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My Security is You [Freenbecky.]
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Última publicación mié, jun 10, 2026
" she's my Friend" Becky said.
" I'm not your friend" beck just rolled her eyes when freen said it. " fine she's my Girlfriend" freen just raised her eyebrow while Smirking.
" You have Hot girlfriend???"
" no I'm her Personal Guard" freen said and smile.
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