We fucked out in the fish nets. You got cod scales in your pudenda hair



Hi Doll. Where did you come from? Are you Merlin or what? You sure put the hoo-doo on me. I can't shake you. My Ouija board spells your name all by itself. The week we spent together was a dazzler, worth forty visits to the beauty parlour. I look gorgeous, like you ... How about me and you? Let's cultivate this fling. I want to know you better. I want you to heat me up and melt my cellulite again. How about me coming there? I'd live there. It's got to be better than here. I've heard the malls are better there than they are here. Climate controlled air, simulated light, Muzak, simple screwed to the floor plastic chairs formed to fit the size of my big butt. I can't wait. Don't leave me fanning my feeler. We're at the crest of this thing.

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