Through my rapacity, I filled your mother to capacity.
At first your mom was a little reticent about being blogged. "[name]," she said, "I'm not sure I'm ready for that kind of relationship." Fortunately, she quieted down once she got my blog in her mouth. I blogged her till she begged me to stop, and then till she begged for more; it was her first, best, and last blog. Then I slit her throat and threw her in a ditch. [For a full apologia, click here]
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Through my voraciousness, I deformed your mom's curvaceous tits.
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