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I’m a coffee addict, everybody knows that. What they don’t know is the amount of effort I put in online purchases to try keep my Maltese teeth stain free. Any toothpaste with whitening on it. I don’t really know what the post lady thinks, whenever she delivers her packages which to be honest is quite often but I don’t really care. She’s been on my mind for weeks. Something about their lean hard working no bullshit manor makes me grow in places. The type of bitch who just wants to cum quickly so she can get on with the rest of her daily boring route delivering undesired’s. The seed had been planted a while ago. Something in my nature just builds up relationships with people I want to fuck subconsciously. A wink here, and a smile there, the fundamentals in getting your dick stuck into the love pie. Allavolja there are many other tiny gestures and movements involved in the wonderful dance, after all the aim is not to be considered a weirdo or freak. An offering to her temple of boredom, a sacrifice placed in her hands to be used at her moment of the most romantic lone loving, between her sheets, where I keep being told is one of the most popular places women tell me they pleasure themselves when we eventually get onto the steamy subject. The temperature of my coffee now reminds me how hot her pussy felt on my lips as I parted her. We hadn’t even spoken one word. I just grabbed her arm and pulled her inside my home. Her motorbike still running half parked in my drive in. Now I was going to park into her. We fumbled across the flyers she had d****d over her other arm fell instantly on the floor all over my anti-porta as I grabbed her inside.
Her reaction, immediately being that of letting the world go, entering my lair. The Frankie sheets making a mess all over my hardwood floor, time to make a mess of her. At this moment I’m thinking if she’s got a partner but it’s just a fleeting thought. In the past these things messed my head right up, every serial killer, soldier or doctor would tell you the same however that it only sucks with the first few. After a while you shed some little humanity and see them only as patients/victims. I wouldn’t say I’m totally removed, body just acting on an auto play motion as I’m taking her but the emotion on the outside that I show is a little exaggerated. In order to get the fullness out of her pussy and or other pieces of her you’d have to make her feel that you are totally immersed in her body. In touch with her rhythm and make it seem like the whole point of this moment is to make her cum so hard that her legs shake. It’s mostly all about the heat of the chase, the last part of the whole charade is me standing on the lonesome podium in first place with the trophy raised above my head forced smile as I’m handed the champagne from myself to myself to spray all over…Myself, there was no one to ever show off my accomplishments to. Very un-fullfilling (That has now changed, every cadre I perform with myself and those around me will be written down for your undivided attention). Insomma back to the maltapost employee who was getting fucked by me on her bosses pay. Working such a demanding job ensured that she had a very lean sculpted body, a short chick and a pony tail that popped out of the back of her hat. The only reason why I knew that was because her hair was in my fist pulling back on her head with my right hand as I took her with every inch of me from the back. The seed I had planted was a package that was delivered to my address two weeks and a half ago. As she walked up my drive I greeted her and calmly told her that there was a mistake with the package she was delivering this week. Obviously confused the airhead had no idea what was developing. I told her that the package was for her. A present for her outstanding service. A smile curled from her lips and her Marilyn Monroe Piercing popped up exposing a diamond sticker on her canine. Looking a little befuddled and still confused I told her three words, those drove the ball home although she had no idea yet. Excusing myself I turned towards my car and she walked back to where she came from I zoomed by her a minute or two later as she was just about to dismount her scooter. Waving as I passed by not looking at her so as not to allow her too much attention from me. I knew she timed herself to get off her bike as I passed so I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction. Most would call me an dick, but intact this is how I manage to explore their gaping assholes when they realize I gifted them a vibrator and told them to think of me. Her hair in my fist was proof of the fact that nine out of ten I get it right. Most people can only get on with a one night stand when they are inebriated. Why wait all year for the village festa to try act on your feelings to try fuck your neighbor and perform poorly due to the over divulgence of alcohol? Such an amateur mistake. You’ve got to be all there to take in one hundred percent of her. Every scent, touch, feeling, moan, scratch otherwise it was all a giant waste of time. She’s also got to feel like the whole experience was one she’d be open to trying out again. Not that I’d fuck this post girl twice, no, I’m fucking her for the good of society so that the next time she’d be more open and aware of some others advances. I might know what I’m doing here but another bloke might still be starting out and this postal bitch has got to know that when a guy talks and smiles to you, then “mistakenly” grabs his dick for the fleetest of moments it was her turn to bight her lip ever