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After having my municipal cockwash slammed, he then proceeded to hammer my marmite motorway. Within no time, I could feel the ♥♥♥♥♥♥ steamin' semen haemorrhaging from my fudge factory and all over my furburger. Hours of hammering like this would leave any girl's roast beef platter looking like a rabid baboon's arse, and I was no different! The unrelenting orgasms from his cheese-crusted ♥♥♥♥ plowing my front bum made me come so hard, I began sweating like a fat slag in a disco. The hammering makes me spray my tuna tunnel tears all over his purple-headed trouser snake.

Hours of hammering like this would leave any girl's beef curtains looking like a twisted slipper, and I was no different! Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his ♥♥♥♥ stretcher shoved deeper into my black hole. Some girls are happy just to fish for pearls when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a barbie doll in my clunge pool and a barbie doll up my mud flap. Inserting a gerbil into my birth cannon got me spraying minge mucus faster than a greased weasel ♥♥♥♥. My mouth was so full of womb ferret and ectoplasm, the baby gravy was foaming down my chin and onto my mosquito bites.

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If I don't tune the tuna to get my minge monsoon weeping from my carp cavity, his slut slayer is going to leave my furburger resembling a shot cat. When he removed his clunger from my mud flap, he was pleasantly surprised to see a Mr. Hanky staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to chow down on the corn-eyed butt snake off his Nelson's Column. The mixture of colon cobra and creamy load in my turd-herder created the delicious porthole pudding that he was so fond of. The unrelenting orgasms from his love lollipop plowing my one slice toaster made me come so hard, I began sweating like a midget nun at a penguin shoot. My throat was so full of jebend and gentleman's relish, the creamy load was slobbering down my chin and onto my sweater puppies.