Oh yes, oh Fuck yes, I will consume them all... every last boy dripping sweetly and ineffectively without rancor or truculent bunching behaviors- stuff them all down my less than ample bosom, roll them and crush them between my behemoth thighs, lick down their spines and in the cracks- stuff them wholeheartedly while the aspic tongue pie simmers in the bun oven warmed by the remnants of their miserable childhoods.
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Fine stuff indeed
this kinda turns me on.
'Kinda turns you on' haaaaaah! It gives me the raging horn!
My life became so much simpler once I finally realized all I really wanted was to be devoured by strange women.
Fantastic. And db ... 100%.
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