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walter-bravo
Every corner I turn, I see you, every corner of life, I kiss you. Each ray in the firmament, a new breath, each turn of the hand an eternal time, waiting in the night, a torment. I collect your dew in the morning, sacred liquid, purifier of the world, from my eyes dripping drops, sometimes bittersweet, sometimes salty, and I carry in me the doubt if I am worthy of you or if I am nothing more than a miser who wants everything for himself. Even if it doesn't make sense. My love, teach me the way, I want to fly high with you, and not muzzle you at ni
riulk
It's hard to describe you in a few words, come on, intelligent, polite, friendly, beautiful girl with a magnificent body and despite her young age, she knows well the tricks of seduction ah, behind four walls, just paying to see it will be worth it, she is spectacular capable of leave us drooling completely. Ah skinny if I have you in my arms I wear you and you will love
