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Resurrection
With every stroke I feel and hear the slapping sounds of your inner thighs, the sound of air and wetness excreting from your hot cunt, the screams and moans of pleasure and pain resonating from your delicious mouth and it makes me want to pound you so fucking hard and harder until my cock smashes against your cervix like a fatal car crash....until the pussy is dead.....
Only the be resurrected with a slow soft moist slap of my tongue...
Only the be resurrected with a slow soft moist slap of my tongue...
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