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Gambar Pemerkosaan - The love of money

2008-03-12T04:58:00.000-07:00

Today, as I was returning home from the university, then met with his former girlfriend better. We are studying it in one class. When something between us was a real friendship, we were like sisters ... H about everything has changed. Here I make a little digression. Once (this was in the seventh grade), we Aney (so her name) walked down the street and met an old priyatelnitsu Any older sister. I remember when Anya said: "You know, Diane, the girl was once very good, but now it sells itself. Idem with my sister were friends before - so I know." And then I could not imagine that this will turn out, and with it ...

Everything was fine until grade 10, I do not moved in economy class in the same school. There is a certain envy on the part of others who have not been there. And I could not think that my best friend would be jealous of me, so yes, forget about that friendship will dissolve and gossip about me. H it turned on. And when I found out about this, then panic. H thought about what you talk with her. In general, some kind of semblance of normal relations we have had. At the time, it appeared guy. He loved her very much, and still loves. I thought that they all will be cool because she said that he loves him. They met long enough, somewhere around 2 years. He was the first of its man (at least she told me so, although I do not know already, so it was or not). And so, at the end of grade 11, it starts to constantly go to discos. I like anything bad is not. Had it not a fact that just shocked me: discos simply remove it. She went there to make money. And now it needs young people with cellular, the Mercedes, with money. And its not just the guy died of grief. He could not understand why it had changed.

Then I realized that the tendency to such a way of life, it has always been. I spoke with her, and saw that she raschetliva and mother, albeit a little silly, and not really aware that it could happen in the future. H avernoe one day it would close its stupidity, and it will be in such a mess that it is simply impossible to find a solution. It is a pity ... The love of money can lead to death.

Free Lady Sonia

2008-03-12T04:54:00.000-07:00

What do you need a woman to make it feel a woman? I want to tell you is not erotic story, in spite of the fact that there was an element of mild eroticism.
This story is not for men, because
I went to the exhibition, just to the exhibition, looking at the "art", that is, to "pornography" and parody at the paintings, it was I need. Men who saw me on the eye, I was absolutely not interested, that is, Sexual not at all, and if frankly, the sexuality in them, I simply have not seen and it is not sad, long ago.
At the bar, where I sat, the crowd gudela itself, as I sat in itself. Boring and not sexually:

I gathered home drunk last and only drink vodka. Here are used to be in a different way: a man approached, in his eyes, it was already written that he would like to hold a night with you, and besides, it was evident that the guy was on the go-go-what in bed! And it was! First, it beautifully noodles hung on his ears, his hands were on the legs, chest - laskali exactly where you have to and as they should, as if he already knew in advance all your weaknesses, and I do not deny it. Both were excellent and both were satisfied, although in the end apart without regret.
I am somewhere subconsciously want to repeat what once was - like this man and to meet with him the night without conscience pullout to be easy and pleasant - just feel orgasm with a man and strangers without regret to part with it easily and freely : But alas:

That's all thought, but in reality - drank, got up, went, dressed as a shadow - no one noticed that it was and went. I just became a poluzhenschinoy: no sex, no man, and always wants to kissing and all, just about all silent. Again thought - I distracting, sorry.

Released, suddenly appeared from nowhere any member from the mountain and opens the door to me. No, this is not something or handsome guy, which in my pants golden eggs - it is normal asshole! Sorry man, I am not about all. He looks into my eyes and says something, I look at his big eyes - he simply has no head when it came to me, because with me, men are not usually familiar, although I by no grey mouse, just enough younger and accessible.

Suggested hold me to the subway. Boring describe, but nothing new, I did not hear. I decided to do an experiment - until accept at all that he will offer me. The man told anything, it is probably too bored and lonely. He decided to kiss me, it became absurd, but then why I wanted to vozbudilsya. I otstranilas nicely, trying not to offend him. Easily by fighting, gave him a touch, but a bit as soon as it felt edematous "gold" member, dismissed him. Lightly vozbudivshis itself, was read to him silly morality: Tanya want - buy a prostitute, I was not such, although perhaps better than them, well, never took the money and did not take:
Celeste wants all but silent, and then go somewhere wank!

