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By *mf123Man
over a year ago
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Turn around
Look at what you see
In her face
The mirror of your dreams
Make believe I'm everywhere
Given in the light
Written on the pages
Is the answer to a neverending true story ahhh ahhhh ahhhhh |
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"Years ago, when I was backpacking across Western Europe, I was just outside Barcelona, hiking in the foothills of mount Tibidabo"
... when much to my surprise... |
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By *979 OP Man
over a year ago
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"It feels like you forgot the rest of your true story...
J"
I was at the end of this path, and I came to a clearing, and there was a lake, very secluded, and there were tall trees all around |
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"It feels like you forgot the rest of your true story...
J
I was at the end of this path, and I came to a clearing, and there was a lake, very secluded, and there were tall trees all around"
And then...
J |
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By *979 OP Man
over a year ago
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"It feels like you forgot the rest of your true story...
J
And then...
J"
Across the lake I saw, a beautiful woman, bathing herself. but she was crying...
I hesitated, watching, struck by her beauty. And also by how her presence; the delicate curve of her back, the dark sweep of her hair, the graceful length of her limbs, even her tears, added to the majesty of my surroundings
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"Years ago, when I was backpacking across Western Europe, I was just outside Barcelona, hiking in the foothills of mount Tibidabo"
I was at the end of this path and I came to a clearing, there was a very secluded lake and there were tall trees all around, it was dead silent and across the lake I saw a beautiful woman bathing herself but she was crying... |
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"Years ago, when I was backpacking across Western Europe, I was just outside Barcelona, hiking in the foothills of mount Tibidabo
I was at the end of this path and I came to a clearing, there was a very secluded lake and there were tall trees all around, it was dead silent and across the lake I saw a beautiful woman bathing herself but she was crying..."
... so decided to go for the tried and tested Fab approach: I got my cock out and showed it to her from every possible angle, asked her what she was up to and when I got no response, followed it up with 'fancy a fuck?' Surprised as I was that my winning approach didn't work on this occasion, I called her 'a frigid, ugly minger that no bloke would want to fuck anyway' and walked off in a huff. |
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