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Chapter 48 The Onahole is Mine! (3)

I can't forgive being called a limp d**k.

Still, I didn't want to cause trouble.

I was planning to leave without saying anything.

Am I avoiding shit because I'm scared?

No, I'm avoiding it because it's dirty.

But then he insults the women who followed me because they like me?

Even a saint couldn't tolerate that much.

In the end,

Unable to control my anger, I plant ...

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