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Five-hundred miles away, my brother’s plans for the day involved a trip to the shops, a swift bank robbery and finally a relaxing night in front of the TV. Of course, the third stage of the plan depended on the success of the second, but he was sure he'd covered every aspect. He knew his pla place was at her feet. Her every wish his command. Lick my feet you snivelling little worm! She barked the order like it was something dirty - which I guess it was.... though he didn't know that, he was too busy trying to rid himself of the image of her underarms rubbing my bald bald head in a casual (and yet seductive) manner. I didn't want it to stop so badly, and yet, I am aroused. Deeply aroused. I'm never turning off the vibrate option on my cell phone.
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896555176 896555176 Now we just need to publish it with Fabio on the cover art. Tue, 14 Aug 07 08:14:28 AM
896555176 752670738 It took me a while to piece it all together, but it works really well. Also, I can't get rid of the image of a dominatrix rubbing her armpits on a bald, bald head now. :| Tue, 14 Aug 07 08:18:44 AM
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