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Hot Blog: BET ON LESBIAN SEX smile at me. I have no use for men. I was married once and that bastard ran off on me, so I've learned to never trust men. However, I am still a woman and men do have one use. That's all I'm interested in. There are lots of women who think the same way, who've been hurt by men, who are stuck in dead marriages with limp dicked geezers. You will please me and you will please whoever I tell you to."
Randy was shocked. "It sounds like you want me to be your whore."
"You're already are a whore Mr. Tucker, now it will be official. We needed a replacement since Mr. Logan got in that car accident."
"You mean I'm not the first."
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