One night me and my girlfriend went to a friends wedding. We drank way too much but had a good time. Got home and got into a bad argument. I left angry. Got to my mother's house and got on the computer and went on the site POF. Started talking to a guy on there with the intention to hook up.... he picked me up downtown and drove out of town down a dirt road. Pulled down his pants and I sucked his d*** and his b****. Not gay but I loved it.

One night me and my girlfriend went to a friends wedding. We drank way too much but had a good time. Got home and got into a bad argument. I left angry. Got to my mother's house and got on the computer and went on the site POF. Started talking to a guy on there with the intention to hook up.... he picked me up downtown and drove out of town down a dirt road. Pulled down his pants and I sucked his d*** and his b****. Not gay but I loved it.
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