I am going to hurt you.You are going to hurt me.But we will do it with practiced fingersand passionate mouthsand I swear — Trista Mateer
I am going to hurt you.You are going to hurt me.But we will do it with practiced fingersand passionate mouthsand I swear — Trista Mateer
I am going to hurt you.You are going to hurt me.But we will do it with practiced fingersand passionate mouthsand I swear — Trista Mateer
I am going to hurt you.You are going to hurt me.But we will do it with practiced fingersand passionate mouthsand I swear — Trista Mateer
I am going to hurt you.You are going to hurt me.But we will do it with practiced fingersand passionate mouthsand I swear — Trista Mateer
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I am going to hurt you.You are going to hurt me.But we will do it with practiced fingersand passionate mouthsand I swear to godit will be worth something.

— Trista Mateer
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