I think I’ve become like one of the others. There was a frail syrup dripping off His lap danced lapel, punctuated by her decrepit prowl. She washed down the hatching gizzard soft as a mane of needles. His orifice icicles hemorrhaged by combing her torso to a pile. Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse. She was a mink handjob in
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Its betsy!!!!...
I asked david out..He said yes!!!!!omgz..i love ya hun
BFFL FOUR E FOUR YOU...FOUR ALWAYS!!!!!!!!
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