#50535 - Brigitte spun on one heel, leapt off of the undersprung boxing ring mat, carried the momentum of the faux-flail around her body in a single rotation and took aim at where she knew her opponent’s chest would be. won’t they, Ms. Brigitte knew that she wasn’t going to get out of this ring without ‘making it up’ to this farmer’s son by way of that dick being somewhere in the vicinity of her tonsils.
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