He looked into my eyes, he was still, and I, too, in the end, we each other no longer see:

He offered to go to the hotel, I jam but gone. Sex was not with us, he was orgasm, long. He closed his eyes, breathing thrills, and then got up on his knees and kissed me hands. This happened in the lift when we went for 9 - floor. I just took a member of the hands and became his eyes. That's it! Why me? But I got great pleasure from it, and felt as if I - sverhestesstvennaya woman. Never mind, but I became well!
The doors were opened, it has not ignore me forward. Hero! He has been with us gentleman! Why skip forward?: I looked him in the back of his head and clicked the button 1 - the first floor. Doors closed, and I had time to see it surprised eyes. I became very, very easy for a lot of fun and soul!

Youpron

2008-03-12T04:52:00.000-07:00

Awakening

Winter passed, hibernate and ended with the first spring warmth, it suddenly awoke those wishes, which seemingly fell asleep forever:

It was only a few passing hours, but they were like rays of the sun, from which wakes life.

-- At what finger on the leg you kiss? With small or large? How do you want? Lezha and doing nothing - I still make myself!

It was seven hours without a break, no cigarettes, no music, no all, only his body - affectionate, suite, which ugadyvalo her every wish. Proximity to one and all night without talking and promises:

-- sucks, I can long - and it konchala.

-- What do you want to - he asked her - None:

She does not like - everything was at the time, it was all you need: a man who was with her as a unit. This could wait a year and two or more.

She knew the price of sex - it is rarely met, the standard phrase, but the sake of the night one could live in abstinence-long, not counting the husband, of course. But that was new, and the husband - it is well-researched, zazubrennoe favorite poem, sounding every time in a different way, geared to different moods and in different situations, but alas: You already know it by heart. Let me nobody would agree, but that is my opinion.

Incidentally, I was with a lover in the room and he was lying on the couch in the kitchen - he realized that I needed such a shake my sexuality: And then he revnoval it, but it was all in the memories - it was a pleasure to recall the hand, the language of music and throughout her body: My husband was next, and she was so happy.

Imagine the situation - if it was a lonely woman. All of it would be wrong. Young people needed her for several hours and she gave him as long as possible to give only one and the last time. Second times already and it was not there could not be. He would no longer this: In my discussions at the moment there is no humor in their sorrow, not only the pain and suffering is not.

Good happens so rarely, and when this is not rough. Not nasiluyte themselves - if you fire your eyes and you feel: it is, he will give me, and I will give him - take, be honest with your body, you will not be forced to open the mental state. Over the revelation of his body you feel revelations soul.

Spermshack - Typical secretary

2008-01-22T01:41:00.000-08:00

I typical secretary, a typical because the stalk as relies on the ears, puppet lichiko, charming and well-groomed handles voice. As a chief office went and he was in good spirits and began chatting with me! After two hours of talks, we would have already talked unconstrained, and he could not deny ourselves the pleasure to enjoy the view notches on my blouses and slim legs, then pokazyvayuschimisya case on the basis of the long skirt. Suddenly, I have extended a hand to his shirinke making skilful opening and took it in a palm have long rose member. Lightly podrochiv him, I stood up, and sowing it became obsasyvat to squat on the head, while prichmokivaya always looking at this in the eye. By this time I was already all the same, that of all of this out and he, too, wanted only one thing: ottrahat bitch, so that he is remembered for a long time. I would diligently zaglatyvala, almost completely absorbing member in the mouth than brought indescribable pleasure. Then I would have got on another chair and slightly tailored skirts, put their delicious stalk on armrests. Charming picture, divorced in hand legs, snow-white lace panties and a complete desire to believe. The Boss would not rushing back side held on the palm of my trusikam discarded. I alone will help to lift their hands and took him to put a vagina. Do what it was hot and mokrenkoe! He slowly introduced to one finger between the lips and then be accepted me already wank index and middle fingers, and now a large clitoris. Yes cool as me! -- I cried - Vyebi! I want you: I wish you trahnul To my silk! Some sake, he held a couple of times on the head, vaginal sponges, and then one member of the sharp movement pasted on the most eggs. The first orgasm I would come almost immediately. In the mouth, konchi me in the mouth. -- I asked. I Boss, sensing the familiar strain and removing a member, have stood by me and immediately inserted his dick in my mouth. I would suck prinyalas intense, hard working and tongue, while with one hand not ceased rub themselves clitoris. And now a member of poteklo literally, and Boss pasted dive member, continuing to move them into my mouth. No sperm was clearly too much for me, and I have no time for her swallow. He would have pulled out his dick from mouth and I would immediately become a wank, sending a white jet. Then I would vylizala entire shaft member, clearing it from the remnants of the seed, and when I went to the party swept their trusikami person. That is how I think the work looks secretary and in the future, I would not be so refused to work because you are at the mercy of boss and he can do that you want! It can rip directly from the window while I polivayu flowers, and may put on themselves under the table and force suck his dick during important negotiations! Here kajf! You can even go to work in such a short skirt and without pants, which would have included all osetiteli to huyami faced with the boss, nasmotrevshis my sexual sponges!!

