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>I was only 9 years old.
>I loved Minta so much, I watched all the vods and had the 9/11 carpet.
>I pray to Minta every night, thanking her for the life I’ve been given.
>“Minta is love” I say, “Minta is life."
>My dad hears me and calls me a Gosling.
>I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to Minta.
>I called him a Nijikek.
>He deflects me and sends me to sleep.
>I'm crying now and my thread hurts.
>I lay in bed, really cold.
>I feel something warm...
>It's Minta!
>I was so happy.
>She whispers in my ear "What if cum had pulp?"
>She grabs me with her dainty hands, and puts me on my hands and knees.
>I'm ready.
>I spread my ass cheeks for Minta.
>She penetrates my butthole with her gunknife.
>It hurts so much, but I do it for Minta.
>I can feel my butt tearing and eyes watering.
>I want to please Minta.
>She moans mightily as she fills my butt with morbius g-fuel.
>My dad walks in.
>Minta looks him straight in the eye and says:
> "It's all Yi Sang now."
>Minta leaves through my window.
>Minta is love. Minta is life.
