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Once dry and hot summer
I met a luxurious gazelle.
In a dress of light purple color.
As I saw, he was immediately stunned.
Small in stature with a round ass
The waist is thin, and the chest is white.
On the platform was a playful gait
And she carried her bag easily.
I offered to help her ...
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I met a luxurious gazelle.
In a dress of light purple color.
As I saw, he was immediately stunned.
Small in stature with a round ass
The waist is thin, and the chest is white.
On the platform was a playful gait
And she carried her bag easily.
I offered to help her ...
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We wake up in the dawn bed
Among sleepy drifts of linen
Remembering what they wanted
But, alas, did not have time yesterday
Giving a tacit consent
Timid, gentle and full of warmth
You wake those desires in me
For which the night is so short
From which the bed is completely crushed
AND...
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Among sleepy drifts of linen
Remembering what they wanted
But, alas, did not have time yesterday
Giving a tacit consent
Timid, gentle and full of warmth
You wake those desires in me
For which the night is so short
From which the bed is completely crushed
AND...
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Smeared with sperm
In drops of sweat and in the blood.
We are crazy, I guess.
From debauchery? From love?
Smell of sex in every breath
The heat of the desert on the lips.
Somewhere in this turmoil
We forgot about sins.
Those for which "condemn" the soul
Through ... many, many years!
Many years ago breaking
It...
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In drops of sweat and in the blood.
We are crazy, I guess.
From debauchery? From love?
Smell of sex in every breath
The heat of the desert on the lips.
Somewhere in this turmoil
We forgot about sins.
Those for which "condemn" the soul
Through ... many, many years!
Many years ago breaking
It...
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How young virgins are beautiful
But waiting for your views in vain.
I'm old now and now
Girls to me and does not attract.
How quickly time has run ...
Now it's time for the others
Wonderful girls hug
And kiss them, kiss them ...
To replace the old gentlemen
Dashing caballeros came.
For...
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But waiting for your views in vain.
I'm old now and now
Girls to me and does not attract.
How quickly time has run ...
Now it's time for the others
Wonderful girls hug
And kiss them, kiss them ...
To replace the old gentlemen
Dashing caballeros came.
For...
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On this day, the need stuck,
Mother sent her upstairs.
To get out of the attic,
Bundles of onions, garlic.
Crawl out
Ass like a sin stuck.
Neither back nor forward
Plugs ass entrance.
And thighs stick out
Between the curly thighs.
In the thickness of the good buttocks,
Everything, as at ...
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Mother sent her upstairs.
To get out of the attic,
Bundles of onions, garlic.
Crawl out
Ass like a sin stuck.
Neither back nor forward
Plugs ass entrance.
And thighs stick out
Between the curly thighs.
In the thickness of the good buttocks,
Everything, as at ...
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This sweet word is "Master"
How much does it mean to me!
In him, and tenderness of care,
And the fear of punishment
And the confidence of every day.
This thirst is just a slave
Makes the whole body tremble
From fear, shame,
From melancholy and despondency,
From the desire to belong.
Only cope with ...
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How much does it mean to me!
In him, and tenderness of care,
And the fear of punishment
And the confidence of every day.
This thirst is just a slave
Makes the whole body tremble
From fear, shame,
From melancholy and despondency,
From the desire to belong.
Only cope with ...
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That often, but rarely,
That is weak, and then strong,
Like a rope net
Master knits knots.
This is not dancing at the bar!
Shake your mustache
Master makes "shibari"
He has excellent taste.
I got into these networks -
Tightened in their breasts
All in ropes, as in a corset,
Neither bend nor ...
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That is weak, and then strong,
Like a rope net
Master knits knots.
This is not dancing at the bar!
Shake your mustache
Master makes "shibari"
He has excellent taste.
I got into these networks -
Tightened in their breasts
All in ropes, as in a corset,
Neither bend nor ...
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