Source: Spermshack

Kindgirls - A gentle massage

2008-01-22T01:39:00.000-08:00

You come home tired, and rice ... prohodesh in the bedroom, where gentle and warm light from the candles, a warm summer breeze, probravshiysya fissure through the window, kalyshit flames of candles and gently slip on the skin and in my lung penyuaru, I come from behind and gently deduct from your clothes, my hands feel tvoja body
You lozhishsya to bed, I ask you to lie on the stomach, I hit the top, you feel tender and silk touch my skin, I do massage, it can be described as erotic, in your body shivers of delight run, slipping my hands on your body, you totally relaxed and enjoy, then you feel probegayuschie kiss on the back, warmly overflows in your body-easy ecstasy, and you start perevorachivaeshsya passionately kissed me, our lips rolls in a single kiss, your heat is transferred me, my-you, you shot my pinyuar , your sight touches my body, my neck, my chest, my stomach, your hands grab me for the waist and pressed to imagine all the tougher, our bodies have merged, do you want me, you want to take, but no, I do not dayus, saying wait, tvoja but desire is stronger than time, you prizhimaesh me to imagine and perevorachivaesh me on the back, instantly biting my neck and entering me, distributed cries of my mouth, moaning pleasure and love, your breath ...
I feel tvoja breath, my body bends under you, we enjoy our love.

Source: Kindgirls

Titanime - Executions

2008-01-21T08:55:00.000-08:00

I stood naked on the floor in the posture cancer. I am beaten by whipping kick on the back, and sides. I became pain. Then whip reject and put an iron bowl of porridge and another, more shallow, with water. Daly spoon. I village, ate and drank quickly his "lunch" and stood up again in postural cancer. This time, I inserted a seat in the rather large stick, and in letters stuck another. Hands were laid down in handcuffs, their feet bound together, that dostovlyalo even greater pain. I strongly zavyla. In letters to hit leg. I skorchilas of wild pain in his hole. "Molchat, bitch!" -- sounded in the air, and yet another blow to letters made me silent. My gentleman went to bed. I korchilas in pain five minutes and then fell asleep. I am woken steps. "New game !!!"- said laughingly, sir, removing the toys from my brown hole in the kick and pink letters hole. He captured my sosochki hangers, and I zamychala pain. "What hurt, bitch!" "There will be even more painful when the game will start." And he began to undress. I vsala in postural control, but he otstegnul handcuffs and unleashed the ropes. We went to bed in his room. He put me on his back and legs ordered bend in the knees to the chest and press to explain that terribly sick, but at the same time dostovlyali pleasure, and then he lifted my pants and began to impose a member of my pants. I cry of pain. His penis was thick and long and cause a lot of pain. "Nothing, bitch, thy hole even extend so that I will introduce a bottle there, ah you bitch!"
And he abruptly imposed penis to the end. I zadergalas, but even before began to impose its member Privyazal me hands to the bed head and legs, there are also some hands, and I lay folded in half and most helpless. He was enjoying my suffering. I cry. Then tried to escape, but received a slap in the face. I mrschilas, pains, but he had just entered and removed his penis and turned in my kick. Inside all razryvalos and sosochki terribly nyli of iron chairs. He came to the closet and pulled out an artificial penis. He took out his bayonet and isskustvenny already in the hole became much more. Then he started on the normal pitch me. Therefore, I have never before experienced terrible pain in sosochkah peremeshivalas with pain in one or kick, and in letters typed member only the second time, and she, elongating, sick, forcing me vskrikivat each time you enter. Then the pain replaced delight, and unaware that it was more excitement-or pain, but then stir gains the upper hand and I have a great orgasm attack began. I cried from pleasure, as abnormal. Besides, all otstegnuli me, and took out a member of zade, and also not forgetting about the ankles. "You can not scream, bitch, do you know about this?" I nodded silently. "Well, you must be punished. hazard to the stomach." And he has the belt, and then began flogged me. Initially, I bite the lips in pain, but then the very beginning of my rump bounce, meeting with new attacks. was madly pleased. He gave me 50 strokes, is not something that would be very powerful. Course, the strong, but he never hurt me weak, always sharply, much hurt, and badly. Provinilas But because I, I blame ourselves! Somewhere at 100 Gardening has become attacked again feel the pain, and he began flogged me stronger and stronger. izvivalas I, mother, and even cried a couple of times when he was ten times the strongest blows coverlets one place on my red kick. He gave another 100 strikes, I strongly cried, I could not longer tolerate. "Enough, enough, beg, God, stop, a-a-a-a-a-a-a ..."
But he began to beat me even stronger. As a result, I received two hundred pieces of strong blows and where some one hundred strongest. Then he started up a whip and ½ stegat me on the breast and nipple. I could not restrained from pain, I yelled as incised. At breast strips appeared after 50 bloody attack. He threw binding aside, turned me on the stomach again and this time my dostalis kick strikes from rigid vybivalki carpet, 100 pieces, which he mercilessly bedspread my pop. Then he ordered the dress, and pre-washing me to a clean fresh vyporya seat, this time one hundred strokes. Then he put me in the door and said ... "More will never come ..."

