15 Things Good D!ck Can Do

Some say pu$$y makes the world go round, but they forgot about the power of good D. Every man has d!ck, but every man doesn't have good d!ck. From experience, I know the privileges given to a man with good d!ck. I'm talking bout that d!ck was so good she peeking out the window every time she hear a car roll bye. Without further ado, 15 Things Good D!ck Can Do:
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Other Man Other Than The Main Man



Being the other man has always seemed to be great position for most men. He gets to experience a woman at her best, without all her problems, because your not the source. He is the reliever, the outlet, and the consoler. You come to him for refuge and you know that he's not exactly the permanent fix. He's like ice cream, after a big fight.
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Did You Leave your Panties at Home?: The Lost Art of Flirting

Send a man on a chase. How can you be hard to get, if you don't know how to flirt? If flirting is essential to dating, then it is not men's fault if they do no court or date you, it's yours. It is your fault if all they talk about is sex or are overbearing. Flirting allows you to have control over how things move along; a woman's ability to flirt makes her intriguing and someone worth being pursued by a man. Attraction is the electrical current of a relationship, and it doesn't always have to be sexual. Flirting can be playful, make sparks fly between you and your pursuer.  Here's some sh!t you need to know, on why and how you should flirt:
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Skandalous: Can You Turn a Hoe Into a Housewife?

People Change. Birds Fly. Hoes F^ck. Can you turn a hoe into a housewife? You can't spell "housewife" without "h0e" and "us". Is an "us" enough to turn a person into one that can be completely committed to you? Whores have tongues made of sugar and minds made of rotten deceit, but how could you know? A fat a$$ and a smile is like a cloud of smoke to any d!ck with a pulse. Nonetheless it is true "no, you can't turn a hoe into a housewife because hoes just don't act right" Tupac.

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The Chair That Sat By the Window

I lead her from the bedroom to the living room, which sat comfortably above the vibrant, busy, and warm street. While others were scrambling, figuring out what they could get themselves into; I found myself into her. Into those black and red dreads dripping with desire, held down by the weight each individual one held.
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