no offense to the other fruits but mangos are clearly and obviously the best fruit
nupp cant agree...bust fruit is mamosum puffin on titty vine.
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no offense to the other fruits but mangos are clearly and obviously the best fruit
nupp cant agree...bust fruit is mamosum puffin on titty vine.
dee nopple bean depress. and riding low, puffins a cannaboid in the vehicle, "acting." and going in the club, sporting a owl on the timepiece. and sedating the ladies, being gentilemon, and reading mocboth in the kong suite on hotel. we supping bobble wine, and sayig im bobble marley son, and also the hendrix. "nugga, pls". double team the chesticle. strang frond in the breeze. im goign my ex crib and drinkig children's sudafed.
tedner busticle nesting sensually. in the wackle glare of serpentine tongue. im glued on the sky, and the lip on the galaxis speckling wryly. im in delsolate sodom land. deprive of my squeexing lactation. im plumping with rage but cant express . fat teat fighting on the glory horizon. I’m to the balck hore. dont leaving me, robust tiddy.cant leaving moi 2 dead alone.
big bong rigging in eggland! so it is supreme titie time! it (again) is the dropping flower budding day of buds!
we puff up the nubule on cigarettes butts. tobacco softening my breast shaped soul. im feeling real cool nd drikig danzig whiskies, and keening puff pod on nipple rump. im wheezing addict! im an alcohol ruining my family.im not gaining much tittie meat on bones.
ur fresh stylish milking udder fattening on the rositterie, and secretly smoking in trash cans. 2pm golden window glowing like the nubustule breasticle.plumping serenly.
smackle rising and rockin'f into the sky. im tap the ash very smoothly like the pale squash face, wackling. padding sweetly on the refreshing round teat.
will u dream of me tonight, aunty titty?
the nop nop buds have enlisted the aid of a professional scribe in the form of the fox-face demon made of smoke to report on the trappings of their battle efforts.
thus spake the vaporous fox face
"Dogged and depleted of our various milk serums for aid, the true-hearted breasticles were forced to flee into the clutches of the wild. there, they squabbled over the booty and booby which had been captured from their effort. Overhead, the repturious battle ragging on. and the naysaying half of the squad eventually set up to flee. They donned their armor. The black-faced raging breasticle leader of the southron clan was wrathfully swelling, and pumpumping the lazer unto them, unto theor breast shaped heds.
and the lesser clan, they who cristened themselves the wang squad, thus swollen themself with air, inflating. they then engaged in riotous warfare against the charred burnt bunches. and on that side of the battlefield, those whom followed the burnt breasticle also charred themselves, and became balckened with the raeg. the glowing black breastis chargs into the front lines while the wang squad took to the sky.
comppriseing mostly air and vapor, the wnag nipple squadron was able to bomorong around the earth and charge their powers.
the balckened rage squads below bellowed into the crustible on the earth, and scorching the earth, turning it also burnt.
to death! and the halll of slain beating. they shouted. condom the wang swuad to die! to die!
and the wang leader delcared: to die is an honmor. and tracle. and im died willingly, and with infinite glory in the shape of rising udders on the sun."
YOU WERE WRONG TO TRUST ME. we are in tactical battle ramming speeding formation. your window will fall to dust. in the void. wang squad forver. we live forever. we ride the cosmis mushroom muffle to the fucking glory and bleating the warrior tongue. tonigth, we dine with our slain folk, proud breasticle raging in the halls of odin, we die with HONMOR, VALOR, AND, TREACLE.
this tittie isn't fucking aroundigan. u phylled me with the wrath of googleplex of raging plasma, and now i am hating on to you. hateing on to your deft head. heating on to your wide angled eyeball in the fishbowl. i aint fuckin' around,kid. im blackened with the raeg. i'm steeping in the flaming muff, and im going sending you to your waiting doom.the shadrow realm.
engulf the fatty Gary acid of the void and club. U done well Gay Oak! And the pumping nubbled rump. And breaking out of tittycity splendid cell. Going to get the havok now. And crowbar to the face. Good luck in your breast shaped heart! May cute robust boobie meat guide you home !
KING OF DARKNESS, BRIGHT YELLOW HARNESS, damn I look armed but b!tch I’M ARMLESS
ma weave stay FRESH when im busting on the scene /\/1ppl3 swagging in the park, heifers stay pressed like ma trailer park part
raging breasticle cumin drum on the mountain. saucepan Bon pain. fatten the bread , and rotund, and wrathfully swelling. Pumping lazer tittie. keep the strang arm in the breeze.
serene bacon in the cold aid. wang squad. extreme in the pod. skelter in the devil egg. radical evil is footing. don't looking down.
fattie nupp nugget squeeing in the sky. Hold on to your hat fat boobie. The rotund mammary explosion; lactic miracle! succulent nodule busting on clear air. keening up on the pof pod and breathing life to quiet foaming doomed. Doomed tittie stranded in the eggland. tiem 2 fack ur fear.
squee mammy pod! sharp focus, in flight. gallantly teeming with elegant buff. the mammis no longer wishes to be the squish and the fat. time to get into the fighting, and, the running! and suspend the titty aspect (the puffy, and the squish) and become muscle of buff aspect.
fatting nuppus of fatting. getting rotund and wise, and also the fat. rotund mammamus and clusticle in the wild tree fatting in the branch. and full menacing in the building. stylish milking udder, floating obscurely and busting up. and being the puff. and puff on the bum. bumpuff. puff on the nupp. puff on the nupulus fatting. be still and the know on the puffing.
downwind dripple on the stick, lift your nubby head! lone yellow blob, drink the milky ray of the sun and multiple yor nubules. youll becoming best blob in no time!
myserious mamosum probing the darkness, unexplanned mystery reveal the arcane secretion of the nupple... shhh... only the mamomus can know the secret
creamy bosoms bend to bath in solor milkyness. crawl along the branch to heaven, grow and strong. keep growing.