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The press of precious nectar from the pouting penis slit stirs tongue to conservation's task, even as the pith of prepuced lusciousness is born again to our thirst. Now th'endearing dollop disperses on our palate to give taste of promised succulence, where soon the acoustic resonance of our moaning seal will seize a 2nd suckstring of the salve. Ask penis.
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