so slightly, ruffle her hair for no reason, expose her chest slightly or lift her pelvis a notch or two. After all us men don’t want to seem like we are coming on to them and preying on their bodies. Marilyn post girl, a piece of real tough meat. She thought she knew what she was getting into as she entered, some kissing maybe or some heavy petting. No, she had no idea that I’d throw her on my leather sofa, grab her neck and unbutton her shorts in one motion. Throwing her over the side of the sofa enabled me to get prime access to her beef curls. Her ass was positioned on the armrest, her arms sprawled not knowing if she should fall completely back. My hand on her neck panicked her for a second, that fucking got me hard, then I relaxed my grip but remained pushing her down so she got the message that this was intentional. Thats when I got my first whiff of her coffee temperature pussy. Very neatly, newly waxed. There was still a slight scent of the Veet cream Wax she used, my nose flared from it as it hovered one centimeter above as my tongue gently separated her. This seemed to fully relax her body and I was able to take my hand off her neck, now with both hands I spread her knees to the extent of almost making her do a contotioned split. This was to test her flexibility and set the stage for the next few events already set in motion. I jammed my thumb into her ass as I continued to gently lick the top of her pussy, she jerked quite hard but my other arm was massaging her breast at this moment and i resisted her feeble attempt to get up from this position after all I had only parted her with my tongue and was currently preoccupied with the top of her pussy and fondeling her tiny breasts one at a time. No sausage dog time with this one, I made a mental note. Her breasts seemed heavier in her maltapost grey polo shirt, however I quickly noticed that a thick heavily padded bra was the culprit of my misjudgment. This lead me to believe of her consciousness towards her tiny B cups. I made another mental not to give them some extra importance. Her bald gleaming pussy was quite a sight. She had absolutely no ingrown hairs, it went to show that she loved her pussy, time to turn her over and see if she felt the same about her asshole. As I grab her face and lifted her forward towards me she puckered her face thinking I was going to kiss her. She had no clue that I was not much of a kisser, best to slowly pace it so i pecked her slightly as I flipped her this time her stomach on the arm rest. She was definitely sweating hard by now from all places. I wiped the moisture from the transfer of her upper lip on mine and spread her ass cheeks wide stretching her asshole as wide as it naturally permitted her. A beauty spot between her two holes made me think she let out a little shit from fear and for a second had me looking on the floor for the obvious piss that would have preceded that little turtle. However all was good so I took there hair in my hand and rammed myself into which ever hole accepted my invitation. I’m pretty sure it was her pussy but it wouldn’t be the first time I’d enter from the back before the front. After ramming her twice with the full length of my by now very hard self, I proceeded to just turtling with my white slime filled dick head. After all I wasn’t about to proceed to the final stretch of this horse race just yet, no, time to top the trot and proceed with a slow, slow canter. The small of her arched back visibly wet and gleaming with sweat. Time to proceed to the next stage, I pulling her upright she came to below my chest. Small and firm, I removed her baseball cap. The fact I was fucking a post girl started to get old and continued to remove that rechid (ugly) polo shirt. I stepped on the shorts which were at the base of her ankle so she would walk without them as I pushed her gently in the direction I wanted her to walk deeper into my house. She hasn’t yet sucked my dick and I’m curious as to which approach she was about to take it. Fucking a girl has a slight repetitiveness to it as the action comes from the male who is generally more dominant. However with a dick suck, the balls are completely in her court. I can honestly say my dick has never been sucked the same way. She’s walking towards the semi open double doors and my thought of whats ahead causes my dick to rise in anticipation. She’s got a nice roundness to her ass and she’s walking slow, shaking it, aware that my gaze is locked upon her treasure throve. She’s also walking slow unsure of where to go, I can see dimples on the sides of her ass. She’s either purposely squeezing thinking she looks sexier that way or my thumb up her hole made her prematurely sore. Should the latter be the case then I think she’ll be walking her motorbike for the remainder of her route when I’m done fucking the shit out of her. The saddle of the bike would feel like sitting on a bajtar tax xewk. Ahead of her my bedroom has what looks like a floor to ceiling, side to side mirror. About a meter away from the mirrored glass, my chaise lounge and a small coffee table. The Fuck chair and it looks imposing as I seat her down, confused for a split second. I hadn’t anticipated her shortness and my dick rested over the top of her head instead of normally able to ram it straight into the back of their throats. So instead I grab her palm and begin by her giving me what seemed like a head wank. Quite humorous and two seconds later she began to work my penis with both her hands, kissing it with a pouty naughty schoolgirl look. Biting her lip when she gazes up at me then licking the whole length of my shaft all