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  • My thighs are apparently two thunders. Although I think they might mean the sound of my farts. Because my thighs don't make a sound. My thighs are voluptuous. It might be too much for some. Just right for others. My thighs carry me around. It is a bit hard to find something to cover them that I like because producers are not keeping up to date with most people in the world. My thighs are mostly soft and cellulite forms dimples in them. They are beautiful for some. Monstrous for others. They are mine and I love them. They're pale and tanned when I go to the beach. A little bit of love every day like the doctors say.
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