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Then she handed me the phone back.“She doesn’t look as scared, punkin.”“I told her that you only ate one or two young girls a day and that you...have your selection waiting at home.”I smiled at the double entendre. Don’t know if I’ll get to eat either of my wives tonight. This is going to severely alter the dynamics of our household.“You’re terrible,” I told her.“I did not tell her that, Dave. I told her that you rescued me and that you are rescuing her and that things would get much. “Doug, you were so great last night. As much fun as we’ve had over the last month or so, it was nothing like last night.” Then she punched him on the arm.“What was that for?” he complained.“That, sir, was for spending ten minutes squeezing one of my tits and one of Mom’s to try to tell which one was firmer. First of all, both of your hands should have been on mine, and second, you never did say which one you liked better.”“That’s true. I never did, did I?” he replied, but still didn’t answer. More

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