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Tribillary
I looked in the window and what did I see? Huma was scissoring with Hillary. My, oh my, what some hairy thighs. These beasts were coming right before my eyes. There titties were a handful and sagged to their knees. For some degenerate libtards they were sure to please. It wasn't really so, but it seemed to be. Huma was scissoring with Hillary. I looked once again and to my disbelief, Hillary was Scissoring with Meryl Streep I fought back the gag as Meryls tongue went deep. You just cant unsee that, I may never again sleep. Their escapade was disgraceful as they squirted like sleeze. Their hemmoraging vaginas smelled like dirty sock cheese. It wasn't really so but it seemed to be Hillary was scissoring with Meryl Streep. I looked in the window and what did I see? Rosie was scissoring with Hillary. My oh my what gigantic thighs Hillary had vanished right before my eyes. Rosies vagina had engulfed her and half of the sheets. Rosie left a snail trail as she walked down the street This time it really is so, at least it seems to be, this nightmare is over with Hillary.
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