Crossing Lines: A St. Louis Love Story
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“Just say it, ma.” He smirked. “Say what?” I probed. He was looking at me through the mirror as I was doing the same. “You wanna fuck this twelve-inch dick,” he strongly replied. “Don't be ashamed, shordy. I wanna fuck you too with it.” If anything, somebody needed to call 911 and tell them it was a horse loose in the projects. That's how large his imprint was in his shorts.
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