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A swirling orgasm of argyle split the air as her screams were rendered ineffectual.
Sh'd been abducted to the land of wool, and her skin itched immediately upon arrival.

The Wife

Oh, Matt. :) I always enjoy reading your comments. I wish I could tap your brain sometimes when I'm having trouble with a caption and it's 1 a.m. and I'm just frustrated. Do you use chat?


Real men can wear purple with rolls on the sleeves. He's a little light in the loafers, isn't he?

They went through the wormhole at light speed they went straight to plaid.

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