Roxy Gets Rocked After Sitting On Dino's Cock

Here you go. Good stuff.

Good... good stuff.

Boy, this is... this is good for nothing.

This isn't medical *********.

This isn't my G-13 Kush.

I can't smoke this stuff.

What the hell's the matter with you, you crazy bitch?

I haven't lost my sense of smell.

I mean, I might be as blind as Ray Charles in a pine box,

but my God, where's the right stuff at?

What the hell did you do?

I'm gonna call that company again.

I'm tired of these nurses fucking up my work.

Please, please, please don't. Please.

I'll tell you the truth. I had to sell the real plant.

I needed designer shoes. I'm so sorry.

Oh, I don't have time for these stories.

Is there any way I can make this up to you? I'm so sorry.

I'm gonna have to go and get this on my own.

I'm sorry. Please, Mr. Travis.

Yeah, you're gonna have to make this up for me is right.

Anyway, anyway I can.

Oh, my goodness gracious.

Oh, there goes that pounding in my head. I don't know.

Oh, man.

What can I do for you?

Oh, no, no, my heart again. Oh, no, Jesus.

Sorry.

Can I make it up to you?

Oh, it'll work.

supervisor. No, no, please, please, anything.

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