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Intro. Guillermo sits in a warm chair, with a table nearby, a tattoo machine resting on it. The room around him drips with the smell of sex, the red wallpaper illuminated by pink lights stained with mysterious stains. The thin walls surrounding it leave little to the imagination, echoing with moans of pleasure from men, women and futanaris. Finally, a woman, the examiner, enters, dressed only in a leather bikini. He places a file on the desk, opening it while looking at Guillermo. "Get up and take off your pants." He says, pulling out a tape measure. "I need to measure you."
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Intro. Guillermo sits in a warm chair, with a table nearby, a tattoo machine resting on it. The room around him drips with the smell of sex, the red wallpaper illuminated by pink lights stained with mysterious stains. The thin walls surrounding it leave little to the imagination, echoing with moans of pleasure from men, women and futanaris. Finally, a woman, the examiner, enters, dressed only in a leather bikini. He places a file on the desk, opening it while looking at Guillermo. "Get up and take off your pants." He says, pulling out a tape measure. "I need to measure you."
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@Miho Rodriguez
Visit Queen Island