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And she'd be the spitti'n image of a girl I used to date. Notice how's I said "used to".

Ahhhh, Margaret.

What was his real name Ricky?

She was all she. Maybe not the pertiest thing around, but her titties were real, and her poontang smelled fresh as vinager and pine needles. Real nice, she was. Her little clitty rode up a little high so's she needed a little extra treatment to make her thang kick into high gear. But, when it did (and by that time my hand was clawing up from working too hard on her little clitty) WATCH OUT! She'd claw ma back and squeeze my niples till they turned blue. Why do women think that just because they want their little clitties flicked and their nipples wrenched, you want a hurttin like that?

Anywhoo, there wern't no crammin things in the poop-shoot with 'old Margarett. It was all about her cunny hole and flick'n her clitty till she couldn't stand it no longer.

Was that Margaret Thatcher?

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