low blows

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 Just when I thought he couldn't go any lower, his vengeance out-dreamt me.  And he got gutter...  I don't know why I was so surprised.  It should have been obvious...  The way he ate my pussy, made me think my insides were sugar roads leading to oil wells of eternal life - mines of gold.  Who could stop digging?

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