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Were you born on a farm. Because you really know how to raise a cock!.
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Hello, there!
Were you born on a farm. Because you really know how to raise a cock!.
He preys on me and my youthful innocence, ready to pounce Maim Tear me from piece to piece until I am a mere shadow of my former self Until what is becomes what was. Faded. Dust.
I cant wait that heady rush of excitement Blood in my veins accelarating, stomach churning Unspoken words as our lustful gazes take precedence over the moment Time lost the clock ticks Provides...