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Oh Valentine’s Day. You’re quite excited for this holiday aren’t you? You’ve lined up a hot date for just the occasion. You’ve made all the plans, bought a gift, and you think all of your hard work is going to get you laid. But I have some bad news for you. You’re not getting laid. You’re not going out at all. You see, I called your date up and made some plans of my own. She’s not coming home with you. She’s coming home with me. I’m going to fuck your date senseless. I’m the one who’s going to get to taste the sweet warmth of her pussy, not you. I mean, can you blame her? Between you and I, I’m the clearly superior specimen. I can fuck her way better than you can, no question. I guess your Valentine’s date will have to be your hand.
