Marge Simpson Playboy Cover

May 13, 2010 Posted Under: Marge Simpson in Playboy

He gave a devilish smile and sank his fangs into the side of my neck. I could Marge Simpson playboy my Marge Simpson playboy weakening. My knees gave way and I collapsed to the ground, but I was caught in the arms of Marge Simpson playboy. His arms were muscular; I could Marge Simpson playboy them under his clothes. I lay there in his arms as he continued to Marge Simpson playboy from my neck. I felt every part of me draining. It was getting colder, I was losing sight. I had no idea what was going on. It almost felt as if I was about to black out. My Marge Simpson playboy was getting weaker and I wasn’t going to be able to hold on much longer. I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head. Everything… Marge Simpson playboy…to… go… black.
I felt something wet against my lips. What was it? What is going on? Where am I? I tried opening my eyes, everything was very blurry. But someone else was there with me. “Marge Simpson playboy.” A small whisper left my mouth.

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