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2019-09-25 at 5:30 AM UTCHarold was a burly man whose fleece was white as frozen cumrags. He had a lot of actual frozen cumrags, but they had bear cum. The family dog, Bear, was missing after attacking a group of Boy Scouts who had wandered into the basement where a sharp series of barks revealed an exotic sex ring orchestrated by none other than Mr. Snackass, the local town shaman. Not only was he the last person anybody would suspect, he was the first person nobody suspected.
Harold left in his olive green Ford F150 -
2019-09-25 at 5:32 AM UTCHarold was a burly man whose fleece was white as frozen cumrags. He had a lot of actual frozen cumrags, but they had bear cum. The family dog, Bear, was missing after attacking a group of Boy Scouts who had wandered into the basement where a sharp series of barks revealed an exotic sex ring orchestrated by none other than Mr. Snackass, the local town shaman. Not only was he the last person anybody would suspect, he was the first person nobody suspected.
Harold left in his olive green Ford F150 to search for Bear, who -
2019-09-25 at 5:34 AM UTCHarold was a burly man whose fleece was white as frozen cumrags. He had a lot of actual frozen cumrags, but they had bear cum. The family dog, Bear, was missing after attacking a group of Boy Scouts who had wandered into the basement where a sharp series of barks revealed an exotic sex ring orchestrated by none other than Mr. Snackass, the local town shaman. Not only was he the last person anybody would suspect, he was the first person nobody suspected.
Harold left in his olive green Ford F150 to search for Bear, who he suspected hadn't gone far. -
2019-09-25 at 5:35 AM UTCHarold was a burly man whose fleece was white as frozen cumrags. He had a lot of actual frozen cumrags, but they had bear cum. The family dog, Bear, was missing after attacking a group of Boy Scouts who had wandered into the basement where a sharp series of barks revealed an exotic sex ring orchestrated by none other than Mr. Snackass, the local town shaman. Not only was he the last person anybody would suspect, he was the first person nobody suspected.
Harold left in his olive green Ford F150 to search for Bear, who he suspected hadn't gone far. The scent of cum led -
2019-09-25 at 5:37 AM UTCHarold was a burly man whose fleece was white as frozen cumrags. He had a lot of actual frozen cumrags, but they had bear cum. The family dog, Bear, was missing after attacking a group of Boy Scouts who had wandered into the basement where a sharp series of barks revealed an exotic sex ring orchestrated by none other than Mr. Snackass, the local town shaman. Not only was he the last person anybody would suspect, he was the first person nobody suspected.
Harold left in his olive green Ford F150 to search for Bear, who he suspected hadn't gone far. The scent of cum led Harold immediately to the nearby -
2019-09-25 at 5:39 AM UTCHarold was a burly man whose fleece was white as frozen cumrags. He had a lot of actual frozen cumrags, but they had bear cum. The family dog, Bear, was missing after attacking a group of Boy Scouts who had wandered into the basement where a sharp series of barks revealed an exotic sex ring orchestrated by none other than Mr. Snackass, the local town shaman. Not only was he the last person anybody would suspect, he was the first person nobody suspected.
Harold left in his olive green Ford F150 to search for Bear, who he suspected hadn't gone far. The scent of cum led Harold immediately to the nearby graveyard. Fog had settled over -
2019-09-25 at 5:44 AM UTCHarold was a burly man whose fleece was white as frozen cumrags. He had a lot of actual frozen cumrags, but they had bear cum. The family dog, Bear, was missing after attacking a group of Boy Scouts who had wandered into the basement where a sharp series of barks revealed an exotic sex ring orchestrated by none other than Mr. Snackass, the local town shaman. Not only was he the last person anybody would suspect, he was the first person nobody suspected.
Harold left in his olive green Ford F150 to search for Bear, who he suspected hadn't gone far. The scent of cum led Harold immediately to the nearby graveyard. Fog had settled over the entirety of the boneyard -
2019-09-25 at 8:19 AM UTC
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2019-09-25 at 1:37 PM UTCHarold was a burly man whose fleece was white as frozen cumrags. He had a lot of actual frozen cumrags, but they had bear cum. The family dog, Bear, was missing after attacking a group of Boy Scouts who had wandered into the basement where a sharp series of barks revealed an exotic sex ring orchestrated by none other than Mr. Snackass, the local town shaman. Not only was he the last person anybody would suspect, he was the first person nobody suspected.
Harold left in his olive green Ford F150 to search for Bear, who he suspected hadn't gone far. The scent of cum led Harold immediately to the nearby graveyard. Fog had settled over the entirety of the boneyard, and the nightshade fairies were -
2019-09-26 at 3:34 AM UTCBump
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2019-09-26 at 3:38 AM UTCDiana had never slept with another woman before, but it was an erotic thought she often fantasized about, and as Rebecca's naked body lay before her, Diana couldn't help but feel aroused.
"Go on", Rebecca said softly, "Touch me." Diana leaned down slowly and brushed Rebecca's bare stomach with her fingertips...
It felt good. Like a penis.
A soft, but sturdy penis that felt warm to the touch. In Rebecca's mind, she suddenly felt like she was surrounded by penises.
They were all around her, flopping all around and slapping her face. It was as if she were in a redwood forest of penises. They presented themselves tall and mighty all around her, with...
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2019-09-26 at 4:57 AM UTCHarold was a burly man whose fleece was white as frozen cumrags. He had a lot of actual frozen cumrags, but they had bear cum. The family dog, Bear, was missing after attacking a group of Boy Scouts who had wandered into the basement where a sharp series of barks revealed an exotic sex ring orchestrated by none other than Mr. Snackass, the local town shaman. Not only was he the last person anybody would suspect, he was the first person nobody suspected.
Harold left in his olive green Ford F150 to search for Bear, who he suspected hadn't gone far. The scent of cum led Harold immediately to the nearby graveyard. Fog had settled over the entirety of the boneyard, and the nightshade fairies were articulating a macabre, inaudible harmony
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2019-09-26 at 5:19 AM UTCHarold was a burly man whose fleece was white as frozen cumrags. He had a lot of actual frozen cumrags, but they had bear cum. The family dog, Bear, was missing after attacking a group of Boy Scouts who had wandered into the basement where a sharp series of barks revealed an exotic sex ring orchestrated by none other than Mr. Snackass, the local town shaman. Not only was he the last person anybody would suspect, he was the first person nobody suspected.
Harold left in his olive green Ford F150 to search for Bear, who he suspected hadn't gone far. The scent of cum led Harold immediately to the nearby graveyard. Fog had settled over the entirety of the boneyard, and the nightshade fairies were articulating a macabre, inaudible harmony synonymous with the cries of -
2019-09-26 at 5:42 AM UTCOh my god let's go. Can I just keep going ? I just have to ask.
See what I did there?
Seriously though, hurry up someone. -
2019-09-26 at 5:57 AM UTCSigh
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2019-09-26 at 6:08 AM UTC.......
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2019-09-26 at 6:14 AM UTCa girl I used to work with named her kid Bear. I don't know why
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2019-09-26 at 6:16 AM UTCThanks for that tidbit. Die.
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2019-09-26 at 6:22 AM UTCmake me
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2019-09-26 at 6:25 AM UTC:( I kinda liked this story I just wanted to keep playing.
