The owl knows best how to get to the center, licking the lollipop all the wetter. As soon as he begins, the lolly wakes up, takes in his surrounds and says 'wat the fuck'. But soon he realizes it feels quite nice, so he lets the owl go on feeling enticed. When all is finally said and done, the lolly's girth is rendered none. But nothing fazes the jolly lolly, who enjoyed the sex, t'was ne'er his folly.


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