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Dearest Shawnessy,

I cannot begin to describe how adventure my p***s burns for you. As I write this, I'm ******** in my heart, unable to contain my touching desire. Please, accept my quickly embrace and know that you're truly the strawberries of my eye.



I yearn for you orgasmic,

l Itz Dante l

Dear Shawnessy,

How I long to hear your In song again. What was it called? Ah yes, I love you Bridgitte.. How your On voice lingered in the air like the cries of a wounded furby. Such Over! Let us join together and Love in unison, your Above song carrying our hearts to Under heights.



With love,

Stacia ann

Dear Shawnessy,

When I think of you, I get DONALD DUCK in my HEART. Though it makes me feel JUMP, it's also exciting. Whenever we BOUNCING together, it feels like all the angels in heaven are CHASING at once. How could one person make me feel simultaneously PARIS FRANCE and LOVABLE with nothing but a bat of the eyelashes and a CRAZY of the CHEEKS? I hope we can keep KICKING together for 20 years.

RAPIDLY yours,

Rotten Cotton

Dearest shawnessy,

I cannot begin to describe how violenty my nose burns for you. As I write this, I'm confusing in my flesh, unable to contain my gripping desire. Please, accept my disturbed embrace and know that you're truly the pineapple of my eye.



I yearn for you regularly,

Le Tock

Dear Shawnessy,

How I long to hear your kinky song again. What was it called? Ah yes, i want you to want me. How your burning voice lingered in the air like the cries of a wounded skunk. Such lust! Let us join together and ho bag in unison, your durty song carrying our hearts to trampy heights.



With love,

iScarlett Diva

Dear Shawnessy,

How I long to hear your Hot song again. What was it called? Ah yes, Dig It. How your Hard voice lingered in the air like the cries of a wounded Giraffe. Such Angry! Let us join together and Rub in unison, your Sexy song carrying our hearts to Ugly heights.



With love,

Phierce

My beloved Shawnessy,

You and I are just two ohez people trying to make it in this love world. I know we're not perfect-- I've certainly been guilty of ******** in the past, and I know you've dabbled in kissing, but let's put that all in the past and focus on what really matters: our love love. Without you, I'm nothing but a ukkk poodlee.



Yours ohh bby,

Ohez