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Illusione Original Documents Candela 88 Robusto: Rather pleasant, significant Jalapeno, Green pepper flavor, mixed with an undertone of a nutty, butteryness.

Changed into a very subtle Nesquik Chocolatiness, even more cream and nut in the last third. Paired with an Elderberry Gin and Tonic. 6/7

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I finally completed my DS1 Overseer cosplay. Cigars and whisky added for accuracy. Titties not so much. The last photo is just me being a slut.

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Trans girl driving a big, roided out truck with LED hi beams because she likes the implication.

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trading tiddy pics should be a common occurance like now, right now This exact moment in time and space

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I got that dawg in me. That dawg is my girlfriend. It's been two hours now, please send help

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Honestly, passenger trains really need a comeback. Like, could you imagine being able to travel across the country for real cheap, real quick. I mean, we need the classics. Dinner car, drink car, sleeping cars. Fuck the smoking cars tbh.

We could replace them with, i dunno... cars with a couple butch lesbians. I'm just spitballing here. I'd rate it five stars if I was assailed and pit into a breeding press by multiple masc women, tho. You know, I'm just puttin ideas out here.

Pinned and fucked until I'm a whimpering mess? Best day imaginable. Pinned and fucked until I'm a whimpering mess on a bullet train? Sounds pretty nice, but ya know, just saying the first thing on my mind. Yeah...

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Brought my puppygirl GF to the vet to get an abortion. The Vet shook his head and said "I told you two last time neither of you can get pregnant. Are you okay?" Can I sue?!?

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When I'm tied to the bed, hornier then sin and beg her "Anything goes, please...". Then she ducks out of the room for five min, reappearing in the late 1970s soviet uniform I got for her.

"Hazzah" I thought "She loves me so dearly" but as she removes her outerwear she reveals the khakis worn in place of the galliffet trousers I got for her.

I plead with her "No, No," I tell her "that isn't accurate." but she doesn't care. I start crying when she pounds me into the mattress, not from the fucking, I'm loving that, no worries. But the gall of this dacryphillic bitch. I told her anything goes, I didn't expect heartbreak.