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| Dad what are you doing in here - you've been in here for ages! It's not possible to shit for that long. | |
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| I'm just a little egg bound I think. Give me a few more minutes. | |
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She heard it all before though, she's heard everything
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| Oh just a few more minutes eh? ENOUGH TIME TO FIRE YOUR BOLT YOU MEAN?????? | |
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| ...what? How.....what do you mean? ....shit. | |
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| Thats right, I've seen you coming in here at all hours of the night - that book on freaks tucked under one arm and a tub of goose fat uner the other. Frankly I think you're a dirty little cunt. | |
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| Whoa there - don't knock it till you've tried it. I recommend a good tug to Mr Lobstrocity, as I call him. Just don't let me catch you wanking to any bound feet, OK? Thats strictly for perverts. | |
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