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the littlest billy goat's hooves
clattering on the wooden bridge, he jumped out from under the bridge and
stood in front of the little billy goat. "Good morning, littlest billy
goat Gruff!" the troll roared. "I'm going to eat you all up!"
"Oh, would you, Mr. Troll? I haven't been eaten in so long! I
think I would just love to feel your tongue all over me!" The littlest
billygoat was just full of young goat juices, and he was already
wiggling his hips in anticipation. This troll had a face like a mud
pie, but the littlest billygoat could see that he had a twinkle in his
eye and a full mouth with a mischievous curl to the lips. He could also
see that the fur piece covering the troll's loins seemed to conceal a
bulge of more than average proportions. He could hardly wait to get his
tongue around it.
The troll grabbed the littlest billy goat and threw him down on the
soft grass next to the path. He roughly tickled the goat under the
forelegs, and rubbed his belly. The littlest billy goat giggled with
delight, and kicked his forelegs. He and the troll play-boxed like
that, with the littlest goat o
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