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Marylin |
I met sophisticated Marylin in the library. Do you come here for the books? No, I like intelligent men. |
I didn't know that I was so intelligent, because soon she was in my room, and I was studying her pale skin, golden straw hair and pulsating cock. |
You can't belive anything these days. That night I saw Marylin down on Beach Road, picking up guys for a good night session. |
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