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I like your Pygmy elbows & your tiny Pygmy face & how you bend
over invitingly with experienced Pygmy sodomites at Pygmy ******
so that inexperienced, virginal Pygmy girls do not feel out of place.๏ปฟ
"๐—” ๐˜๐—ผ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฌ-๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฌ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ, ๐—ฎ ๐Ÿต๐Ÿฑ% ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜€, ๐˜„๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น." โ€” ๐—ง๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ง๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—–.๐—ก.๐—ก., ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ผ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐‘ด๐’„๐‘จ๐’๐’—๐’‚๐’๐’š ๐‘ฐ๐’๐’•๐’†๐’๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’†๐’๐’„๐’† ๐‘จ๐’…๐’—๐’Š๐’”๐’๐’“, ๐Ÿฒ/๐Ÿต๐Ÿฒ
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"๐—œ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—จ.๐—ฆ.๐—”. ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿต๐Ÿณ๐Ÿด, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—น๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฎ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต." -- ๐——๐—ฟ. ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ ๐—ฆ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฏ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐™๐™ค๐™ ๐™–๐™ž ๐™…๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ก ๐™ค๐™› ๐™€๐™ญ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง๐™ž๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ก ๐˜ฝ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ก๐™ค๐™œ๐™ฎ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ˆ๐™š๐™™๐™ž๐™˜๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™š, ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿต๐Ÿด๐Ÿด.
When I was young I thunk Chicklet was quite the sassy, saucy dish:
double stitching ******, stripping for money, eating discounted fish
and majoring in alcoholics while imitating crapped-out Lillian Gish
******* on Easter portraits to the wall as that was her Easter wish.
Young Nig Termite held back laughter as his bride Gloria Cronkite unhitched 3 horses from the coach. "There Nig, I hope you're happy now. I nearly perforated my ***** reaching up so high," she whined. "That'll make things easier for me tonight in our marital bed: just you, me and 2 hobos," Nig replied. "Two hobos?" Gloria questioned. "Why two?" Nig thought a moment: "Because we agreed two was plenty."
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