There are two glasses on the table his clothes throughout the house, the eyeshadow covers her cheeks resting, It has oceans without waves drawing his face, marsh streams in her excited tits and around the ankle a tiny thong with a drop of semen and two bu Near me you are forbidden Desired, within my reach, You insinuate yourself, you offer yourself with provocative gestures, To my eyes, to my hidden desires. To my lust, hidden in the genes, I look at you, I ask for your ripe body as fruit That biting it leaves my mouth incarnate. More girls
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