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| Ahhh time for a break and little Jesus chat. | |
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| *Angel types* Hi sweet Jesus lover boy! I have been a busy beaver today working on my house. Now I am relaxing, drinking coffee and having a smoke. You being a good boy? | |
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| *Jesus reply* My sweet Angel, you are my precious piece of buttered toast. I need you to dip into my yolk of love, consuming my runny, undercooked white man stuff. Uhhhhh . . . | |
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| *Angel reply* Oh Jesus! The poetry you sing to me is sugar and spice to my ears! I need you to eat my crust! Unfortunately I must return to my labors, farewell my lovely tube of liverwurst! Teehee! | |
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| Mistress Angel, Steve is pouring the cement for your new driveway, Glen is paneling the game room and I have reshingled the roof. Can I please have the sex you promised? Please Mistress! | |
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| I am busy watching DVD's! How dare you ask for pleasure you worm! Go find something else to do and maybe Angel will let you sniff her socks later. A womans work is never done! | |
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