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The Place Didnīt Look Bad |
she had huge thighs and a very good laugh she laughed at everything and the curtains were yellow and I finished rolled off and before she went to the bathroom she reached under the bed and threw me a rag.
it was hard with other menīs sperm. I wiped off on the sheet. when she came out she bent over and I saw all that behind as she put Mozart on. |
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