Hand on your rear, lips pressed to lips, my blood singing with desire as your hips move against my shaft.
から eusempretivecriatividade - Original post 6月13日
Hand on your rear, lips pressed to lips, my blood singing with desire as your hips move against my shaft.

Publishing a volume of verse is like dropping a rose petal down theGrand Canyon and waiting for the echo.[codehappy] http://iheartquotes.com/fortune/show/22891
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