Deepthroat

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leeannmatejka
Warning this is sexual but also funny so read at your own risk!

Leeann: HUMP ME! FUCK ME!
Daddy betta make me choke.

Two: Well DADDY it's for you!

Darry: Who the hell are you talking about?!

Two: Little Stevie

Leeann: HUMP ME! FUCK ME!
My tunnel loves a deepthroat.

Soda: Ew Steve...we don't need to know what you and your girl does in your free time...

Pony: Lord all mighty help me. Please.

Johnny: What did I just get myself into...

Leeann: Lick, lick, lick, lick
I wanna eat yo dick.

Steve: Oh do you know Princess?

Leeann: I can't fuck up my nails
so Imma pick it up with chopsticks.

Steve: Chopsticks? We don't have any...how bout I go pick them up?

Darry: Nasty asses

Leeann: Mouth wide open
Mouth wide open
Mouth wide open like I was at the Dentist

Steve: Actually your mouth is bigger in the bedroom

Soda: NO GOD! NO GOD PLEASE NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOOOOO! (haha anyone get it?)

Pony: Lmao

Leeann: Mouth wide open
Mouth wide open
Put it so deep I can't speak a sentence

Steve: Wanna gag on my cock? Where are ya huh?

Johnny: Does Soda have to repeat himself?

Leeann: My fingers in it gentle
Explore this man mental

Darry: Wait wait what?! Fingers in it gentle explore this man mental? You put your fingers in Steve's ass?!

Two: Oh my Mickey Mouse

Leeann: Imma write my name on his dick
Don't need a pen or a pencil

Soda: So then how are you gonna write your name?

Pony: Blood

Johnny: lmao

Steve: Ooo now she's gonna bite it

Darry: NO GOD! NO GOD PLEASE NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOOOOO!

Two: You copy and pasted that...

Darry: Yep (You can even count the O's)

Leeann: All I need is my body
My pussy pink just like salami

Steve: I'm gonna eat it up like salami

Two: You don't like salami...

Leeann: Don't need no drink to get naughty
Cause bitch I'm not Bill Cosby

Soda: You might not need a drink but Stevie does...

Leeann: My pussy mean and it's clean
I'm not a squirter I cream

Steve: Damn right

Two: Ummmm no please no

Leeann: Keep it smellin' like baby wipes
I never smell like sardines

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