Well I sit across from this old man who i think is gorgeous mind you thirty-six isn't old in the real world but in gay years he may as well be a mummy. Anyway he's a prude. God forgive me for I've sinned I want to swallow his lips and do all kinds of ungodly things to him. How is it so that I always end up with the pure and untouched? I'm such a demon from hell. For Gods sake he has on white fruit of the loom underwear. What gay man wears fruit of the loom underwear. Thats a fashion statement and meant for another blog. But anyway, I have a facination with hot man lips. I can't stand it almost I just want to jump out of my seat and jump on his face. There is nothing hotter than a pair of plump sexy juicy pink lips and it dosen't matter if its on a white boy or a black boy or a mexican.. I don't care who's wearing them as long as they are just like I described and I'm going to get hot and bothered and all moist inside. Ok I have to stop talking about this or I'm going to be in a lot of Trouble. Until next time!
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