Deadly Virgin

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l just above the bed missed the memo spe

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nd looked at him w

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cus, I reminde

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knowing fully well t

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sing my face, neck and moved to my lips like I am

isses saying, "My darling, I

n to my dick like

er wraps around the lollipop and

cherish you til

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ed, money, fame

g for you, but you will

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while he slowly sta

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bled on my nipple

f enjoying whatever

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my victory, and the

e knew he was too

is an inch longer than the smallest

longer than the average man in his country, but

f-blabbing when I noticed a

the change in the man

ld like a beast r

aline pumping th

thing slowed down

s herself into foc

m² bedroom became cle

o the crystal chandelier, everyth

lips as I slowly stalke

with little beads of

ks like a ballet dancer who's about to

g at him as I began to f

pitates in a

ng gone as I ravished in the view called

be sloppy, his heart pounding, his voice calling my name, with my breath

inding of his skin against mine, his occasional groans chasing after that fleeting

not his pathetic excuse of a 3.96 inch

k failing to notice its t

moment where everything zoom

the most powerful being like Dara, A man

onths just to track

a, a man feared fo

use to discourage their ch

rdered families and wiped out the

nt of the number of unmarked g

a flight to Cambodia just

st called Dara, ... b

perfect