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| pfffft. hE dOEsn't hAvE thE bAlls tO gEt rId Of Us. wE'rE lIkE smAck, bAby. EAsy tO stArt, hArd tO stOp. | |
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| Time to make at it like bunnies, I guess. | |
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| But I'm still sore from last night... | |
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| [ It thinks that it has found true peace. Or a true piece of ass, either or. ] | |
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| RARRRRRRRR! Tobor want you to put your finger up there again! | |
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