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ng the remnants of my wine, I stab his active left arm, piercing through flesh and breaking up his ball and socket. "You deserve every bit of this." The thought of another man touching what's

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wetting my chapped lips. I winced as I sobbed quietly, clutching

n going to end?

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. It is not that deep. Leave immediately if this is not the type of

folks, delulu,

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