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Dec 2014
***, hips, breast, she grinds an twist she hears the men screaming " I LOVE YOU *****" she knows she property she knows she's grown she pops her back to get and extra 50 she gets slapped to get another 20 she's sad and mad alone no one to call her own she's been like this since 1986 dancing for the devil but as pure as an angle she never asked for this this but she like the fact she not alone.
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lamont el gran
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