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I truly believe that inside my pants lurks the pubic mane of a god. It's like a divine hamster came from the heavens to sacrifice his warm fur coat for my tender, supple ball bag.

When morning comes I rise to the scent of heated dong water. It is only natural as my hand maiden prefers to use the hot sweat of my ball bag to intermix with her cheerios and store bought Dick Milk. We call this feast, Ball Sweat Dick Milk and Cheerios Divine. Patent Pending.

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