That is alll I wanted to say
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That is alll I wanted to say
Last edited by Scrappy; 06-11-2006 at 11:54 PM.
Cool red X!
FUK U! it shows on my screen!
SKITTLES!
Tripod?
Originally Posted by Scrappy
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hooray for tripod
Val for President
that better retards?! another picture of the good and yummy mouth watering color of rainbow crack cocain to me
taste the rainbow.
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Why go for a substitute when you can have the real crack cocaine?
that better retards?! another picture of the good and yummy mouth watering color of rainbow crack cocainE to me
Why go for a substitute when you can have the real crack cocaine?
Wouldn't that just be "cocaine"? Either way, Ill help you finish all of it. As a matter of fact, just send it to me USPS.
*official warning*
Contents of this entry may be construed as soft (soft) porn and may not be suitable for young eyes or those lacking in imagination. So we were all talking the usual hooey in Jamaica (aka the jacuzzi) yesterday when I had this idea. After further deep discussion tonight, I've decided this could be big.
I'm talking about skittles and you. Yes. Skittles.
A candle-lit bedroom, windows open and soft breeze or perhaps a wondrous storm.
A luxurious bed, large and decorated in rich satin sheets made cool by the room's temperature.
She appears in the room, hair framing her face and the moonlight shining on the silk of her lingerie gives her a spectral look, the ghost girl with the vixen's grin.
In the seconds it takes you to lean back on the cool satin she is across the room and standing over you, looking down into your eyes and laying claim to your soul.
She's good at being a woman, she knows the tricks and she knows you want her and it fuels her. It makes her stronger knowing how much you want her and she returns the favour by making you feel truly alive, every nerve and sense in body tingling.
You start to speak, she presses a manicured finger to your lips, tracing your lips with her nail and silencing you. Gently yet with assertion she pushes you down onto your back, you go willingly.
Leaning over you she smiles as your eyes move to her chest, the lace lingerie allowing just enough to be seen. Just enough to satiate the immediate want yet not enough to quell the stronger want. A quick kiss to your lips and she rises and turns, leaning over to grab a large box she places on the bed next to you.
Telling you not to move, she climbs onto the bed. The cool satin soft against her, she rests on her knees facing you. Fingertips stroke up and down your chest as she watches you, never taking her eyes off of you.
Satisfied at the way you are responding she sticks both of her hands into the box, immersing her hands in the rainbow inside the box. Skittles. Hundreds of Skittles.
The vixen's glow strong in her eyes, she cups her hands. Letting a few of the Skittles fall to the sheet, she moves her cupped hands over your chest and lets a few Skittles fall. Moving her hands she releases more Skittles across your chest. Filling her hands once again she repeats the process, Skittles soon covering large patches of your chest.
Asking you how the rainbow feels, this time she takes her cupped hands and opens them, smiling as a flow of Skittles rains down on you. Stopping after this she runs her hands across your chest, making Skittle rings and adding more from the box. Oh look, a yellow one. Tossing her hair to the side she leans over and grabs the yellow Skittle with her tongue, lingering on your flesh only a moment. Long enough.
Hands cupped once more she slides down a bit and starts at your ankles. Skittle after Skittle falls on you as she covers your legs, alternating between a few Skittles at a time and the full cupped hands at once. Moving up your legs she stops to look at you, covered in Skittles and aroused. So very aroused.
No part escapes the rainbow, she tells you as Skittles fall against your genitals. Never in your life have you imagined the glorious creature that would be beside you or that you would be lying on cool satin sheets naked and burning with want, being covered in hundreds of Skittles.......
.....and loving it. And abandoning rhyme and reason and giving in to the feel of her silk and lace against you mixed with the satin sheets and so many Skittles.. Oh look, another yellow Skittle and look where it just happens to be!
Seeing you sufficiently covered in Skittles, she cups her hand one last time in the box. Making sure to get a good amount, she arches her back a bit and with your eyes glued completely on her she releases the Skittles down the front of her gown, neck back as they fall, taking her eyes off of you for only a few seconds..
Now, she tells you. Let us taste the rainbow.
Thats better than skittles anyways.
i was a jolly ranchers guy, skittles suck.
"I remember the first time I had sex – I kept the receipt."
*gets a pack of skittles... opens... munches*
Yum.
Fuck stance. Stance is for kids in skinny jeans with Justin Beiber haircuts. You don't need stance when you got swagger.
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