"Some words"... apparently, it doesn't matter what they are... Um, what?
The blue words lead to other words, some of them erotic in nature. Try it. You'll like it. Unless you hate lesbians.
So ya, here're some pictures to tell the story again.
I hold the pen with my cleavage when I'm writing, no hyperbole. I'm not just a cockblocking extortionist in print, I also play one on tv... welcome to Donors For Boners. It's all about sex. The blog, too. Humour for your funny bone. Literotica that's literate. Opinions that offend and affirm. If you love words and smut, grab a coffee and come in... puns are always free.
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Sunday, 23 September 2012
Tuesday, 10 July 2012
WTF? DTF? SWM? MWM? ffm? BDSM? WTF?
Okay, I just read the funniest shit ever. I'm hoping it's composer will come in on guest blog duty with it. Fucking hilarious to the point that words escape me in trying to describe it to you. Yes! Words escaped me.
The best description I can give is that it's kind of an inside joke thing between non-chodes. The closest real world, ready reference I can come up with would be
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