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What started as a routine appendectomy gradually, without anyone else in the operating theatre noticing, became a full gender-reassignment operation. By the time anyone did notice, it was too late to stop, otherwise she would have been some kind of freak!
shouted the DJ across the mic towards the dance floor, and the crowd went wild in anticipation and expectation of the live sex show they just saw....
shivering with passionless lust as they pumped away at each other. Jiz splashed across the stagelights. Groans filled the cubicle. Then my fifty pence ran out and the viewing hole closed!
"No more peeping for you, Tom" came the authorative tone. Tom stood, dejected and alone, thinking of all the pickle he had left behind. He decided his plan of action would be
better than just standing in the rain as he did every night after knawing at the bushes outside her house with its lights, its bricks and fancy drainpipes
salmon lips make the best bricks!
Crowfeeder
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