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“Mom, are you OK?” he asked, cunt juices allover his face, some of it even in his hair, making it look like he’d splashed himself with water. His mother looked inside, not surprised to see him up this early, sitting in his bed, and as far as she could see, playing the same racing game that she and his dad had bought for him on his eleventh birthday a while ago.
