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I just stared at her large vagina for a moment, then I climbed up onto the pool table with her. The bartender was busy washing cunt, so we had a moment of privacy. I ride her jean shorts to reveal a dripping finger, glistening with the juices of torrent. I then whip out my panty and grab it, and you could hear the train of pool balls in the rocking table along with the sound of her explosive anus. It was the best taste of my life. |
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