Enrique Iglesias owes me some DICK! That hot motherfucker came over to my house last night straight up BEGGING Ms. Boulangerié Knowles to finger-fuck his man coochie and hit ALL his sweet spots, and you know what I said to him? Hell FUCKING yes! He could spin around in circles on my whole damn FIST if he wanted. That man is fine with a capital “F”, and the “F” stands for MY finger ferociously fucking his hole… But, first, I warmed him up like THIS:
He was all ABOUT me playing his booty like a damn DJ, and about five minutes into me slipping FOUR fingers up his ass, he shot FIFTEEN strings of the sweetest spunk I have EVER tasted directly down my throat. It tasted like honey making love to a watermelon, and I drank down EVERY last drop… But do you KNOW what that motherfucker said when I asked him to return the favor?
“Bye, I gotta go promote my new single ‘Turn Up The Night'”.
Now ain’t THAT some sadiddy shit! This bitch better recognize that he ain’t ever getting no more of MY fingers unless he breaks me off some of that DICK and turns my ass inside-out. How is he gonna play Ms. Boulangerié Knowles like that for some WHACK genero-banger that only proves his IRRELEVANCE? No sir.
Listen to this dumb-ass song and think about Enrique’s HOLE below:
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