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 you push in,
And you see, already finish:
So sometimes I suffer
I weep with all my heart
From the desire to eat
And you to enjoy.
And I suffer such torments,
From p # zdy heard sounds,
As in her squish, bubbling,
Immediately obvious, really wants
In the depths to stick all x # Inu,
Bending backwards,
And holding his n zduschey,
Wait for it to splash.
Hot stream Malofya
From the burning x # i,
And laps between the lips,
Spread out zolupoy.
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Ter zolupuyu in p ... here,
And then she got it
And drove me in the ass.
I wanted to argue
Well I # sing sing,
But from this twist
Sperm splattered in an instant.
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I asked for a loved one
Suck my n ... helper,
Her lips opened all,
And he whispers ... "I want to sleep ...
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They sat for a drink by the window.
Drank vodka with beer
And, as usual, chatted -
Who would you like to be,
And how easier life is to live.
The conversation was banal,
Quasi-semi-sexy.
The girls are all like picking up -
Crap Chernomor,
All used his brothers sea
In the trash would ...
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I will treat any friend.
This is not a coil at all,
This is a little gun.
This is the mouth and the carriage,
These are two shells,
Now parquet will take off -
Mom will be glad!
I scored a charge in the gun,
And he will not get out of there "
Gun, V. Kaner
I wrote poems with an effort
But suddenly she appeared ...
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