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| When one by one our ties are torn, and friend from friend is snatched forlorn, When the slave is left alone to mourn... when you saw her bruised ass and blushed skin, and tears and hear her cries coming from her heart, your spanks take away her pains! then how sweet is then to smile and be her lover and caress her and then again take away her liberty... in me she finds herself and in me she is lost again... Hard limits no injuries or permenants marks, no kids, no animals, nothing that lead to hospital, no incest... rest is open...
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