| quidgydog |
He laid her on the table, so white & clean & bare.
His forehead wet with beads of sweat, he rubbed her here & there.
He touched her neck then felt her breast, then drooling felt her thigh.
The slit was wet & all was set, he gave a joyous cry.
The hole was wide, he looked inside, all was dark & murky.
He rubbed his hands & streched his arms
……… then he stuffed the turkey.
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Have a great Christmas all.
How about we just try to get through a few days without a bitch fight?!
But then get straight back into it . . . . . . . they are too much fun! |
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