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Somewhere in the wild west...
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| Mister? Mister cowboy? I lost sight of my mommy a ways back when we were picking strawberries for papa, and I was wondering if you could help me find my way home in time for Sunday dinner? | |
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| Well now. I suppose I could at that, darlin'. But first, you'd have to put my dusty cock into that pretty mouth o' yers, and keep it there for a real long time. | |
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| Okay. Okay, I will. If it means that I can go home and be with my mommy and daddy again. | |
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