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The False Gitano.
It was once a sweet girl who, in the gentle caress of his pillow, resting in the calm that his room could provide.
One day while he thought on the palette of sensations that leave his beloved Roma, to love him with his hands and mind at the same time, get to your assets and your ears man told Grab and make love to me, humble me with your spine and let me make love with my heat. The maiden who in recent days had been saved from the devil himself to make many prayers, surprised she told herself, I can not make love, it was always my beloved gypsy passion was always happy, never abuse or humiliation, therefore the gypsy that day certainly was a sick person who never learned that to be happy is never humiliated or punctures.
Days passed, and the sweet maid found out that many black men wanted him to make love, but their love was sweet and passion but torture and pain because of the flies showed that he was the man wanted to put .
Today the girl wants to play with his beloved gypsy to give caresses and sweet taste, but I can not because other men want to plagiarize the place where his beloved gypsy occupy one day, but the day her beloved gypsy him a greater watchword, with date and time to meet him one day gave her masturbation.
Autor: Eugenia Rivillo
Dedicated to Joaquin Cortes.
http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Joaqu%C3%ADn-Cort%C3%A9s/237733082980116
The False Gitano.
It was once a sweet girl who, in the gentle caress of his pillow, resting in the calm that his room could provide.
One day while he thought on the palette of sensations that leave his beloved Roma, to love him with his hands and mind at the same time, get to your assets and your ears man told Grab and make love to me, humble me with your spine and let me make love with my heat. The maiden who in recent days had been saved from the devil himself to make many prayers, surprised she told herself, I can not make love, it was always my beloved gypsy passion was always happy, never abuse or humiliation, therefore the gypsy that day certainly was a sick person who never learned that to be happy is never humiliated or punctures.
Days passed, and the sweet maid found out that many black men wanted him to make love, but their love was sweet and passion but torture and pain because of the flies showed that he was the man wanted to put .
Today the girl wants to play with his beloved gypsy to give caresses and sweet taste, but I can not because other men want to plagiarize the place where his beloved gypsy occupy one day, but the day her beloved gypsy him a greater watchword, with date and time to meet him one day gave her masturbation.
Autor: Eugenia Rivillo
Dedicated to Joaquin Cortes.
http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Joaqu%C3%ADn-Cort%C3%A9s/237733082980116
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