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HE IS NOT A P.ORN CATEGORY
OR THE TYPE YOU LOOK FOR
ON A FRIDAY NIGHT. SHE IS NOT
NEEDY OR EASY OR WEAK –DADDY
ISSUES IS NOT A PUNCHLINE

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posted January 25, 2018 at 8:57pm UTC tagged with rupikaur, daddyissues, quote

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