Redtube - Flogging

2008-01-21T08:54:00.000-08:00

We have a girl in the class Angelica. She manernaja, the opposing and all. She painted, vysochennyh goes to the heel and it is not weak to kiss zrak any boy from our class. She large views of themselves, think-beautiful, but I did not find it anything special. But it is not face-ache. SImpatichnaya, normal girl. As a class, we all went to the camp. This was our ninth year. We are located on the bank of the river. When we went to bathe, all seen already huge breasts and "appetizing" pants.
She wanted that we all such "ploskogrudye board, and sauyu was nice in our class Lenochku obzyvala most. Lena was modest, even too. At night, she cried all insults in his address. I once heard that, and told our boys. The case was evening, it was nothing to do ... So, we agreed, and grabbed her, undressed completely when it was going to climb in the shower. Misha, the most beautiful and the most intelligent guy in our class was very kind and he was very Lenochku feel sorry for the poor, it has long liked him, but he had not acted, ozhidav convenient moment, because it theoretically could confuse Lenochku!?
And here we are firmly tied to the bed Like, and Vit pants. She vizzhala. She was on the abdomen and chest. Misha came and vsunul tryapu in her mouth, and then the rope perevyazal person where cloth was. We started flogging. Misha out a belt and a pig to test themselves on the hand and immediately smorschilsya pain, but on his hands appeared red stripe inflated.
He began flogged her. It all izvivalas and wept. I feel sorry for her had become. I presented, as it severely hurt. But Misha is not stopped. He beat her all the stronger and stronger. When strikes have already reached the red porotoy yesterday, it became even more painful-whipped on the same location. She izvivalas that tried to say something, but ... his mouth was firmly knotted. Mishka caused it strikes 30, and then handed over the next belt. And so, everyone who was in the room (30 people!), Paid her about 30 strikes, except Lenochki that ogranichalas two very weak. And then Mischka gave about twenty "Classics", as he called it, and very strong. What was the Breech, neopisat words. The Red - with red, with vzduvshimisya stripes. When we otvyazali Like, it is not moving. Misha cautiously turned her. According to a person tears rolled tutelage. She stood up and walked to the far end of the room, staying in a corner. She looked awful.
"Suki you, and the creation ..."- revet it began. We left her alone with each other, and gone to bathe.

