction in your palms. They feel drawn to the power. The power to crush your enemies with relentless might and wit. That’s what it means to debate in a harlot parlor. A clashing of ideologies, nay, THIS IS WAR!

my fat man, my little boy. my cute little atom bomb, my tsar bomba. my good little LGM-118 Peacekeeper. My Massive Ordnance Air Burst, my cutsie little B41 nuclear bomb, my little ♥♥♥♥-erotic explosive device, You’re such a cluster bomb of cuteness. Such a good Russian 9M79-series Tochka ballistic missile. I love you you big mushroom cloud of cuteness as you are my B28FI thermonuclear bomb, my Hiroshima to my fat man. I love you.

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