..smell my womanly enormous two thousand pound gorgeous hairy raw purple love sausage and lather me with your juicy puppy like tongue
& manipulate and drool on my forest sized luscious apparatus and I will flood the repulsive lusty breasts & the mothers love peach pedal
..and deliriously worship the power of his sweet rust iron rock hard head scream as he smears the bitter white shot on her delicate waxy smooth moon
..blow her friends pole like a storm goddess produces wind
..franticly pant with cry’s of sordid language felt by easy drunk ugly girls chained together
..incubate an urge of blue mist beneath him he can dream some elaborate vision showing feet
..wanting to playfully fiddle a crooked spring
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