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a long time ago, far away
from my mother-in-law whose breath
would be her last, since she's on the floor dying
to feel some genuine satin running through her fingers. But here she was stuck with ugly cordorouy. She had to move to a better state in life. She
owed this to the millions of
young men who have learnt that a mother's love may be unconditional, but that they prefer pubic ecstasy.
