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DeathTales wrote a comment 18 Feb 2025I always love the snow. The soft pillow of the ground muffling ambiant sound. The small circles of pressed snow allowing you to follow from a distance. The awe it inspires and keeps pretty girls distracted. And deep in the woods, they always cry when I strip them of their tops, and bind their hands. They happily suck for the promise the I won't simply leave them in the cold. The only better feeling than their lips around my cock is the look of horror as I tighten the rope around their necks
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