the way down to the tip of my ball sack which then disappear into her mouth as she wanks me slowly with both hands, rhythmically, slowly. With her tongue shes sliding around my balls in her mouth. Shes actually wanking my dick and massaging my balls at the same time. Now I want to see if she bites my dick when I throat fuck her. I pull her hair back and my balls plop out of her mouth with a long stream of thick saliva that remained attached. She stuck her toungue out like a carpet for my dick, I grabbed the sides of her head hard between my hands and pulled her all the way towards me. Squashing her nose, she let out a gagging sound but didn’t pull back. This little girl was quite the freak. I hadn’t expected her to go all the way with my dick. The last inch of me normally never makes it in contact with a girls lips, let alone nose smashed on my skin. I pull her back, she’s got tears in her eyes which is understandable as my dick reached what would be the adams apple area of her throat and pull her back hard again. So far I’ve been in full control of this little postal bitch. It was now time to hand over the reins and see if she can take this canter into a full trot. After setting the scene for a full twenty minutes, I grab her saliva filled face, squeeze her cheeks, kiss her on her pouting messy lips and whisper in her ear. Grabbing this little girl from under her arm pits I lift her up carry her as she cross legs herself and straddles me. I enter her dripping wet pussy and fuck her standing up. This move is great with smaller girls as gravity helps you fuck them fucking deep into places in their pussies they’ve never felt or known existed before. The gasping every time I thrust confirmed it. I wanted her to take control but my adrenaline was ticking hard in my veins and I wanted to keep this hard tempo. The truth is that it had been a while since the fucking had been this invigorating. I was catching myself making horny looking faces in the mirror which although represent what I was feeling do not look quite appealing. With this in mind I turn her still hanging on for dear life and throw her on my bed. Time now for that split action I knew she could handle. First however I could see a milky white leaking from her pulsating vagina and lower myself to scoop it up with my tongue. As I’m down on her she shouts “Marija!” Startled, I’m unsure if she’s shouting her name as I had never asked or known it, she was and always will be maltapost girl to me. I’d like to think she was calling on the heavens to come down and personally take witness of this great fuck, the best she’s ever had in her life but I don’t want to inflate my ego and just disregard the loud shout. I grab her hands and make her hold on to her ankles and push up, up, and up nearly breaking her thighs out of her pelvis bone. Here she grunted “Ahhh!” I think it was soon going to be time to put a sock down her mouth, but I held myself. She wasn’t getting too chatty and from experience this was going to be the most she was going to say. At the position where she felt the discomfort I held my arms taught, until she got the idea that she had to keep this split leg position. I could now see fully from the position I truly love the full glory of her bald shining pussy. I would have to say that she had never shaved or waxed prior to this encounter. Her pubic region was truly completely unblemished as if an airbrushed pornstar poster. It was time for a very good mental photo, I couldn’t resist going to town with my face again, this time fucking her slightly with my nose getting her pussy slime in my nostrils. A small pussy fart came out of her as I parted her with my tongue but she was in such euphoria that she made no visible comment on her pussy talking. I decided it was rude for her vagina to talk with my tongue inside her so I slapped her face hard and with the same motion stuck my dick deep inside her and kept going and going till I was ready to explode. Marija must have been somewhere in the room as she chanted her repetitively with every time I rammed her. With one final squeal and shacking body I knew she came and came good as she looked in real pain after so I pulled out and with my hand stroked myelf to see how I was going to cum myslef. She
came forward and took me in her mouth and went very hard to work. This I liked, I liked it when a girl realized that I was about to cum and work hard and fast on my dick. With this I decided to reward her and at the precise moment of a deep grunt and massive butt clenching fireworks I withdraw the length of me from her mouth and from just one centimeter away I shoot my load all over her lips and nose. Now that is a sight to mentally record. The expression on her face, all sweaty, legs parted sitting on the edge of my bed in a pool of her own juices, baby hear on her forehead plastered to her cheeks mixed with my milky sperm. “nerga narak?” she says to me after she’s dressed up and regained her composure as a regular maltapost employee? All the Frankie flyers which were all over the place s**ttered between the anti-porta and entrance were neatly stacked next to her shoulder strap bag. Her motorbike key was atop the neat stack instead of still running and parked in the direction to exit the drive in instead of the other way round. She looked visibly confused but I offered no explanation. To her question I just gave her a wink and as she exited I gave her a heavy slap on her ass. Talking about slaps I hit her slightly too much on her face as it was still slightly red and I was hoping that the redness would go down when she went back to where ever she came from.
