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cut flesh like a wedding cake heavy porcelain fondant each rib a slice topped with cherry filling a body that is no longer mine open to a glossy woman pg. 6 9 moves your guy will love tear her in two, each ligament snapped a body that is no longer hers the body is a temple and ours have been decimated, deconstructed made for human consumption and delivered to our loyal subscribers
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 1:36 AM UTC
loose means to ends
cut flesh like a wedding cake heavy porcelain fondant each rib a slice topped with cherry filling a body that is no longer mine open to a glossy woman pg. 6 9 moves your guy will love tear her in two, each ligament snapped a body that is no longer hers the body is a temple and ours have been decimated, deconstructed made for human consumption and delivered to our loyal subscribers
mrs-kite
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 1:36 AM UTC
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