...what was I thinking, when I decided that I would offer you blowjobs with no strings attached? I watch the little sorority girls go out for the night wearing so little and I call them whores and hate them when they say "I was so drunk last night that I don't even remember making out with him..." And yet... The drunk girl in me calls you up and tells you how good I am at oral pleasure. What I want, though, is love and perhaps a real relationship... And yet... What was I thinking when I decided that I would offer you blowjobs, with no strings attached?Birth sign: Aries
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