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Clueless
"Talk, talk, talk,
when are we going to fuck?"
she says to me.
"Hold on
hold on
hold on
I thought we were fucking!"
I reply back to her.
"You know,
'social intercourse,'
and all that," I say.
"Fuck society;
I want to really fuck!"
"You can't just fuck
just like that, it has to be
spontaneous, and real,
and romantic," I say.
"You can't just fuck
on demand," I add.
"Watching me;
are you coming?"
runningturtle87
when are we going to fuck?"
she says to me.
"Hold on
hold on
hold on
I thought we were fucking!"
I reply back to her.
"You know,
'social intercourse,'
and all that," I say.
"Fuck society;
I want to really fuck!"
"You can't just fuck
just like that, it has to be
spontaneous, and real,
and romantic," I say.
"You can't just fuck
on demand," I add.
"Watching me;
are you coming?"
runningturtle87
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