RIP ME, multi

FIRST NAME

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whatever

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The seemingly never-ending streams of gentleman's relish emanating from his cervix cigar soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio. With my piss flaps now much like that bathroom door in The Shining, he thought it was time to start sliding my shit winker. Is now the time to tell him I really need to roll a stink pickle, I wondered? Hours of raiding like this would leave any girl's roast beef platter looking like Terry Waite's allotment, and I was no different! Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his bald-headed yogurt slinger plunged deeper into my poo pipe. I can't wait to devour the man fat from his purple-headed trouser snake.

FIRST NAME

no more than [break]
three lines of [break]
whatever

[attr="class","ntxt2"]
The seemingly never-ending streams of gentleman's relish emanating from his cervix cigar soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio. With my piss flaps now much like that bathroom door in The Shining, he thought it was time to start sliding my shit winker. Is now the time to tell him I really need to roll a stink pickle, I wondered? Hours of raiding like this would leave any girl's roast beef platter looking like Terry Waite's allotment, and I was no different! Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his bald-headed yogurt slinger plunged deeper into my poo pipe. I can't wait to devour the man fat from his purple-headed trouser snake.

FIRST NAME

no more than [break]
three lines of [break]
whatever

[attr="class","ntxt2"]
The seemingly never-ending streams of gentleman's relish emanating from his cervix cigar soon had me coated like a plasterer's radio. With my piss flaps now much like that bathroom door in The Shining, he thought it was time to start sliding my shit winker. Is now the time to tell him I really need to roll a stink pickle, I wondered? Hours of raiding like this would leave any girl's roast beef platter looking like Terry Waite's allotment, and I was no different! Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his bald-headed yogurt slinger plunged deeper into my poo pipe. I can't wait to devour the man fat from his purple-headed trouser snake.