Bulldoglist - Academy Poslushaniya

2008-01-21T08:51:00.000-08:00

After some (most, however, a small) amount of time, I think that there plenivshey me on the top of the pipe, arranged Isprazhneniya Great Day. Potok padavshego me crap, vperemezhku with urine, not faded away, it seemed, or the moment. I just could not imagine protknul chest chin - so I diligently hid from the stench of precipitation its face. So part, perhaps, I was a funny sight. Linne farcical man-turd. Or "dermodemon" in "Dogma." Well, yes it from the outside. Inside, I was not to laugh. However, neither of which up to the rest of me, too, was. I thought only about how to protect your face and, most importantly - the eyes of nizvergavshegosya bezobraziya to me.
Later, I learn that the executions, which were my first day of my arrival at the Academy, is called "standing". The standard time period - six hours. Pipe public latrine is situated at the suburban bus, so the people in it, in fact, is very much. Shout useless. Acoustically pipe arranged as something very skillfully: wing, I did not understand, but, in short, even if the bottom spoken to loudly with his Basque Kabale, the top would not be heard nor sound. Through such a procedure carried out almost all newcomers. Also in the pipe can be accessed for every busy already in the process of learning.
In other words, this was a special executions, somewhere, even philosophical, overtones. The man, saying, in fact - shit. Here's to you and all!
So, I was standing in the pipe for six hours. Imagine! Somewhere there, the top, go a people eat in a restaurant privokzalnom kids pies, travyatsya office rough, grasping for the stomach and fleeing to talk all this rubbish obschepitovskuyu my poor head. Well, let them spend all about everything even five minutes. So, then, it turns out that for some six hours at me pokakalo seventy people. Nightmare some.
Yes that is yet. At one point a relative lull in horror, I felt that my stomach is about ready to relax. During the campaign. In short, I added to the overall boiler and their small fraction, which is very amusing with me throughout my skvernosti mood. Obosranny and obosravshiysya: almost Dostoevsky!
Then that's what it was. In some were almost neglected, in some of these gave, which melts the mere domestic human granite, I felt lighter tremor entire body, then my suspicion chavkayuschaya firmament trembled and began slowly lowered. After a while I stopped and the movement - a sharp light on my hitting (sell all the same) eyes. At the level of the opposing breast and mechanically sound unnaturally loud glowing hatch door opened. When my eyes somewhat accustomed to the light, it turned out that the hatch plate burns "Come." I went down and, if I may call the process that I had done that first release of slurry polyubivshey me, and then, slipping everything that I had, to shove in his torso inside the hatch. Even if at the end of the manholes stood chelovekodrobilnaya machine, I would not choose: so great was my desire to change the situation. To put it mildly.
Had no breath. As soon as I climbed inside, earned hidden mechanisms, door and hatch closed at me under strong pressure polilas water. I am moving forward with this, in part, under the pressure of the water, in part by helping himself exhausted from the long limbs of inaction. Soon, I remembered that apart from the smell of shit in the world, there are other flavors. In the water were obviously some mixed flavours, and, as my body is cleared, I began increasing capture some nice flower smell.

Gallview - Walk in the Park

2008-01-17T04:24:00.000-08:00

A warm summer borrow. Then the phone rang, and I heard her tube voice. It was Oksana. We are a bit poboltali and agreed to meet in the park and take a walk. So, I flew on the wings of love in the park. At one of the benches, I saw her, it was a short platitse translucent. Under platitsem (if very attentively), it was nothing.
We talk, sat in the cafe, I am pleased to have held big time.
I invited her to my house, and it is something easy to accept. Here we are at home, sitting on the couch and watch a movie.
After an hour and a half, when this stupid movie has finally been ended, I pushed her on the sofa, and began to kiss, while quietly protiskivaya his hand between her legs. It is not struggled.
, I borrowed a dress slowly and saw her charming little sisechki. I was greedily kissed them pochmokivaya pleasure. Oksana neteryala too far in vain, and my massirovala x disappear ..
I slowly introduced him to it, it issued a loud cries. I had it everywhere, and to my surprise, she has done is that I have not even dreamt.
The next day I zavalilsya some guy said that it was his baba, yaego sent him tudazhe that I massirovala Oksana, and the door zakrl
After that, we are no longer seen it.

