Uncontrollable disappointment is a drag, from a pact in
heaven to its neglect, starched prawn sub UV. Decode patiently
my lips one two error restart swiping your card through
shambles n down the rift in her
spoiled trunk, remitting contrite gasps. Rats pick at her dwindlingly cunt-like
lips and lap at pre-death tartar. Their choice is a straitened wheel
of mishap ABS, half off now available now trust drilled
out / grease-stanched. Feeding tiny tiny murmurs of tenderness through
this slit blink and hate will
fasten your eyes in oculos, it's that quick, like hell. Raped in a pram.
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