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Tilted
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Queef Stories
[NSFW] unibrow.uber.com/queefing
I don't know if I'm shocked or impressed that there are this many home-made videos celebrating an individual's ability to queef on command. I mean, it's kinda sexy because most of the girls are on the floor in tiny shorts with their legs up in the air, but on the other hand they are also blasting pussy farts at me with frightening consistency. I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK! Tell us your queef stories. |
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Location: Iceland
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Do you mean to say that you have no personal queef stories of your own, to get the thread rolling? (This is the usual protocol.)
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Insane
Location: Orlando, Florida
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UKking: I don't see how a correlation would exist except by chance, certainly not a strong one. Queefing is the result of air trapped in the vagina, whereas female ejaculation is typically thought to originate from the paraurethral glands. Separate processes and causes.
On topic, since the air in a vagina is not comprised of odorous gases produced within the intestines, I'm not troubled by them. ![]() |
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Let's put a smile on that face
Location: On the road...
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Funny story. After a romp in the sack I decided to give my lady a few kisses down there. A few kisses turned into me lapping excitedly at her clitoris. Well then all of a sudden comes this huge queef, almost knocked me on my ass. I was very surprised and then overcome by a bought of laughter. That ended the sexual moment but it both left us with a good chuckle. I suppose this could have turned out bad if one or more of us were not so good natured about such things.
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Minion of Joss
Location: The Windy City
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So, my girl and I are having this total marathon fuck session, right? We do it in the pool for like an hour, and then on this deck chair, she's kinda hanging off the back, and we're going at it.... It was like the hottest thing, ever. Finally, we both come hard, and we're panting and going "Damn, that was unreal!" She gets up, and suddenly lets loose a whole string of queefs, loud and staccato and rhythmic. It was kind of like she queefed the opening bars to "Louie, Louie." She blushed, but laughed, and I just about died laughing.
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