You think you’re smart. A handsome and smart bright young man. Someone built of springs and bouncy moxy. Which maybe you were. Now it is not the reality. The reality is dull and lifeless. At least a fake life. Something to show off. A trophy to stroke the ego. A wife and kids. She has nice breasts an ass for days and don’t forget a pretty smile. Nice hair, the curls are modern. The kids look mixed. Well done. You have someone. Someone to stay and mind the house. Someone who waits for you. Your wife and don’t forget the kids. She is happy she is stupid everything is okay or it will be. You are on top. Always. On top. You like to hit it from behind so you can hide behind the curls. The curls that smell like her. Not the wife at home.
You think you’re smart. A handsome and smart bright young man. Someone built of springs and bouncy moxy. Which maybe you were. Now it is not the reality. The reality is dull and lifeless. At least a fake life. Something to show off. A trophy to stroke ... love stories
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Is it love

You think you’re smart. A handsome and smart bright young man. Someone built of springs and bouncy moxy. Which maybe you were. Now it is not the reality. The reality is dull and lifeless. At least a fake life. Something to show off. A trophy to stroke the ego. A wife and kids. She has nice breasts an ass for days and don’t forget a pretty smile. Nice hair, the curls are modern. The kids look mixed. Well done. You have someone. Someone to stay and mind the house. Someone who waits for you. Your wife and don’t forget the kids. She is happy she is stupid everything is okay or it will be. You are on top. Always. On top. You like to hit it from behind so you can hide behind the curls. The curls that smell like her. Not the wife at home.

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