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01/21/12(Sat)13:02 No.33474615Oh, by the way
. “P-please…” Berry thrust her hips back, taking the whole neck of the bottle inside her as she dropped her front legs, trying to drain the bottle completely. Snails soldiered on, sweat running down his body as he concentrated on the bottle, hearing it glug as wine quickly escaped into his mulberry lover. He twisted and pulled the bottle, Berry’s enthusiasm growing with each motion her new student made.
I'm working on it, mysterious Berrypunchfag, I am working. |