If anyone had a way of becoming its Jill. Startled by night she holding a furbelow and her hip shine wave.A knock knee savior and shes naked under her dress skirt pantaloon with her shiny boot ass. A glowing in the dark with a ten cent love affair.And everything that makes her breast sucking work. O mouth O con O canting rose of the total humbug: take off your make-up!
___________________ and the trolley__ the torn underlined page
but her dress and a steak house lover . coughing in the dawn morning to rift her sunshine.a gasp of sky
and the reeling thing . Not the bad guys and the dying dumbass war and gummed amounting to nothing.
And Jill worries the feet off her lawyer. Shes press ganged by whipping tormented a catholic suckers bait not philosophy's tender and rare moment.
A shook a wook and a book!
wake her up to the cluttered fleer.
and the goverment sigh
Posted by Clifford Duffy at 12/18/2012