| 1. | Tavis Smiley | ||
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A sheepish, but devilish grin, expressing both physical pleasure and psycho-sexual mischief or curiosity. "Don't do that, Brad! I hate that expression on your face right now!!"
"What expression?" "That Tavis Smiley you do whenever I toss your salad or you give me the Alaskan Pipeline!!" |
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| 2. | llamatron | ||
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A fictious creature: a mechanised llama. Robotic limbs with a Stephen Hawking like tone but it does nothing but chew cud and eep strangly.
Also a game for the spectrum. The llamatron grins with wide eyes and a devilish grin!
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| 3. | hand job | ||
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When another person (hopefully a girl!) stimulates a man penis with her hand(s) until the man ejaculates.
A hand job is something that a nice girl can do for a man and and still retain her dignity, unlike a blow job. I am sitting with my girl friend on the sofa watching TV, and she reaches over and undoes my belt, then she looks at me saying nothing but with a little devilish smile on her face. She then slowly pulls my pants down to my ankles, and then reaches back up, putting her hand inside my boxers. I gasp and breath a little harder as I feel her little hand take hold of my cock and balls, and then pull them out through the opening in my boxers, exposing them. I feel my breath quicked again as she pulls my foreskin back slowly over the head of my cock, and blows gently on my cock head giggling a little. With that devilish grin again she looks up into my eyes, and I know I am powerless to resist her. My pulse is racing now and my cock quickly becomes rock hard and curves up eager for her. I moan a little as her small hand takes a firm grip around my thick shaft. Very slowly and gently she begins to move her hand up and down my throbbing shaft. She starts of slowly but soon her little hand is moving faster and faster, and she is pulling down on my cock which she knows I like. I am breathing really hard now, and lost in her rhythm, each movement she makes is heaven. I feel my balls starting to tighten, and the pressure stating to build, my cock is harder than ever. The pressure is starting to build more and more, my pulse is racing, I tense my body to try and stop it building, but her rhythm is relentless. I tighten my fists, and I feel my toes curl, I arch my back, shut my eyes tight... more...
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| 4. | Perttu Kivalaasko | ||
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Very sexy Finnish cellist. He is a member of the Finnish cello trio Apocalyptica.Long black hair, a devilish grin, and hot body as well. He is often seen shirtless, sporting a top hat and black fingernail polish. He is very talented and has won numerous awards. He has a permanent chair in the Helsinki Orchestra. He also became the 3rd greatest cello player in the world at 18. He has composed many arrangements for Apocalyptica as well as documentaries and video games. He has a warm personality but rarely laughs or smiles. Perrtu Kivalaasko is an amzing cellist.
Perrtu Kivalaasko is the sex. Perttu Kivalaasko lives in my bedroom and sometimes in Helsinki. |
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| 5. | boxerjob | ||
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I was laying in bed with my girlfriend. Her and I were watching television. I was wearing boxers. She looked at me with a very devilish grin, and reached inside my boxers. I felt myself get a little hard from her touch. She took my dick and balls out of my boxers. By this time, I was fully hard. She put her mouth around my fat cock and began to go up and down on me. I moaned a little bit. She began to hum, and it drove me up a wall. I moaned so much. I felt an orgasm growing inside me. My breath began to quicken. She was deepthroating me now. I moaned a little more. A few seconds later, I felt an explosion inside me. I thrust my cock into her mouth, and I felt the cum come out. She took my dick out of her mouth and gave me a little hand job to make sure I was done. I looked into her eyes and said, "That was the best boxerjob ever."
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| 6. | one more drink | ||
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Damn worth it always!!! Made popular by Ludacris. It was Friday night and I was feelin' aight (Yep)
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Downtown Atlanta, big city, bright lights, Mixin' Henney wit da Sprite while I'm drinkin' and drivin', No police lights, no police sirens, I'm headed to da club, lookin' fo' a freak, To spread a lil' love and spread a couple cheeks, Pull up to da spot, 26's like bam! Eyes on me like "Bitch, do you see him?" Stroll through the front door, headed to the VIP, Bought a couple bottles and I took a couple sips, Scopin' out da room and what do I see? A nice round butt and a pair of double D's, So I crept up like "Shawty, what's happen'n? You kilin' dat dress and I love it wit' a passion," Den she turned around and her face was aight, She had a gap tooth and mean overbite, But I was like hmm... If I take one more drink, I'm gon' end up f***in' you, Is that watchu wanna do, shawty? If I take one more drink, I'm gon' end up f***in' you, You too. Woke up da next mornin' and all I can remember, Was takin' shots and tippin' da bartender, Surrender to da woman, end up bringin' me home, Cause' she started lookin' better every shot of Patron (Yep) I jumped up wit a devilish grin, Cause' tonight damn right! I might do it again! So I called up da homies (What up?) Let's ride, we can hit the sportsbar, Over on the South side, Get a couple of Coronas, couple of limes, Went up to da bar, saw a couple of dimes, So I, slowly walked up an said "Hi," My name is Ludacris and... |
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| 7. | boss man | ||
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A person who thinks they're too cool or important, but really aren't...
Someone who's laughed at because they assume they're a boss or an important figure! An actor, fake, flaw ass nicca in the hood. Black: What's up Dee!
Dee: What's up boss man - with a weird/devilish grin* |
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