Anonymous ID: 7ee0b6 Feb. 6, 2018, 11:28 p.m. No.292643   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>2655 >>2702 >>2802

>>292424

 

Funny you mention that. I was very perceptive as a child, then I discovered alcohol to "fit in" because my anxiety was off the charts. Drank for years. Finally quit after pissing off someone special (the one who resembles LdR) and which made me even more depressed.

 

You could be right about opposites attracting and her hanging out with Hillary. I'm fairly well off and I can't stand rich people, well, most of them anyway. (I know how to operate around them, and I feel a kindred spirit with Trump.)

 

Angel of Ephesus? You might very well be. I keep thinking I'm the reincarnation of JFK (but I never tell people that... I don't want to get shot this time.)

Anonymous ID: 7ee0b6 Feb. 6, 2018, 11:42 p.m. No.292712   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>3290

>>292685

 

>Lynn set down the box wine and slowly wrapped her arms around my neck, planting a long, slow kiss on my lips. Her nipples were erect and there was a single line of fluid running down her leg. "Anon," she whispered in my ear, "your posts positively made me horny as hell, and I couldn't wait to seek you out. My clown friends traced your IP and I got here as fast as I could."

 

>I felt a mix of trepidation and exhilaration, but there was definitely a large bulge in my shorts by this time.

Anonymous ID: 7ee0b6 Feb. 6, 2018, 11:59 p.m. No.292801   🗄️.is 🔗kun

>>292743

>Sexual assault allegations? Happened in the second season to Claire Underwood.

 

>While we were making out, Lynn slowly put her hand down around my package, and with a quick motion my belt was undone, my zipper opened, and my seven inches of erect manhood was in the palm of her hand.

Anonymous ID: 7ee0b6 Feb. 7, 2018, 12:12 a.m. No.292859   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>2876

>>292802

 

Won't change my name because I put it into gematria once and… well, I found something. If you see someone in public in the future with a cute wife who looks a bit like LdR and who makes cryptic references to pelicans and glowing, well, that just might be me.

 

It's past three and I need to sleep.