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Based on "Winter" by William ShakespeareWhen ghastly melons guard the door,And coloured sugars come by the bag,And fields of grass wear green no more,And leaves begin to wilt and sag. When the bones of nature litter our floor,Then Jack grows into a witchly hag,Makeup and wig Come out at last, While greedy children knock at the gate.When days grow short and nights grow long,And teen athletic games take place,And ravens nightly croak their song,And orange and black adorn. People are so easy to play, once you find out what makes them tick."You can't cum, Marcie, not until I tell you to. Don't stop, though. Don't stop rubbing your clit, thinking about how your best friend's little brother spent so many hours staring at your body, thinking about how much he wanted to see you naked, thinking about how much he wanted to touch your tits, feel your mouth wrapped around his hardness..."Power and cruelty worked both ways though - she'd loved the hypothetical moment when. After having handled big tools inside her, Doc’s thing felt short. This was apparent on her face.“Aren’t you enjoying this?” he asked. She didn’t reply but clearly, she was just faking it, badly. “Ahh, get Dr. Diloo.” he moaned. She smiled hearing this. She got up and went to the briefcase. After many uses of that eight-inch dick-shaped metallic rod, Doc couldn’t stop himself from naming it.Getting the rod she came back. This time she let his dick slid in her butt hole, “Ahh,” he moaned..
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