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Ah, pull up a chair my son and I shall tell ye a tale. Aye, I remember the day like it was yesterday; the masturbation (i admit it) was none different from any other, yet somehow, the females were nakeder, their bosoms fuller...well, you get the idea. And as I poured out sweet blessedness, the joy brought with it and the continued self-love was enough to rekindle the fire without remasting the flag, and well, damn! she was a good one. But the multiple orgasm is a harsh mistress, and an elusive one as well, and I have nay seen the likes of her since, only rumors and fleeting shadows...
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'Charmant, respektlos, und immer betrunken.'
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