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O my divine lord, it grieves my heart to see you in this wretched state so.
sad and lonely.
It's gone, my cock won't get up.
Don't say such things, you're more butch than all boys.
My dear Tinkulai, what's done is done as a man.
O my divine lord, it grieves my heart to see you in this wretched state so.
sad and lonely.
It's gone, my cock won't get up.
Don't say such things, you're more butch than all boys.
My dear Tinkulai, what's done is done as a man.