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Armpits are wonderful.

They are a part of the female body that has the tradition of always being shaven. Most body parts that can be shaved (in both men and women) ultimately come down to preference, a choice. Not armpits. Armpits therefore become this sort of mythical sacred ground that is both pure, and imperfect at the same time for reasons we already know. A place often depicted as flawless, so much that an alien wouldn't know that hair grows in a girl's pits unless someone told him, because based on what the media / ads say, you would never guess otherwise.

This contrast in perception is highly attractive, even more when you factor in that the average girl feels insecure about this body area. They must look good if you are wearing something like a top and they must smell nice because it'd

In high school, I was dared to play "gay chicken", which is where two straight guys pretend to be gay, and the first one to chicken out loses. The other guy and I are both really stubborn, and neither one of us wanted to lose. We've been married 14 years and we run a bed and breakfast in Vermont with out adopted daughter. If that dude doesn't chicken out soon, I'm going to start to suspect that he's actually gay.

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Every ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ time I pass by the kitchen I can’t resist but stick my ♥♥♥♥ in the Nesquik cereal box. It doesn’t matter if the cereal hurts my tip, I thrust it in as fast as I can. I don’t care if my grandma cries for me to stop, I can’t resist looking at his ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ face; yeah, that’s right, the Nesquik bunny’s face. As I masturbate in chocolate cereal balls I imagine the Nesquik bunny begging me to destroy his ass, and then ejaculating chocolate milk all over my face as I grant his wish. Normal people disgust me, my only sex drive is towards that ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ bunny; since the first time I’ve seen his sexy ass I can’t restrain myself from ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ in the chocolate cereal box at least twice a day. Everyone in the house thinks that I’m crazy and that I need some kind of therapy, but truth is, I’m the only sane one here.

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