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Mr Nice guy

Screamer:Don’t you want to fuck me?
Nice guy: I can barely hold back, but gentlemen respect.
Screamer: Fuck that! Pussy’s made for it. I’m made for it. I’ll give it all to you. Mr. Gentleman, eat it, fuck it, love it. Just do something!
Written by puckit (S.A. Elrod)
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