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Name & number before we fuck
I was at a party a few years back (The last one I ever went to)
This girl started talking to me
I looked her over
Head to toes
She looked mighty fine
I must have been out of mind
I interrupted her sentence
"Let's Go!!"
At that time i was living in an old Volkswagen Van circa 1971
I led her into the van
We parked behind some rundown strip mall
I took her clothes off and fucked her
We had the time of our lives
She was wild & frisky
The foreplay and sex moves she wanted to perform were intense
She was a squirter
Me the blanket, sheets and pillows, took the brunt of her orgasmic gushing
We had multiple orgasms throughout that evening
When it was over we fell asleep
Not in each others arms but close enough
The next morning I woke up
She picked up her belongings and said "Goodbye"
She just left
No name, no phone number, nothing
I felt stupid & blank
The sun started heating up the van
The blanket smelled like fuck
A dead fuck, that's what I felt like
It depressed me
Such an idiot
The next night I slept in her wet spot, alone
This girl started talking to me
I looked her over
Head to toes
She looked mighty fine
I must have been out of mind
I interrupted her sentence
"Let's Go!!"
At that time i was living in an old Volkswagen Van circa 1971
I led her into the van
We parked behind some rundown strip mall
I took her clothes off and fucked her
We had the time of our lives
She was wild & frisky
The foreplay and sex moves she wanted to perform were intense
She was a squirter
Me the blanket, sheets and pillows, took the brunt of her orgasmic gushing
We had multiple orgasms throughout that evening
When it was over we fell asleep
Not in each others arms but close enough
The next morning I woke up
She picked up her belongings and said "Goodbye"
She just left
No name, no phone number, nothing
I felt stupid & blank
The sun started heating up the van
The blanket smelled like fuck
A dead fuck, that's what I felt like
It depressed me
Such an idiot
The next night I slept in her wet spot, alone
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