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Stepping over the skirt,
In bed, like a pilot on a ram!
Shestipudovaya dove,
Typhoon and passion hurricane.
I am waiting and enjoying the view
Lazily stroking my pisyun.
Ah, good! What a pity
You can not see all at once:
Ripped my brother and will be!
Doodrachaya on the go,
And without the antics and ...
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In bed, like a pilot on a ram!
Shestipudovaya dove,
Typhoon and passion hurricane.
I am waiting and enjoying the view
Lazily stroking my pisyun.
Ah, good! What a pity
You can not see all at once:
Ripped my brother and will be!
Doodrachaya on the go,
And without the antics and ...
Read more →
Introduction et rondo capriccioso.
(Village chronicles of the times of young Alexander)
From the author.
Gray ash of memories. He runs off between the thin fingers of a woman in a black scarf. Yellow wax runs down your fingers like a long-dried tear. But the wax does not burn, as can burn tears. He is akin to tears ...
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(Village chronicles of the times of young Alexander)
From the author.
Gray ash of memories. He runs off between the thin fingers of a woman in a black scarf. Yellow wax runs down your fingers like a long-dried tear. But the wax does not burn, as can burn tears. He is akin to tears ...
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Well, Lech. Let's go watch for a beer. I got the stipukha today. Why laugh then.
Forced generals do not command. At the outpost, the captain - the king and god! And so my pension is captain. You can not stretch out your legs, but you can’t even walk widely. So stipuha. Live and get a century like a student ...
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Forced generals do not command. At the outpost, the captain - the king and god! And so my pension is captain. You can not stretch out your legs, but you can’t even walk widely. So stipuha. Live and get a century like a student ...
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Chapter 4. "No costume can match the beauty of the human body."
After the bath, you always sleep without hind legs, as my grandmother used to say. Long and hopeless. Therefore, go to the bath on Saturday. Therefore, I do not like a bath. It makes you kind of unearthly and weightless. Clean ...
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After the bath, you always sleep without hind legs, as my grandmother used to say. Long and hopeless. Therefore, go to the bath on Saturday. Therefore, I do not like a bath. It makes you kind of unearthly and weightless. Clean ...
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