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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
| 8:43 PM  That Fionna and me, Do it in my van every Sunday. She tells him shes in church, But she doesn't go, Still shes on her knees, and... Fionna says shes out shopping, But shes under me and I'm not stopping. Fionna's got him on the phone, and she's trying not to moan. It's a three way call, and he knows nothing. The, parking lot, why not? It's so cool when you're on top. I did her on his birthday. |
