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School days, a Richard Hammond story

School days, a Richard Hammond story

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Richard hammond remembers a better time, as he huffs on his gasoline in the grime of a british public school, boys toilet floor go watch bottom gear or something idk, it got a little giggle out of me, if you willfits in to m/t cinematic universe, do with that what you will. please don't go huffing gasoline, I won't be paying mediacal fees and I'd rather not be sued made as a collab with wallacexstilton, go check out their stories for some more cursèd fun, we collabed on every chapter tw gasoline substance abuse, death (many because we cant finish anything any other way) and mathematics teachers aight good luck lads milkie#1 in #petroleum 15:56 27/2/2023…

putin gone wild and other stories

putin gone wild and other stories

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a collection of short stories for all the family.Слава Україні…

Shakira kill me

Shakira kill me

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Carlos and Leo have big sad Shakira is big happiall will be good thanks,Milkie…

My Sexy science teacher: a tale of privacy and scandal

My Sexy science teacher: a tale of privacy and scandal

4,149 25 6

Think of your gentleman of a science teacher. His stout body and flabby arms. His dark greasy hair with far too much dandruff. Think about the sweat stains under his pits which show through his lab coat. Now think of him in lingerie. I'm so sorry, it's also so cursed Wholesale milk :)S/T =Science teacher Science teacher written as male, if you want it to be a female, go ahead and use your wonderful ✨imagination✨…

Hegarty's Whore

Hegarty's Whore

9,824 97 25

Completed Mr Hegarty x your maths teacher SMUTHey, my friends and I have been developing a story line with mr hegarty and our maths teacher, so we thought why not share with you.I'm so sorry, it's so cursed Wholesale Milk :)M/T =maths teacher Maths teacher written as female, if you want it to be a man, go ahead and use your wonderful ✨imagination✨…

all my tears are washed away

all my tears are washed away

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i tend to get emotional sitting in the window on the second floor of my little suburban home at 2am on the holidays. i'm nostalgic for these things yet i wish to banish them from my brain.…