Speaking of pills, I was out of one of mine this morning so I had to head to the chemist early to get a script filled.
It seems just lately, whenever I go down the shops there is this hot Middle Eastern tradie who is always outside the supermarket that got firebombed. He is fixing it, not finishing it off, you understand. He is just adorable, cute as all can be. There he was today in his cum fuck me lace up cream work boots and his tight little arse. I pictured him getting bent over as he headed to the bakery for food in front of me, he even grabbed his arse, I think he was checking if his wallet was in his back pocket. I continued to walk up the street to the chemist, whistling.
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