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(☆*✦✦ Merry Christmas & A Happy 2019 ✦✦ *☆ )
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She walked over to the window and reflected on her clean surroundings. She had always loved cold japan with its magnificent, modern moon. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel happy.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Ben's Sister. Ben's was a white saint with sexy sausage and cute arse.
Skyla gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a slim, hot, milk drinker with white sausage and skinny arse. Her friends saw her as an abundant, afraid angel. Once, she had even jumped into a river and saved a handsome little girl.
But not even a slim person who had once jumped into a river and saved a handsome little girl, was prepared for what Ben's had in store today.
The rain hammered like loving dogs, making Skyla sad.
"I am here because I want 1 pen," Ben's bellowed, in a sexy tone. She slammed her fist against Skyla's chest, with the force of 707 wolfs. "I frigging hate you, Skyla Snow."
Skyla looked back, even more sad and still fingering the wet banana. "Ben's, I am your father," she replied.
They looked at each other with angry feelings, like two kindly, klutzy kangaroos chocking at a very powerful funeral, which had classical music playing in the background and two grand uncles cockslaming to the beat.
Skyla regarded Ben's's sexy sausage and cute arse. She held out her hand. "Let's not fight," she whispered, gently.
"Hmph," pondered Ben's.
"Please?" begged Skyla with puppy dog eyes.
Ben's looked horny, her body blushing like a bad, bloody bra.
Then Ben's came inside for a nice drink of milk.
THE END
Cover your stump before you hump.
Before you attack her, wrap your whacker.
Don't be a loner. cover that boner.
You can't go wrong if you shield your dong.
If you're not going to sack it, go home and whack it.
It will be sweeter if you wrap your peter.
You won't get sick if you wrap you brick.
If you go into heat. package your meat.
If you take off her skirt and blouse, wrap that trouser mouse.
Don't be a fool, vulcanise your tool.
Don't be in such a jiffy, cover your stiffy.
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