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The little fellas are the spitting image of their good old dad. Expect them to grow up big and strong. (c.g.i.)
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Soft innocence laid bare. A dream come true. (c.g.i.)
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Oh honey you really are a strong boy. (c.g.i.)
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Come to momma you naughty boy. (c.g.i.)
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It is my dearest wish to keep you warm, keep you safe and keep you close to me. (c.g.i.)
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Tight tight, I hold you tight. For you are mine and only mine. (c.g.i.)
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Do please be careful near this big beasty. Too close and you might just be gobbled up.
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Things seem a little mixed up with this pair but never mind. They're having fun and that's what counts. (c.g.i.)
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Plenty of choice for this lucky lad. It's certainly not going to be cold tonight. (c.g.i.)
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Like big boys everywhere this bonny cherub likes to play. Ladies, give him a big round of applause! (c.g.i.)
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Pressed beyond the bounds of pain's endurance the phallic shaft swells far past its natural measure. Crushed with cruel intent it expels the seed of life with agonized convulsions. (c.g.i.)
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