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1:33:04
- Psst, Bouchon.
- Huh ?

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To my beloved reader,
prepare yourself.

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I have an impure tale to tell.
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Prepare yourself.
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- Bouchon ?
1:33:21
What did you say ?
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Prepare yourself.
I've a tale, an impure tale.

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Our story concerns
the prostitute, Fauchau,

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whom nature had equipped...
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with a tight and tiny fissure
between her thighs...

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and the most finely
cleft ass ever molded...

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by the hand of God.
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Fauchau was a prostitute...
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with a tight
and downy fissure...

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between her thighs and-
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The most finely cleft ass !
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The most finely cleft ass.
1:34:08
- My glorious prose filtered
through the minds of the insane.

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Who knows,
they might improve it.

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It's about a harlot
named Fauchau.

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It's about a harlot...
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named Fauchau
with a downy fissure.

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One day, Fauchau's first client
was a surgeon.

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He ran his fingers
across her naked skin,

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pulling apart
folds of flesh.

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He ran his fingers
across her naked skin,

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pulling apart folds of flesh.
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Pulling at her folds and-
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He ran his fingers
over her naked skin,

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- pulling at her folds.
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Feeling over her naked skin.
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Her naked skin.
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- Naked-
- Yes, I've got that bit.


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