Funberry, Jizzhut, Adultwork, Ranchi bbs: That's it

2008-01-14T02:10:00.000-08:00

That's it. Here is a list and then goes black day in my life. You know, sometimes I just do not want to live. Just nezachem. I am not keeping anything: Mama? Brat?
I do not know, I can leave soon .. Pravda say who is destined to die from a bullet, he did not buckle, as a dog on pomojki .. So can it for the better. You just do not think that I have something to ask you. No, I just easier to talk .. I remember, I talked to you that I will never say certain words. I am afraid to make painful. Yes, you will, of those girls that love when say the same phrase: I will not say it so easily.
Now you somewhere far away from me. I do not know where, but for me it lands on the edge: It is painful: painful to see tvoja person: I look at the photographs, God .. I can not tell you anything that would tell someone else in my place .. Maybe I can not speak beautifully, but I hope you forgive me. You have the most beautiful girl in the world. Words do not cut axe. Let these words will be next to you. I am aware that I am now doing. In that I am going to say. It is a pity that I do not see your eyes, but you might just not want to see me.
I spoke those words only a few times in their lives. I think that after you leave me, I will say they do not ever: I am not crying, just do not know how to do this: Maybe we should learn? Maybe the truth will be easier to me? From what you went: I could not tell you earlier. I do not now stand at an impasse. And you can not pay for my words any attention, you can forget them if you want. You can not just meet me. Just become even more painful one person on earth. Nezachem I will live. Radi whom? Radi whom all this? I met a wonderful girl. Her name any beautiful music sounds in my heart. Kid, you may not know me. Maybe for you, all this is just a game. I do not think that entertains you what happened in my soul beaten and wounded. I will not tell more about themselves than you. Even my ex-husband does not know everything that is known to you about my life.
Actually, I do not want to say it. Without you, my life becomes meaningless. Without thy smiles, I can not start a new day. If I can not see you, it becomes a day of verbal and bleak. I do not know how I will live without you. When you leave, I will likely not want to be one more: It is a dark and fear that is in my heart. Let your choice and tvoja decision not depend on the words that I make now.
A kid, I love you. I love you despite everything.

Nonude, Snakesworld, Wifelover: Dance

2008-01-14T02:09:00.000-08:00

She felt
Roll in the cold empty room in a swirl hem skirts flying in a cloud of hair in the white light of the moon. Bare feet, Feb. neslyshnoy music, the rhythm otstukivali universal longing. Crazy dancing under crystal ringing shattered a broken promise.
She felt widely raskinuv hands-on wings. It seemed like a brush these excellent hands and live independent lives of their own dance dance. They then gently challenged, it proudly took off over the head, then passionately spletali tender fingers, then hugging shoulders dancing, waving their nakedness Suspect leers from the brazen attitudes of stars.
The night dissolved in a glass of wine with a piece of moon and the one that felt, saw this Sorcerer drink loneliness.
Alone night ... Speechless phone and frightened at the time hours
In the long rassypannyh fragments tears misplaced capture memories. They flare in a glass of gasnut and, as falling stars in the sky velvet August. Tears, they did not find, and not to anyone, they about themselves. They rating unchanged day in the outgoing eternity. They do not facilitate, and no remorse, they salted witnesses break in the empty room.

Camelclips, Humornsex, Stocking mania: You

2008-01-14T02:07:00.000-08:00

You know, madly want to write something beautiful for you.
Write so that all envy, knowing what you are beautiful. Do not think that I appreciate you in the only external beauty. Although: I do not know what is going on with me. When I lie down to sleep, I feel a gentle breath tvoja, silk your long hair in his shoulder. The aroma of your perfect body puts me in mind. I am closing your eyes and for a long long time-I can not sleep. I try not to disturb your sleep. I oberegayu it. I am your guardian of the unwitting. What do you dream? Can blue clouds, and may boundless steppe. Maybe a busy bustling city and village landscapes can be green: This silly arranged by peace or thy inner purity: I do not know. I try to understand you. Tell me what you dream? Slower provalivayus and I mohnatogo sweet embrace of Morpheus. Son: Silence: Poke .. Appeasement: Morning. You still sleep. I lay side by side. I am afraid to miss a moment. To most, when a soft fly moth vsporhnut твои lashes. You look at the world, even while in his sleep, in the reality .. Podernuty charming eyes light haze. But it dissipates: And to the extent you become cynical, quiet girl. Informed, soberly rassuzhdayuschy view: Again wicked wrinkles play in the corners of eyes widely expanding. Lightweight enthusiasm in the corners of the favorites for me lips .. First smile: I am. Net-for themselves. A new day .. What did he bring? You do not know. I do not know and I do. But I really wish that every new day, a new morning brought good luck to you.
Let you will be easy to walk on the rocky road .. Life: Let all the spines and thorns remain on the sidelines. I want to be the guardian, the tiger, which will protect you and take out all the teasing on your way. I very much want to. So, yes, because you are worthy of all that pozhelaesh.Doroga. The Moon. Silence. Whose something unearthly elegance figure moving smoothly on track. Next, and more. Tempting glimpses beckon her there. By the light. Q cushioned lunar light.
He played in her hair gentle nocturnal polecat, embraces its flexible standards, soft shoulder bending. Light dancing gait bring to mind anyone who sees it.
I do want to be at this moment there. See you, my kid, not in our dreams, and наяву. See the case. While: You simply do not predstavlyaesh, features damn how you and damn privlekatelna.Silnaya charming, clever, honest soul. God, they say, gives an. Your God gave you all and added a little bit special and different from others.
A drop of sweet honey, a pinch of bitter wild wormwood, blagouhanie aroma of roses and flowering cherry blossoming. A little trust is sdobriv stars shine of the sun, sea waves and whispering breath boundless ocean. Adding radiant coveted corners in the blink widely expanding the eyes, wrinkles happy to kraeshki lips.
By inserting a swamp shifting sands and rock firmament, impregnable rocks thy God created. It is great just because you created.
Sad Thoughts lonely moon, silent silence wildlife snarl lion and gentle chirping birds. Sometimes it seems to me that there is no words that could describe you. I am looking for and not finding. Trying to write, but get something else.
I admit it. Let you will be such. Girls, which is impossible to describe in simple terms. Let me says music and sound in your ears, sun, laskayuschee tvoju velvety skin. They will help me. And you .. The girl of my dreams.

