You start touching yourself, probing your squishy fun-fun land.
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| Hey there, sailor. How about buying a girl a drink and then brutally fucking her in the ass? | |
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You're about to climax when
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| Ewww! He touching nasty man-ness, look! | |
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You rewrap squishy fun-fun land and wonder how anyone can see you in such darkness. As you wipe your brow with your arm and feel the blindfold. --Take off the blindfold --Ask why you've been kidnapped
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