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Oct 22
Molly was an ex-lesbian who enjoyed long walks on the beach, eating coleslaw with her uncle and drinking from buckets. One day, as she was shaving both legs, there was a knock on the door. It was Dexter, her ex-lover. "Dexter! What do you want?!" Molly asked as the towel slipped from her **** body. "Sorry," she whispered. "That's okay. I see tons of naked ex-lesbians every day!" Dexter exclaimed moments before walking away. "I wonder what he meant by that?" Molly wondered.
๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐˜‡๐˜† ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ธ๐˜†
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๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐˜‡๐˜† ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ธ๐˜†  หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰
(หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰)   
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