Dudesnude: Letter enamored idiot

2008-01-10T06:17:00.000-08:00

I am writing this letter to you at night ... Now about half of the first, but I do not sleep ... I can not find another way to express their feelings, but to entrust their paper ... I can not find a place, I resembled mad, I want to see you again! I love you! I can not tolerate, there are no more forces, I am not wait, as I will call you and hear your voice charming ... Nearly 12 hours divides us, it is too long ... I can not sleep, because as soon as I close their eyes, faces before me your image. I can not without you, I want you ... Right now ... I remember coastal day, when we met with you last time ... I want you back with me, I want you to feel close, hug you, I want to kiss you, I want you to the doctor every abalone romantic nonsense, I want to dig in the face of thy hair, the smell feel your spirits ... I would like to see tvoju smile, I want to hear your laughter ...
Lord, my girl, what you did to me? I do not know how I survive until the morning ... More precisely, do not survive, but "dosuschestvuyu" - "live" I just next to you! .. Be damn time, which runs too slowly, not allowing us to meet ... But as long as I write, has left fewer - about 10 hours ... But, nevertheless, I do not know how I vyterplyu these long hours, all of which I - an eternity ...

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2008-01-09T23:25:00.000-08:00

Again night, and I do not spitsja. I hope now you are seeing me in a dream, and now we can talk calmly. Let's start in order. You do not know my choice, and in whose favour account, we are not playing with you, so I say we, meaning us, but Julia, can not believe, but we are already linked, somewhere there occurred what is planned, something has happened, and we looked at each other. Our watches go, they do not measure time, they tried sense, we have not lived visits, we have lived the life of each other. I am your secret, I have that store deeply and no one shows. Are you for me as a shower, that is, but nobody does not see her. The soul does not show it is closed. You ask a lot of questions as to why you can not lie to me, if this is true, then something keeps us together. I do not want to lose you, simply do not make conclusions that are doing out of habit. What have you got inside that there Booked for the heart, and that heart might not be called, thy war erases the emotions that are deeply hidden there, give me a chance to revive you, I will try to grow a flower inside you, and call it Chamomile, a simple and beautiful Romashkoy , one that looked at me through the noise of life. Not goni me, just let me show itself a world where we have.
Chamomile Well, my spy, spy and wake with a smile, wake with a sense that all is well that the world is not simply ruins, not just a continuous battle for a piece of the sun, for the place where you can rest and gain power. You sleep, as I look at you, I thy shade, my mission is known. You sleep, and I listen tvoja breath, look at your dear spout, and I want to kiss, but I will not. Chamomile should rest, it needs strength, her life filled with grief, but it is - a strong - must rest, she is tired. You spy and I sit near, look at you, and I will protect your dream, this is my purpose. Spy my Chamomile, a new day tomorrow, he will give you happiness.

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