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The quiet rustling of the branches outside the window
Yes candles inviting flicker
Make a moan break through
I thirst for your caress, moisture of desire.
In the slumber of the night emptiness
Lick dry lips:
You appear before me
Only one who still loves me.
Kiss your swollen chest,
Touch ...
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Yes candles inviting flicker
Make a moan break through
I thirst for your caress, moisture of desire.
In the slumber of the night emptiness
Lick dry lips:
You appear before me
Only one who still loves me.
Kiss your swollen chest,
Touch ...
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For a friendly conversation, once in heaven, sat
God and Satan, and suddenly they argued, whose feminine ideal
More beautiful and lovely, whom the best poets sang
At the court of heaven, when the spirit of grace flew over them.
God was glad to be the first to present his creation unearthly.
"Look ...
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God and Satan, and suddenly they argued, whose feminine ideal
More beautiful and lovely, whom the best poets sang
At the court of heaven, when the spirit of grace flew over them.
God was glad to be the first to present his creation unearthly.
"Look ...
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Clouds thickened from a grove of hum
Sat a maiden on the shore
And with the strength of the wave beats, wave,
The virgin sighs, and the night is black,
Wine misty eyes.
The heart is broken, and the world is empty,
For a long time and forever to prayed cooled.
Oh my God! Take to the kingdom of eternal sleep,
I enjoyed the happiness of the earth in full ...
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Sat a maiden on the shore
And with the strength of the wave beats, wave,
The virgin sighs, and the night is black,
Wine misty eyes.
The heart is broken, and the world is empty,
For a long time and forever to prayed cooled.
Oh my God! Take to the kingdom of eternal sleep,
I enjoyed the happiness of the earth in full ...
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With a playful smile on the scarlet lips
Smeared with silly lipstick
Holds handcuffs in strong hands.
They will be your reward
What grace in the languid gaze
And the expression in the movements of the hands
But she was tired for the day
Burn in the fire of perverted torments
Flick chaining to ...
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Smeared with silly lipstick
Holds handcuffs in strong hands.
They will be your reward
What grace in the languid gaze
And the expression in the movements of the hands
But she was tired for the day
Burn in the fire of perverted torments
Flick chaining to ...
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X # y p # here admitted bitterly ...
I am unstable,
If I were a bit more up to date,
You # b and day and night.
And since I'm boneless,
I go only for an hour,
To catch a bit later
Chat with w # sing.
If you need more in your mouth,
That is then in time trouble.
A hundred times in you ...
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I am unstable,
If I were a bit more up to date,
You # b and day and night.
And since I'm boneless,
I go only for an hour,
To catch a bit later
Chat with w # sing.
If you need more in your mouth,
That is then in time trouble.
A hundred times in you ...
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H # loupes magnified redness
It foreshadows a wondrous moment -
Your x # y, hacking all the bolts,
Spear now pierce me!
I wait with excitement for a moment
(I'm waiting for a wonderful moment)
Penetration
I thirst for a miracle of shock,
His clitoris in anger pulling.
I at that moment myself did not ...
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It foreshadows a wondrous moment -
Your x # y, hacking all the bolts,
Spear now pierce me!
I wait with excitement for a moment
(I'm waiting for a wonderful moment)
Penetration
I thirst for a miracle of shock,
His clitoris in anger pulling.
I at that moment myself did not ...
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I turn on the TV
Games in Sydney watch.
Instead of rowing a big man there
Rid tits - a sin to stare,
But to replace methane nuclei
Began to push them out of all forces
And then this bl # di
H: th spear in p: I drove into the ground.
From this - not to rowing,
Better swimming look,
Under the water is not visible e: whether ...
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Games in Sydney watch.
Instead of rowing a big man there
Rid tits - a sin to stare,
But to replace methane nuclei
Began to push them out of all forces
And then this bl # di
H: th spear in p: I drove into the ground.
From this - not to rowing,
Better swimming look,
Under the water is not visible e: whether ...
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