Anonymous Dreams

I finally met her.  We were chilling.  It was actually pretty damn refreshing talking with someone who has a brain.  Somewhere in the middle of conversation she leaned away to grab the remote or a book or some shit – I honestly have no idea what she was doing because all I was focused on and all I can remember was how she was showcasing her gigantic ass and  telegraphic it in my face.

 

I like nothing better than running my machines to top speed, – and I think sometimes that the icing on the cake would be a cute ass butt by my side who isn’t afraid of what I’m in to, and who ain’t afraid to let a Norseman like myself in to her life lol.

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