
Rafa8000
"Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together, I've got some real estate here in my bag", So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies And walked off to look for America, "Kathy", I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh, "Michigan seems like a dream to me now", It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw, I've gone to look for America, Laughing on the bus, Playing games with the faces, She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy, I said "Be careful, his bowtie is really a camera", "Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat", "We smoked the last one an hour ago", So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine, And the moon rose over an open field, "Kathy, I'm lost", I said, though I knew she was sleeping, I'm empty and aching and I don't know why, Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike, They've all come to look for America, All come to look for America, All come to look for America...❤⚘
O-Rustico
When you feel horny, don't go anywhere else, come to Fernanda Vianna's private camera to enjoy yourself; Whether in chat or content, satisfaction is guaranteed, come and enjoy the best experience of your life; In the chat there are rules, read the profile before calling, reading it won't cost you anything, respect the rules and you will be treated well; Be kind, affectionate, polite and also a little naughty so that chemistry can happen, if you are clueless, walk away, don't try to confront her, Fernanda knows how to defend herself and put you in your place; A horizon will open up when you meet her, in addition to her physical beauty, culture and intelligence to spare to enrich your days; And of course she is that naughty girl you always dreamed of, a voice that gives you goosebumps, a disturbing moan, a hot pussy, full of honey and an overwhelming horniness; It is worth appreciating her honey dripping, but don't think it's over, there will be an ass to eat! Tight, greedy and soft, ready for pleasure, the toys go in easily, oh Fernanda, I want to fuck you!!!
Rafa8000
And you're like a nineties Jesus, And you revel in your psychosis, How dare you? And you sample concepts like hors d'oeuvres, And you eat their questions for dessert, And is it just me, or is it hot in here? And you're like an nineties Kennedy, And you're really a million years old, You can't fool me, They'll throw opinions like rocks in riots, And they'll stumble around like hypocrites, Is it just me, or is it dark in here? Well, you may never be or have a husband, You may never have or hold a chil.d, You will learn to lose ev'rything, We are temporary arrangements, And you're like a nineties Noah, And they laughed at you as you packed all of your things, And they wonder why you're frustrated, And they wonder why you're so angry, And is it just me, or are you fed up? And God bless you in your travels, In your conquests and queries uh...❤⚘
Rafa8000
This is a life of extremes, Both sides are slippery and enticing, These are my places off the rails, This loose recollection of a falling, Barely remember who I failed, I was just trying to keep it together, This is the first wave of my white flag, This is the sound of me hitting bottom, This my surrender, if that's what you call it, In the anatomy of my crash, And I keep on smiling, Keep on moving, Can't stand still...❤⚘