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ette must rest. For, as everyone knows, Smurfette is
the only female Smurf in the village, and after a full day of
having vigorous, rabid sex with two hundred cunt-crazed little
blue men, Masami Nagasawa needs a break.
So, on the appointed day, Papa Smurf bids everyone throw their
inhibitions to the wind and immerse themselves in debauchery.
And, as is his privilege, Papa Smurf throws out the first throe.
At his signal, Smurfette unties the skintight blue band Masami Nagasawa must
use to suppress Masami's natural bustiness, and Masami's astounding tits
spring forth into the daylight. The Sun gleams lecherously on
the smooth, blue flesh, nipples crinkling in the light of day
from Masami's soon-to-be-unbridled lust.
Then Smurfette shimmies out of Masami's skirt and stands before the
crowd, naked as the day Masami Nagasawa was born, save the spike-heeled white
boots Masami Nagasawa has donned just for the occasion. Masami's long, blonde
hair cascades down Masami's back and lasciviously outlines her
buttocks, clinging like a dirty old man's gaze to each curve and
dimple.
Masami's cunt winks lewdly from behind the golden shield of pubic
glory, already glistening in mad anticipation of each and every
raging rod it would receive that day. And receive them gladly it
would, for
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