
by the honeyglazed hams they have been frantically fondling for the past six hours.
I swear, their skin must be covered in blisters from the friction of the endless heavy grasping and palpitating of those salty pigthighs.
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Tue 6 Jan 2009, 15:15,
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I swear, their skin must be covered in blisters from the friction of the endless heavy grasping and palpitating of those salty pigthighs.