prostrate and thresh yourself, savoring the delicious noise of the wrench wracking against your flesh and lavishing in the ambrosial feeling as the surges of pain rise and eventually break free from your control like a dam bursting after a heavy rain and send you into a orgasmic state, convulsing in a mix of ecstasy and excrutiating anguish.
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Lose 54 bullets
Madeline has dysentery
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