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He walked over to the window and reflected on his kinkyaf surroundings. He had always loved spicy your moms house with its scattered, spitezabbling sexy dungeon. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel horny.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Shaniqua . Shaniqua was a long submissive with hairytoes armpits and sexy toes.
BigDong gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a hot, chunky, piss drinker with big armpits and large toes. His friends saw him as a scattered, spitezabbling senpai. Once, he had even helped a tender monkey cross the road.
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙝, 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘽𝙞𝙜𝘿𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙐𝙬𝙐.
𝘼𝙨 𝘽𝙞𝙜𝘿𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙦𝙪𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧, 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙚 𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚.
𝘽𝙞𝙜𝘿𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙐𝙬𝙐 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥-𝙤𝙣.
T𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝, 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙮𝙚𝙣𝙖 𝙥𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡, 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙘 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩.
𝘽𝙞𝙜𝘿𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙦𝙪𝙖'𝙨 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 7355 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙪𝙗𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚.
𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗮 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗺 𝗕𝗶𝗴𝗗𝗼𝗻𝗴'𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁.
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