bonne feteuhh =)
[demain..]
[demain..]
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Did you know...
Hindu men once believed it to be unluckily to marry a third time. They could avoid misfortune by marrying a tree first. The tree (his third wife) was then burnt, freeing him to marry again.
Hindu men once believed it to be unluckily to marry a third time. They could avoid misfortune by marrying a tree first. The tree (his third wife) was then burnt, freeing him to marry again.
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# Posté le mardi 04 décembre 2007 07:54
niania
I'm about 8 inches long.
My functioning is enjoyed by members of both sexes.
I'm usually found hung, dangling, loosely, ready for instant action.
I boast a clump of little hairy things at one end and small hole at the other.
In use, I'm inserted almost always willingly, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly into a warm fleshly, moist opening.
There, I'm thrust in and drawn out again and again many times in succesion, often quickly, and accompanied by squirming bodily movements.
Anyone found listening in, will most surely recognize the rhythmic, pulsing sound, resulting from the well lubricated movements.
When finally withdrawn, i leave behind a juicy, frothy, sticky white substance, some of which will need cleaning from the outer surfaces of the opening and some from my long glistening shaft.
After everything is done and the flowing and cleansing liquids have ceased emanating, I return to my freely hanging state of rest, ready for yet another bit of action.
Hopefully, I will reach my bristling climax twice or three times a day, but often it is much less.
Who am I ????
As you may have already guessed, the answer to the riddle is none other than your very own....
TOOTHBRUSH !!!
What were you thinking? You PERVERT!
My functioning is enjoyed by members of both sexes.
I'm usually found hung, dangling, loosely, ready for instant action.
I boast a clump of little hairy things at one end and small hole at the other.
In use, I'm inserted almost always willingly, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly into a warm fleshly, moist opening.
There, I'm thrust in and drawn out again and again many times in succesion, often quickly, and accompanied by squirming bodily movements.
Anyone found listening in, will most surely recognize the rhythmic, pulsing sound, resulting from the well lubricated movements.
When finally withdrawn, i leave behind a juicy, frothy, sticky white substance, some of which will need cleaning from the outer surfaces of the opening and some from my long glistening shaft.
After everything is done and the flowing and cleansing liquids have ceased emanating, I return to my freely hanging state of rest, ready for yet another bit of action.
Hopefully, I will reach my bristling climax twice or three times a day, but often it is much less.
Who am I ????
As you may have already guessed, the answer to the riddle is none other than your very own....
TOOTHBRUSH !!!
What were you thinking? You PERVERT!
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# Posté le lundi 03 décembre 2007 20:35
Life savers
Once a girl on a boat walked up to her friend and says," I figured out why life savers are called life savers, because they look like the floating thing". Then the boy says "Duh, what did u think they were for". "I thought they were called that because if you were to choke on them you could breathe through the hole."
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# Posté le lundi 03 décembre 2007 20:08
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