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I’ll crawl, kissing your hands.
I will not make this night shorter.
In short, we are all women at night bitches! Man-2 Blessed is the male flesh, What pierces into me! Blessed hands clasped wrists.
And this moment that moans taking away And this moan of the most primordial happiness!
Not in my style.
not in my subject Message Whenever I do not sleep at night, You remember one thing and always – Your warm, gentle hands, That caressed me without shame.
I play on feelings and nerves, And playing, I drive crazy.
Whenever I do not sleep at night, Remember me until the morning.
Diana Answer Whenever I do not sleep at night, And when I strained with a sleeping pill, When I really want to “cut off” And sleep without sleep until morning.
So no! Everything on feelings, on nerves! You come and drive you crazy.
You shamelessly caress, first.
Secondly – go crazy yourself! And such crazy nights Go on a month already.
Just to sleep, I, and you, by the way, Here and there, and again in negligee! Give sleep, finally, man! I am completely without sleep, I can not. webcam samsung smart
I get up and in the middle of the night in a pharmacy For a somnolent skipping run.
There was an old man living alone in a garret, Carla was the name of an eccentric, There was no wife, there were no children, There was no fool to drink: What would live was not boring, He went to the fair, Handle an old street organ, Twisted a glass of booze.
In general, he was a naked bum, And the croccus is a Blue Nose, he somehow began to sweep up with Carla, And then he rooted to him.
Carlo, though he drank not weakly, But he could have planted a tree, He would do it with chocks of a stool, What would then sell them.
But fucked up wood, however, We need to get somewhere, Then Giuseppe turned up, He began to carry them to him.
So they were done, He plowed, he sold, And then with Giuseppe together, He drank up all his income.
– The little thing just stayed, I bought it, You come on, take the job, Gl, brought the log! Zapizdi-ka stool, I’ll pound her, So serious drink, For hangovers buy! Carlo slid barely out of bed, And clutching at the bubble, The whole lemonade drink Without residue poured into the throat.
And then burping grumpily – Bubbles already out of the ears, – You can’t fool your soul with this: Though the cistern pour into yourself! – Well, here come the log: Look, with a bitch, but it’s garbage, We will trim it, Will I have a high chair!
Carlo took a chisel in his hand, Whacking it by the log! And the eyes on the forehead climbed – Suddenly there was a wild cry: – Fuck, finally, in kind, bitch! Soak shcha frarakov! And jumping a log, Fucked in his forehead.
Carlo immediately disconnected: And Giuseppe was already crouched, When someone had cut him, He struck his back like a hump.
They will not understand what happened: – Carlo, maybe you have seen, Who is it with a log, On the back now vybal? Carlo himself is shaking his bald – Everything is floating before the fuck, – Hey, Giuseppe, can this Someone got into our house? And again, a squeaky voice: – Hey, old man, are you awkward? Who poked a pen at a bochin? Is that a mess? Immediately both okhuyeli: No dick yourself firewood, Who saw the trees, Similarly, people say? And the log still lingers: – Cho, don’t you see, old man? Here the kid, right in this chock, Damn fuck, long sitting!
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