Filthy Friday:

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  1. the fence darling, go back to the fence.

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  2. Now where in the world did that key go?

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  3. I love you Babette, he said, his eyes burning like titanium drill bits looked deep into her own, she gasped at the touch of his strong and gentle hands tugging at her pink frilly knickers, she squatted over him and he stuck his cock up her brown daisy. A thousand magic sensations shivered through her body as he plunged deeper and deeper into her muck bucket releasing his filthy yoghurt in a force 10 gale of passion, panting and gasping for breath Winston pulled out his love truncheon with a parrrrrrp, he traced the contours of Babette's face with his finger and then gently pushed her head towards his now floppy member 'clean me, my darling' he said, his gold teeth glinting in the moonlight, Babette was powerless to resist and went at his cock scraping off all the undigested bits of sweetcorn from around his helmet, like a starving dog eating a hot potato.

    This was her man.

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