post 22

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I GET TO BE THE MOTHERFUCKING RACECAR.

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COLD CARESS

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I don't kiss and tell.

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I felt that thing against my thigh.

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what the hell mokona can't play.

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I don't think my hands are large enough.

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unless you give us pictures.

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oh shit that was your thigh.

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She wants to be the banker.

And no.

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you think she does?

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WHAT

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huh.

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OF COURSE IT WAS MY THIGH

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NOTHING

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EVEN IN MY SLEEP I WILL NOT LET YOU TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME

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DUDE THATS ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT.

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And mean little children and exorcists, yes.

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KEEP YOUR THIGH AWAY FROM MY COCK

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So you're that type.

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mokona can count

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He'll show you his dick.

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motherfucking cocktease

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Why are you hard so much when you sleep anyway?

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Unless

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Is there something you're not telling me?

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stop whoring out my dick