Her reaction, immediately being that of letting the world go, entering my lair. The Frankie sheets making a mess all over my hardwood floor, time to make a mess of her. At this moment I’m thinking if she’s got a partner but it’s just a fleeting thought. In the past these things messed my head right up, every serial killer, soldier or doctor would tell you the same however that it only sucks with the first few. After a while you shed some little humanity and see them only as patients/victims. I wouldn’t say I’m totally removed, body just acting on an auto play motion as I’m taking her but the emotion on the outside that I show is a little exaggerated. In order to get the fullness out of her pussy and or other pieces of her you’d have to make her feel that you are totally immersed in her body. In touch with her rhythm and make it seem like the whole point of this moment is to make her cum so hard that her legs shake. It’s mostly all about the heat of the chase, the last part of the whole charade is me standing on the lonesome podium in first place with the trophy raised above my head forced smile as I’m handed the champagne from myself to myself to spray all over…Myself, there was no one to ever show off my accomplishments to. Very un-fullfilling (That has now changed, every cadre I perform with myself and those around me will be written down for your undivided attention). Insomma back to the maltapost employee who was getting fucked by me on her bosses pay. Working such a demanding job ensured that she had a very lean sculpted body, a short chick and a pony tail that popped out of the back of her hat. The only reason why I knew that was because her hair was in my fist pulling back on her head with my right hand as I took her with every inch of me from the back. The seed I had planted was a package that was delivered to my address two weeks and a half ago. As she walked up my drive I greeted her and calmly told her that there was a mistake with the package she was delivering this week. Obviously confused the airhead had no idea what was developing. I told her that the package was for her. A present for her outstanding service. A smile curled from her lips and her Marilyn Monroe Piercing popped up exposing a diamond sticker on her canine. Looking a little befuddled and still confused I told her three words, those drove the ball home although she had no idea yet. Excusing myself I turned towards my car and she walked back to where she came from I zoomed by her a minute or two later as she was just about to dismount her scooter. Waving as I passed by not looking at her so as not to allow her too much attention from me. I knew she timed herself to get off her bike as I passed so I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction. Most would call me an dick, but intact this is how I manage to explore their gaping assholes when they realize I gifted them a vibrator and told them to think of me. Her hair in my fist was proof of the fact that nine out of ten I get it right. Most people can only get on with a one night stand when they are inebriated. Why wait all year for the village festa to try act on your feelings to try fuck your neighbor and perform poorly due to the over divulgence of alcohol? Such an amateur mistake. You’ve got to be all there to take in one hundred percent of her. Every scent, touch, feeling, moan, scratch otherwise it was all a giant waste of time. She’s also got to feel like the whole experience was one she’d be open to trying out again. Not that I’d fuck this post girl twice, no, I’m fucking her for the good of society so that the next time she’d be more open and aware of some others advances. I might know what I’m doing here but another bloke might still be starting out and this postal bitch has got to know that when a guy talks and smiles to you, then “mistakenly” grabs his dick for the fleetest of moments it was her turn to bight her lip ever so slightly, ruffle her hair for no reason, expose her chest slightly or lift her pelvis a notch or two. After all us men don’t want to seem like we are coming on to them and preying on their bodies. Marilyn post girl, a piece of real tough meat. She thought she knew what she was getting into as she entered, some kissing maybe or some heavy petting. No, she had no idea that I’d throw her on my leather sofa, grab her neck and unbutton her shorts in one motion. Throwing her over the side of the sofa enabled me to get prime access to her beef curls. Her ass was positioned on the armrest, her arms sprawled not knowing if she should fall completely back. My hand on her neck panicked her for a second, that fucking got me hard, then I relaxed my grip but remained pushing her down so she got the message that this was intentional. Thats when I got my first whiff of her coffee temperature pussy. Very neatly, newly waxed. There was still a slight scent of the Veet cream Wax she used, my nose flared from it as it hovered one centimeter above as my tongue gently separated her. This seemed to fully relax her body and I was able to take my hand off her neck, now