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hello! sorry for scare, but just notice profile on the Steam Community. you know how hard it are to find girls who play video game nowadays??? well, Im glad I stumble apon this little prof cause I gotta say.... ur prety cute!! ^ ((sorry for scare, no trouble ) well... I was wondering if u wanted to play tf2 with me (Im a plat sniper, so I can carry my little princes if need. =-}) CUZ I really want someone to pub wit me.. hey hey, maybe even I could get you unusual as little gift. you like Buring? Me too, me too. anyways any, do you maybe have Skype? (no scare. no scare, I iust like meating eye to eye.) if we skype, I think we could have some good buddy commucation. :)) ( i can even turn down my dubstep music in the background if you want...) add me if you want please, I jsit need friend maybe even girlfriend, to play video with.m I can be the perfect guy for you, trust!! ill buy whatever, do whatever, okay?? jsit pick up that phone and CALL. :)

For the last couple of years I have been a single male. Sometimes I use to get lonely so I purchased a cat. I named her cupid cause she is so cute. One day I was sitting on the lounge and cupid was on my lap. She is so affection and she started licking my leg. I began to have shivers on my neck and made me quite horney. I hadnt had sex much and sick thoughts entered my head. As I began to get an erection I thought maybe I better start wanking myself so I did. After a couple of wanks my cat was still licking my leg. I turned her around and it happened, before I knew it I was ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ cupid. The funny thing about it is she seemed to really enjoy it. As I had finished I vowed to never do it again. That hasnt happened. I believe I should stop as I dont know what Ill do for sex when cupid dies. Is this normal?

There's something you need to understand. I'm not the only guy you'll ever date. Maybe the first, not the last. Don't make this a popularity contest between boys. I'm just a guy. Just because we had a relationship doesn't make me any more special than anyone else. You need to leave me alone and stop this behavior. You're taking it way too far.

The candle lit workshop had a slight dampness in the air. The ambience hung like a haze over every room. As squee returned to his home, closing the door behind him, he immediately sensed it. He set down his briefcase. "Honey? I'm home"! He unbuttoned his shirt, casting it upon the couch, as he walked into the living room, met with the dozens of flicking candlelights.
Spleen laid on his stomach, only wearing a speedo, strapped skin tight on his buttocks. He looked over his shoulder, meeting squee's gaze. Squee smirked, unbuttoning his jeans, slipping them off to reveal another skin tight speedo, that outlined his bulge in the smooth fabric.
He straddled spleen, his bulge laying on top of the outline of spleen's tender lower back. "Oh squee", spleen moaned, as squee's strong hands grasped the skin hinder his shoulder blades, massaging his back. He kept going, both techies had their eyes fluttering closed as they embraced the immense pleasure of this encounter.

The air was heavier, the moistness of both of their skins highlighting the sexy atmosphere that dressed their evening. Spleen noticed a green barrel sitting in front of the fireplace, spleen revealing his detonator. His thumb rubbed the damp button in circles, his skin leaving behind the moist print in the red paint.
Squee's bulge rubbed up and down his sweaty back as his hands massaged his neck. Spleens breathing began getting hurried, and shallow. He breathed hard, a light cloud of vapor coming from his lips, another drop of sweat dripping from his nose. Dead skin and sweat pooled around squee's fingers and palm, for him to lick. It tasted salty, as he splashed the muck around in his mouth before swallowing.
Squee moaned as he reached detonation, his thumb lightly pressing the button. "Spleen, I'm gonna -" he said, pressing the button. The barrel twitched before exploding, killing both in red and black mist of their home. Fire enveloped their neighborhood and killed dozens.