EFSANE GOGUSLER

Whoa!

Dad, kiss it.

Kiss.

I'm tired.

Feed.

I'm tired.

It's off.

I'm tired.

The moon's not closed.

I'm tired.

You'll do better. Feed me.

Let's eat your hands.

No, don't be silly. I'.

Hands off!

No!

Take your hand off, like a second!

Hands off like a second!

No, it's not that.

It's over!

Pull it, boy. Take it.

I got it.

Close it.

Let the motherfucker see some tits.

It's really a baby. I don't understand.

Shall I do it, Bashal?

The Merve shows the ends. Of course my baby will.

Because he has a disgusting body that makes him our friend.

Why should I?

Was that the song here?

I'm hanging up. I'm comment.

I think that's enough.

Enough.

Now, if any of our friends want to choose Merve, please get the fuck out of your hand.

And sing that bitch.

She's the bitch.

The Merve is opening. I'm not opening it. Yeah, well, Merve has a disgusting body, dear.

Here, think about it. She's disgusting.

Fuck you thinking that. What kind of stomach do you have?

You know, Moon Burcu, it was a disgusting body.

I mean, how the hell did you get into a body like that?

I'm not picking up, honey.

He's the bad guy. He's.

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