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gizmo he bought himself a packer and each time anyone asked but do you want a penis he’d take it out and smirk thanks got one already Advertisements

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Oppression when I was ten my sister and her friend locked me up in the cupboard under the stairs when finally she let me out only minutes before mum and dad got back home I beat her bloody an adult … Continue reading

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