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“Steely” Dan Rather crammed his blunt-object face between my legs and went to work on my cunt.

I have a really wet one, so there was plenty down there for him to do.

“Read the news into my twat,” I mewled, aching. “Say “And that’s the way it is” when I'm finished!”

I watched his blunt-object face rise over my mons horizon.

“Actually,” he said, a mucousy trail of poontang running down his chin crack, “That’s Walter Cronkite’s line. I say “Courage” at the end of my newscasts.”

I wrapped my legs around his blunt-object face and ground my asshole into his eye.

“What’s the frequency, Kenneth,” I screamed, climaxing.

Date Written: April 07, 2003
Author: qualcomm
Average Vote: 4.28571

04/7/2003 anonymous (5):
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04/24/2003 sniffthecorn (5): asshole crammed into the eye? i'm in.
06/3/2004 scoop (5): blunt object face
08/28/2004 John Slocum (4): yes.
08/28/2004 qualcomm: stop lowballing me, slocum. you filthy cunt. i was going to give you a bottle of Arbor Mist wine, but you blew it.
08/29/2004 John Slocum: Oh c'mon, still give me the arbor mist.
11/6/2006 Dylan Danko: This one is just plain silly. Just a cheap set up for the last line. Eh, but still...
11/6/2006 Dylan Danko: Looks like I voted on this one before. Must have been one of those anon 4's since my consistency is impeccable.