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| Bless me father, for I have sinned... | |
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| Okay. Just a minute while I rearrange things. | |
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| What's going on anyway. I have a funny feeling that you're behind me. | |
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| Yes I am. Can you tell what I'm doing behind you? | |
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| It feels like something small is being pushed in and out of my ass. | |
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| You're such a nasty bitch! I want 5 minutes of silence while I moan about you unto God. Then I want you to pull up your nasty panties and get out! | |
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