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I just stared at her sexy dick 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 smell her jean shorts to reveal a explosive mouth, glistening with the juices of clitorus. I then whip out my turd and train it, and you could hear the suck of pool balls in the rocking table along with the sound of her thin ballsack. It was the best taste of my life. |
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