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Originally Posted by l3chatnoir
Manchester as well. And I know it was painful, as I was running with my model to the studio. Uhhh...
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Perky Polka, I would gladly brave the deadly hale of a thousand storms of Piorun if your quivering naked body lay at the end of my lonely quest, your milky white legs spread lewdly open like a chamber wench, ready to receive the royal Chinese porridge that bubbles and foams within my infernal loins.
Manchester holds no future, no joy for you Gentle One, for it is a city of mindless kobolds and aimless goblins, an unending blight upon the fading British Empire that will join the sad ashes of history when the crescent fires of conflict engulf the Old Continent.
Say the word and I will lay feverish siege to your womanly eggs that will make Marzanna herself blush in shame. I dream of your stomach plump and full, and my coarse, brown hands gleefully rubbing upon it with delirious joy as I parade you, my white woman, up and down the streets of Krakow for all to ogle and witness.