with both hands I spread her knees to the extent of almost making her do a contotioned split. This was to test her flexibility and set the stage for the next few events already set in motion. I jammed my thumb into her ass as I continued to gently lick the top of her pussy, she jerked quite hard but my other arm was massaging her breast at this moment and i resisted her feeble attempt to get up from this position after all I had only parted her with my tongue and was currently preoccupied with the top of her pussy and fondeling her tiny breasts one at a time. No sausage dog time with this one, I made a mental note. Her breasts seemed heavier in her maltapost grey polo shirt, however I quickly noticed that a thick heavily padded bra was the culprit of my misjudgment. This lead me to believe of her consciousness towards her tiny B cups. I made another mental not to give them some extra importance. Her bald gleaming pussy was quite a sight. She had absolutely no ingrown hairs, it went to show that she loved her pussy, time to turn her over and see if she felt the same about her asshole. As I grab her face and lifted her forward towards me she puckered her face thinking I was going to kiss her. She had no clue that I was not much of a kisser, best to slowly pace it so i pecked her slightly as I flipped her this time her stomach on the arm rest. She was definitely sweating hard by now from all places. I wiped the moisture from the transfer of her upper lip on mine and spread her ass cheeks wide stretching her asshole as wide as it naturally permitted her. A beauty spot between her two holes made me think she let out a little shit from fear and for a second had me looking on the floor for the obvious piss that would have preceded that little turtle. However all was good so I took there hair in my hand and rammed myself into which ever hole accepted my invitation. I’m pretty sure it was her pussy but it wouldn’t be the first time I’d enter from the back before the front. After ramming her twice with the full length of my by now very hard self, I proceeded to just turtling with my white slime filled dick head. After all I wasn’t about to proceed to the final stretch of this horse race just yet, no, time to top the trot and proceed with a slow, slow canter. The small of her arched back visibly wet and gleaming with sweat. Time to proceed to the next stage, I pulling her upright she came to below my chest. Small and firm, I removed her baseball cap. The fact I was fucking a post girl started to get old and continued to remove that rechid (ugly) polo shirt. I stepped on the shorts which were at the base of her ankle so she would walk without them as I pushed her gently in the direction I wanted her to walk deeper into my house. She hasn’t yet sucked my dick and I’m curious as to which approach she was about to take it. Fucking a girl has a slight repetitiveness to it as the action comes from the male who is generally more dominant. However with a dick suck, the balls are completely in her court. I can honestly say my dick has never been sucked the same way. She’s walking towards the semi open double doors and my thought of whats ahead causes my dick to rise in anticipation. She’s got a nice roundness to her ass and she’s walking slow, shaking it, aware that my gaze is locked upon her treasure throve. She’s also walking slow unsure of where to go, I can see dimples on the sides of her ass. She’s either purposely squeezing thinking she looks sexier that way or my thumb up her hole made her prematurely sore. Should the latter be the case then I think she’ll be walking her motorbike for the remainder of her route when I’m done fucking the shit out of her. The saddle of the bike would feel like sitting on a bajtar tax xewk. Ahead of her my bedroom has what looks like a floor to ceiling, side to side mirror. About a meter away from the mirrored glass, my chaise lounge and a small coffee table. The Fuck chair and it looks imposing as I seat her down, confused for a split second. I hadn’t anticipated her shortness and my dick rested over the top of her head instead of normally able to ram it straight into the back of their throats. So instead I grab her palm and begin by her giving me what seemed like a head wank. Quite humorous and two seconds later she began to work my penis with both her hands, kissing it with a pouty naughty schoolgirl look. Biting her lip when she gazes up at me then licking the whole length of my shaft all the way down to the tip of my ball sack which then disappear into her mouth as she wanks me slowly with both hands, rhythmically, slowly. With her tongue shes sliding around my balls in her mouth. Shes actually wanking my dick and massaging my balls at the same time. Now I want to see if she bites my dick when I throat fuck her. I pull her hair back and my balls plop out of her mouth with a long stream of thick saliva that remained attached. She stuck her toungue out like a carpet for my dick, I grabbed the sides of her head hard between my hands and pulled her all the way towards me. Squashing her