Tuez ou être tuez
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Última publicación dom, dic 2, 2018
Je n'est jamais eu beaucoup de chance dans ma vie, pas de parents pas d'argent. Mais alors me faire enlevée par la mafia brésilienne je crois que c'est la cerise sur le gâteau.
Ne pas être au bon endroit au bon moment, c' est ça mon problème.
"-Tu n'est pas en position de force ma jolie, alors tu ferais mieux de te taire avant que je te fasse violer par un de mes gars. Il marque une pause. Quoi que je pourrais même te violer moi même, tu imagines ? Violer par le chef de la plus importante mafia du monde, c'est presque un honneur."
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