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the good life. Wine, women and song as they used to say.
It seems like some days things can't get any better, and
then a sweet little piece of ass like this walks in. I
knew from the moment I saw Vanessa that this was to be
the stuff of legend, and she certainly didn't disappoint.
I cored her out like an abandoned Virginia colemine and
finally solidified my seating arrangement in hell. Sorry
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