A pic nic of a perverse family of farmers turns into an orgy!
I allowed myself to smile; the sweeping curlicue underline flourish was a nice touch. “Yeah, you like that don’t you, you little slut. In the short time Mark and I had Hardcore been home, I’d already had more fun of a sexual nature than during the rest of my life combined.
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