From the Gynecologist Who Wants Me to Squirt

Well, now I'm afraid of him.

That's not a suggestion from you guys.

Yes.

Why not?

Come on, put the zones in.

Come on.

I'm going to visit you.

Come on.

Move along.

Visit.

All of it.

What a piece of ass you are.

That pussy.

Come on.

Put your lips on if you don't come.

See how you do it.

To masturbate.

If I spoke.

No, no, no.

Put your lips here like this.

You almost put it in your mouth.

Give it to your daughter.

Why do you have to stand on your feet.

If not later, how do you do it?

If I masturbated even if I didn't.

Here.

Oh, my God, you're so hot.

Darling.

What a beautiful daughter you have.

And then I started paying a little visit here.

And I saw things that I always see.

I kept telling myself I don't even know if I see anything.

Look at the view your friend makes here.

Alive.

This what?

Nothing.

I don't like it that much.

Look at the rooftops, too.

But you must also see the roofs.

Yes.

Why do you take them off when you're ironing on your socks?

No.

But go back to the city.

He's got some morals.

Go, go,...go.

Go, go,...go,.

I touch someone who yellows them.

Oh, God.

There's a hell of a lot more.

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