nose, she let out a gagging sound but didn’t pull back. This little girl was quite the freak. I hadn’t expected her to go all the way with my dick. The last inch of me normally never makes it in contact with a girls lips, let alone nose smashed on my skin. I pull her back, she’s got tears in her eyes which is understandable as my dick reached what would be the adams apple area of her throat and pull her back hard again. So far I’ve been in full control of this little postal bitch. It was now time to hand over the reins and see if she can take this canter into a full trot. After setting the scene for a full twenty minutes, I grab her saliva filled face, squeeze her cheeks, kiss her on her pouting messy lips and whisper in her ear. Grabbing this little girl from under her arm pits I lift her up carry her as she cross legs herself and straddles me. I enter her dripping wet pussy and fuck her standing up. This move is great with smaller girls as gravity helps you fuck them fucking deep into places in their pussies they’ve never felt or known existed before. The gasping every time I thrust confirmed it. I wanted her to take control but my adrenaline was ticking hard in my veins and I wanted to keep this hard tempo. The truth is that it had been a while since the fucking had been this invigorating. I was catching myself making horny looking faces in the mirror which although represent what I was feeling do not look quite appealing. With this in mind I turn her still hanging on for dear life and throw her on my bed. Time now for that split action I knew she could handle. First however I could see a milky white leaking from her pulsating vagina and lower myself to scoop it up with my tongue. As I’m down on her she shouts “Marija!” Startled, I’m unsure if she’s shouting her name as I had never asked or known it, she was and always will be maltapost girl to me. I’d like to think she was calling on the heavens to come down and personally take witness of this great fuck, the best she’s ever had in her life but I don’t want to inflate my ego and just disregard the loud shout. I grab her hands and make her hold on to her ankles and push up, up, and up nearly breaking her thighs out of her pelvis bone. Here she grunted “Ahhh!” I think it was soon going to be time to put a sock down her mouth, but I held myself. She wasn’t getting too chatty and from experience this was going to be the most she was going to say. At the position where she felt the discomfort I held my arms taught, until she got the idea that she had to keep this split leg position. I could now see fully from the position I truly love the full glory of her bald shining pussy. I would have to say that she had never shaved or waxed prior to this encounter. Her pubic region was truly completely unblemished as if an airbrushed pornstar poster. It was time for a very good mental photo, I couldn’t resist going to town with my face again, this time fucking her slightly with my nose getting her pussy slime in my nostrils. A small pussy fart came out of her as I parted her with my tongue but she was in such euphoria that she made no visible comment on her pussy talking. I decided it was rude for her vagina to talk with my tongue inside her so I slapped her face hard and with the same motion stuck my dick deep inside her and kept going and going till I was ready to explode. Marija must have been somewhere in the room as she chanted her repetitively with every time I rammed her. With one final squeal and shacking body I knew she came and came good as she looked in real pain after so I pulled out and with my hand stroked myelf to see how I was going to cum myslef. She
came forward and took me in her mouth and went very hard to work. This I liked, I liked it when a girl realized that I was about to cum and work hard and fast on my dick. With this I decided to reward her and at the precise moment of a deep grunt and massive butt clenching fireworks I withdraw the length of me from her mouth and from just one centimeter away I shoot my load all over her lips and nose. Now that is a sight to mentally record. The expression on her face, all sweaty, legs parted sitting on the edge of my bed in a pool of her own juices, baby hear on her forehead plastered to her cheeks mixed with my milky sperm. “nerga narak?” she says to me after she’s dressed up and regained her composure as a regular maltapost employee? All the Frankie flyers which were all over the place s**ttered between the anti-porta and entrance were neatly stacked next to her shoulder strap bag. Her motorbike key was atop the neat stack instead of still running and parked in the direction to exit the drive in instead of the other way round. She looked visibly confused but I offered no explanation. To her question I just gave her a wink and as she exited I gave her a heavy slap on her ass. Talking about slaps I hit her slightly too much on her face as it was still slightly red and I was hoping that the redness would go down when she went back to where ever she came from.
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