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(1)ones laughing like a dog with 2 22's who're like 3: a whorish slightly giggling mess 3 prods the carpet by footed semblance of leather assembling her flesh in the left corner of a lazy rectangle cinema cube. 1nes still cackling throat ******* cords vibrating stupidly on every face with the 2 maybe 23's mouthhanding and eyefucking with his fat grunt syllabary. 3's uncomfortable atthe sycophantic panting of her 23's atthis masculine discharge wetting the silence a pulsing ***** of tongue barking vomit . as an usher ushers fleetly our moist intellects to the quiet little. the quiet little notch. of waiting excited screaming visuals a screen crucified blathering. the 1's ungiddy prance detonates by the skinnyjeaned legs pumping fetid motion. in company of long femininity. and the ovals of 3 grate swift bile at they're lump. and they swallow inthedarkness his moronic spit. and puke . . .
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Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 10:17 AM UTC
(1)ones laughing
(1)ones laughing like a dog with 2 22's who're like 3: a whorish slightly giggling mess 3 prods the carpet by footed semblance of leather assembling her flesh in the left corner of a lazy rectangle cinema cube. 1nes still cackling throat ******* cords vibrating stupidly on every face with the 2 maybe 23's mouthhanding and eyefucking with his fat grunt syllabary. 3's uncomfortable atthe sycophantic panting of her 23's atthis masculine discharge wetting the silence a pulsing ***** of tongue barking vomit . as an usher ushers fleetly our moist intellects to the quiet little. the quiet little notch. of waiting excited screaming visuals a screen crucified blathering. the 1's ungiddy prance detonates by the skinnyjeaned legs pumping fetid motion. in company of long femininity. and the ovals of 3 grate swift bile at they're lump. and they swallow inthedarkness his moronic spit. and puke . . .
patrick-wakefield-1
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Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 10:17 AM UTC
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