THE BORE
General => The Superdeep Borehole => Topic started by: Howard Alan Treesong on June 20, 2008, 03:28:37 AM
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in small text
i'm a big fan of tvc 15
his posts are so interesting
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I love you Patel, you're my favorite poster. And I'll love you forever. Forever.
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I have a fucking huge penis.
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你們是全部與性交的男同性戀者
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what happens in Shanghai stays in Shanghai. :-* :shh
I was rather proud of my use of size in the anime thread, but nobody else appreciated it :(
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You guys want some candy? heeaaaa heaaaa
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i'm fingering your sister's little pink balloon knot
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who wants a pm of my wang in your mouth?
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Hey guys, what's going on in this thread?
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^ FAIL
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Patel slowly entered the dark apartment. It was friday, and like every friday he found himself covered in leather except for the entry hole in the back of his black pants. And like every friday Powerslave was seated in the big red chair in the right corner of the room. Yet something was different in his appearance. His cross dressing apparel had been ditched in exchange for a red blazer, orange Dockers, and high top Air Force Ones. He sat rather lazily, stroking his penis through his open fly. Patel took a quick, lusty glance before snapping back to reality. "I thought you were the CD today, what happened." Powerslave took his eyes off his crotch long enough to give Patel a dismissive, bored glare. "I forgot the jelly." The jelly. A special mixture of vaseline, baby powder, and Chanel lotion, The Jelly was perhaps the most important item involved in the "fun and games" Patel had come to love. "If there's no jelly...how are we going to do this?" Patel asked as he sat his briefcase down on an old table. Powerslave winked at him. "I've got something better."
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Patel slowly entered the dark apartment. It was friday, and like every friday he found himself covered in leather except for the entry hole in the back of his black pants. And like every friday Powerslave was seated in the big red chair in the right corner of the room. Yet something was different in his appearance. His cross dressing apparel had been ditched in exchange for a red blazer, orange Dockers, and high top Air Force Ones. He sat rather lazily, stroking his penis through his open fly. Patel took a quick, lusty glance before snapping back to reality. "I thought you were the CD today, what happened." Powerslave took his eyes off his crotch long enough to give Patel a dismissive, bored glare. "I forgot the jelly." The jelly. A special mixture of vaseline, baby powder, and Chanel lotion, The Jelly was perhaps the most important item involved in the "fun and games" Patel had come to love. "If there's no jelly...how are we going to do this?" Patel asked as he sat his briefcase down on an old table. Powerslave winked at him. "I've got something better."
:lol :lol
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the smaller, the creepier, I guess
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this is my impression of joe molotov's penis
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this is my impression of joe molotov's penis
Actual size.
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schwine
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o shi
me and patel in a sex story :o :-*
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I want to kiss you, no, lower down