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Gav + Stace + the gucci handbag

Stace complains about gav's dick,
says there's not much she can do with it,
pulls it up and down
but it just lies there giving gav a frown,
there is no French racehorse jockey called Hugh jardon,
so limp there's no need for a condom,
as for her,
he says he cannot see her twat for the 70's fur,
moans that she's a shit shag
but she shouts back," I'll be good when I get that gucci handbag"
carrying on "nobody else has ever been disappointed "
how many you actually had gav retorted ,
more than I can count on one hand,
"jesus !" Remarked gav,you've slept with the whole band,
you can fuck off then you slag,
now you'll never get that gucci handbag.

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