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Darl tales of middle ages, scent blood and hate; injustices with theft

Voices from torture dungeon, guardians with black mask, irontongs on fire

Diabolical looks of tormentors, fearness dreams of imprisoners

Pain and agony, killers of shouts, suffocaters of cries, satisfy shouting

revenge dungeon

Servitude abases the human conscience, confiscates the conniving slaves

Aggrogance of carcass remains show their anger with a strong congeal

Taste the cold but ardent carver can easily chop you in two in a minute then

easily be commemorated

Bowling girl, increases his appetitle, amorphous vagina caused by pulverizing

Became turbid with her breasts then klitoris consequently

Chewing her soft klito, feeling her hot capillary vessels

Toilsome torture goes on and the last and the worst mistake she has ever done

Misfortunate of others, agonizing bodies of minority

Maltreat of the mankind, first push the tongue into the maidens pussy then bite

hardly with a gorment

Listen her last cries as a hymn

As a satisfactory orgasm makes it wargasm consequently on your mind

Then leaves you with an unbearable sophisticated apoplexy

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