directed by hellhound rhythms
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"Squire! Squire, come-hither... for a lusty humor hath overtaken me! We bide far from the comforts of the town, and thou art the sole man in sight. Count thyself fortunate that I keep thee in my service, if only for that pleasurable tool between thy loins. Unsheathe thy girthy weapon, squire, and plunge as deep as thy heart desireth!"

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