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报告翻译问题
It started when you were 6 years old. You were sitting at the
edge of a table, and you moved your legs. it hit your cilt.
ohh, did it feel good. you continued doing this for many years.
now, your mom finally found out. she thinks it's a genetic
thing, not created by you. thank god. you go to the doctor's
to get surgery. you have a swollen perineum. the doctor
needs to get a diagnosis first. he locks the room. your mom
is at work and dropped you off. "oh... so let's see," he says.
he pulls down your pants. "augh~" you mutter. you look down
at his pants, and his ♥♥♥♥ is rock hard. "maybe i can use this
to my advantage..." you think. you lay down on the couch,
spreading your legs wide. "f-♥♥♥♥ me daddy~" you say. the doc
is suprised, but smiles. "hmm..." he unzips his pants. He smiles.
"I need to diagnose you, after all." to be continued---🍯
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