In the Secret Lab of the evil Dr. Apocalyptus, Master of Doom, Posse of Universal Defense Super-Agent Holly Honeyhyde does battle for her life...and the fate of the Free World!
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| I can't believe that Doctor Apocalyptus created my perfect clone to fight me! | |
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| She's very good! And such white panties! | |
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The fight heats up, so does something else!
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| She's pretty, too. Great boobs! I wonder what they'd feel like, next to my skin... | |
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| I'm getting all sweaty! Her hands, so firm, and yet so soft. | |
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Uh-oh! What's happening here?
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| Goddamn! Are you as turned on as *I* am? I must know the taste of a woman! | |
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| Damn straight! Let's find a secluded, quiet room and explore our femininity...together. | |
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