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Click hereOn the sofa, holding the phone
Sex talking to a tossing john
Doing fine but only fakin
Strokin pussy, nature naked
One hundred an hour, far too cheap
To know, to hear, grunts down the line.
John just prays his wife don’t trap him
Itchin it on auto pilot.
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Esperanza_Hidalgoabout 14 years agoI like this one girl
and how did ya get it to do that thingy to line up to the right. That's kinda a cool idea. An O, don't forget the frickin' autopilot.
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