Don’t go!”
“I have to. Amateur porn We exchanged kisses, and she told me to “wait until I’m back, round two will happen tonight!”
And then she was gone, and I couldn’t wait until she came back. “What the FUCK dude, did the alcohol kill your last remaining brain cells? Say you want to talk with her about some bullshit like fashion or fascism or whatever you kids like talking about these days.”
So I followed Hitler’s advice (what could go wrong, right?) and went to my sister’s door. Would it kill you to keep it down? Come on, don’t tell me you didn’t look at that sweet hard ass of hers, tell me you didn’t love how her titties pressed against the old and thin fabric of that cheap t-shirt she worse, lie to my face and say you didn’t like how her hard nipples tried to break free harder than myself when I was imprisonded for political reasons. I replied: “Emily, can I talk to you for a second?” “About what?” “Uhhh…stuff.” I saw Hitler rolling his eyes: “Great topic dumbass.”, but my sweet, big sister opened the door. You’re right. I knocked, and her sweet annoyed voice exclaimed “What is it?”. “Wow, your sister is hot.”
Oh fuck I’m too young for brain damage.
