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As you spread your vajazzled canopyo'er my wrinkled travellerhe finally fell asleep.Do not be upset at me.You gave me respite.This recalcitrant staffis tired of givinghis inner wisdom away.Worn out from strikingbrown mud and frigid stonelet him at least drink a littleof your runny sap, in your mossy, trimmed gardenand tuck himself in,peacefully.
She opened me up by twisting my tincanshe cut herself on my rim? My bloodwas already rushing; it would splat her dumb fucking face. Anyway, itsmells like tuna in here. Hurry up,before you find outthat it is really just anchovy.before you drain outall my milky, pulpy brinethrough the holes of your hairy colander.
Nipple, she signed.Supple, her thighs.Gorilla grip, her pussy. And my tool,was perfectfor her opposable thumb to drooland rub against, in advanced object manipulation.T'was erectuntil the moment of ejaculation.