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  >> Static Item >> Short Story >> Romance/Love >> ID #1838928  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Muzzy goes on a date.
A drive and some ice cream.
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        "So, I had this dream I was falling off a cliff and I grabbed your dick.
        It popped off in my hand." Ann Coulter said. Muzzy swerved the pickup.
        "What do you think that means? I like you a lot. Why would I rip your
        dick off?" Ann Coulter said. "Would you like some ice cream?" Muzzy
        pointed to the Dairy Queen and pulled in. Muzzy got a coffee frap and
        Ann Coulter got a strawberry Sunday.

        They sat on a bench with other folks. "It's really great to meet you.
        Your a very popular political pundit." Muzzy slurped his frap.
        "Well, I'm on the road a lot and my husband is boring." she gave
        Muzzy a chocolate kiss. "Everybody is different." Muzzy smiled.
        "Do you like to do it doggy style? I prefer to be on my back."
        Ann Coulter licked up her spoon. "Whatever get us there!" Muzzy
        gave a toothy smile.

        Ann Coulter giggled and then looked serious. "What are your politics?"
        she snorted. "Whatever get us to the bed." Muzzy smirked.
        Ann Coulter laughed like a donkey, "I really like that. Strange how I
        dreamt about ripping your dick off. I think dicks are so silly. I just want
        to slap them around." "That's okay. I want to cum on your face." Muzzy
        grinned. Ann laughed like a donkey.

        "What's your stand on abortion?" Ann Coulter asked.
        "Let's work that out missionary style." Muzzy's eyes sparkled.
        "Oh, God your making me wet." Ann Coulter panted and gave Muzzy
        an open mouth chocolate kiss. In two shakes of a lambs tail, Muzzy
        and Ann Coulter were breaking Commandments in a motel.
        "Tell me again why you put your feet behind your head?" Muzzy asked.
        "My legs always get in the way. They're like ostrich legs." Ann Coulter
        answered and rubbed her boney butt.

        "It made an awesome fuck." Muzzy winked and poured some more
        chocolate sauce on Ann Coulter's waxed mound.

                                    *2012 Campaign Announcement*                 

                    This has been a political pun for Muzzy for President.
                    Let's all try to have more fun and not war.
                   

        (*)(*)
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