Do your bodies work this way. And that? She wonder as her mouth ridge. Moving up then down along the sideswing. Huffing the breath of its reose. She'd cry levee! and leaves of grass. That year in far Paris ~.
No one holds stone close Raphael. Than she does as the paint pearls down the van vaster canvas. A brigand to hold piece, round the segmentary morsel to bitter piece. A rough rubbing edge to her final master . NOw take some of and add paint. Hold the grease close to the droll double armings of her lover's mouth to come piece by piece to her own coming ~.
No one saw her leave as quickly as me Raphael. Mona holds the shirt where ... the sweat from your back dropped. This and other things showed where you came from and as for us, we are tarring roads, and winding sheets by dusk ~.
_______________Mona's only belong is her self to giveaway. Giveaway. At no price assured make the mark. Of elegant gowns and other O she's holding and pressing the wolf close to her
nails.. her nails glow in the dark as any thing would especially chrysanthemums.
Posted by C Duffy at 6/27/2011
AS the darning beat goes on. Hoof. Real to win its awkward Pan throng and the doable thing's done.
'Mona is worse than the Cantantians. They, at least, are only looking forthe Father. But Mona's looking for "daddy". Schizo-sisters of desire myass.
My areseeing Lord!
My ArSeing Lord
what's happend to the gambit
at half mast!'Health to your hod and health to yorehorde ~.
Mona's a jewel roughs up the pages of all ages. Camps on the bivouac of buttocks standing room only her only cope.
____________________have you said this previous prior to ? Priory O stuck being. Becoming its huddle her hurdling buttocks.
_______________________Chaired to seconde ~ saw her double double in the metro. T'was twinning winning breaks. Her smile broke ~ over waves of the stuff. Heart attack baby your knight is coming coming ~.
Posted by Clifford Duffy at 6/01/2011