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Jan 2012
First you unzip the pants and you drag old ***** out. Then you beat his crusty old *** all about.
And when you grip down on the shaft and you twist em just right. Then the little ***** boegie takes off in a flight.

Wada ya think. Let me know
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nonya bidness
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