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Gisy is at the dining room table, she 's finishing her breakfast when she stands up and looks down at her seat, where there is her shrunken man, strapped to the pillow. The guy is looking back up at her, but on his face there is an angry face; Gisy doesn’t like this expression. He’s either making an angry face, or he’s in pain. She’s not sure, but she doesn't like it anyway, its an honor for him to be smashed and facesitted by her, she doesn't care if it makes him suffer, he has to look happy anyway! therefore she grinds her butt on him vindictively. Sometimes later she bring the little guy...
Gisy is at the dining room table, she 's finishing her breakfast when she stands up and looks down at her seat, where there is her shrunken man, strapped to the pillow. The guy is looking back up at her, but on his face there is an angry face; Gisy doesn’t like this expression. He’s either making an angry face, or he’s in pain. She’s not sure, but she doesn't like it anyway, its an honor for him to be smashed and facesitted by her, she doesn't care if it makes him suffer, he has to look happy anyway! therefore she grinds her butt on him vindictively. Sometimes later she bring the little guy...
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