But I need a flame, a flame that burns on a broom tail and it grabs me, and suddenly I'm escorted to a hall of masquerade and there he went sitting on the antique walls with countless fellows and the people were singing, dancing. There was a big dine on the long table with grapes and roasted pigs and lambs I feel my saliva erupts in my brain like juices and creams. But I don't have any proper reason to feel hungry at all now that I'm letting my leg hanging and cracking the desk on which a hotpot of spicy colors bubbles and rumbles and it is desperate to get fucked by my tongue.
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