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BLACK PIMP AROUSES POLICEWOMAN

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AROUSED POLICEWOMAN

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OFFICER CLARISSA was a bright new addition to the City Police department. The bright-eyed bushy tailed Twenty two year old was fresh out of the police academy and enthusiastic about cleaning up the streets of the big city. Her first series of assignments to park patrol on foot and some patrols in the downtown area resulted several arrests of gangbangers and muggers. These criminals much to their dismay often underestimated her. Her favorite group to arrest were the black gangs from the ghettos called The Boyz.The Boyz, controlling all the turf west of the park for 10 blocks were a…

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Front- Seat Souvenir

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The morning after the hotel night still felt like a fever dream. Kiran could still taste jiju on her tongue, could still feel the ghost of his fingers digging bruises into her hips while she was bent over the backseat, tits swinging free, moaning like a cheap porn clip. Vikram had driven them the whole way—steady hands on the wheel, eyes flicking to the rear-view mirror every time jiju told her to “open wider, baby.” She’d come twice with Vikram’s reflection watching, and once more when jiju shoved her head down and finished in her mouth. The driver had never…

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Front-Seat Souvenir

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The morning after the hotel night still felt like a fever dream.Kiran could still taste jiju on her tongue, could still feel the ghost of his fingers digging bruises into her hips while she was bent over the backseat, tits swinging free, moaning like a cheap porn clip. Vikram had driven them the whole way—steady hands on the wheel, eyes flicking to the rear-view mirror every time jiju told her to “open wider, baby.” She’d come twice with Vikram’s reflection watching, and once more when jiju shoved her head down and finished in her mouth. The driver had never said…

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my aunt taught me well

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I was in my early teens and I lived with my grandmother and in the summer I went to live with my aunt and uncle. my uncle was in the army and he would go over seas for months and come home for a couple of weeks and my uncle wasn't friendly and he had a mean side and when he was home .my aunt and uncle would fight and I would go into my room until things cool down and my uncle really didn't like me staying with them and my aunt loved me because she didn't have any…

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The Wet Dream

Female Masturbation, True Stories
I lay in my bed dreaming, my tight, petite body motionless, covered only by a silk sheet. Though I lay apparently dormant, my mind is racked with intensity. In my dream I am stretched out on my back at a beach I visit frequently regardless of the sea
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The Principal

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It’s probably been 15 years since I’ve seen you and maybe 10 years since I’ve thought about you. However, you have been on my mind as of late. I recently had surgery and I was thinking about when you came to visit me in the hospital while I recovered from the same thing I had surgery for. You brought me plants in the tackiest planter ever, but I kept it forever because it was from you. Do you remember that? Why did you come visit me? Me of all people. Do you remember when I would bring you grande no…

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How to Use Real-Time Price Alerts and Trading-Pair Analysis to Win (or Survive) in DeFi

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Okay, so check this out—DeFi markets move fast. Really fast. One minute a pair looks sleepy, and the next it's spiking or dumping with no Twitter drama to explain it. Whoa! That unpredictability is what makes on-chain trading exciting and terrifying at the same time. My instinct said: you need better signals. Initially I thought watchlists were enough, but then I realized watchlists without real-time, configurable alerts are like binoculars with no zoom—nice, but limited. On one hand you can follow hourly charts and feel informed; on the other hand, chains and bots will outpace you unless you've automated a…

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Copy Trading, Margin Moves, and Yield Farming: A Trader’s Real Talk

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Wow, this is real. I was on my third espresso the day I first tried copy trading seriously, and felt oddly human pride when a stranger's trade beat my spreadsheet. At first it felt like a hack—follow the smart, ride the wave, collect the upside—though actually, the reality is messier and a lot more human. Initially I thought copy trading was just laziness dressed up as efficiency, but then I saw portfolios shift in ways my model never predicted and I changed my mind. On one hand copy trading offers speed and social leverage, though on the other hand it…

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