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Dec 2017
β€œWhat'cha lookin' at?”; β€œWhat do you mean, what am I looking at?”; β€œHey! Climb down off my ***! I just asked!”; β€œOkay. I'm looking at the floor.”; β€œYeah, me too.”

Our ****** love will not be the subject of gossippers. Toby held his thrill-hammer while Monica applied the petroleum jelly. β€œThat feels better Monica. I have the hot water and rags.”
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