Kes tegi mäijuuuuuu! NB: All olev info on Lugemiseks.!
Mehed ALLA 25 ja bid pole mõted kribada ;):)
Ma ei otsi siit saidist Seksi vaid midagi põnevat...
Ilusat ...Äkilist...Armsat...Romatilist...Seksikat...jne! kindlasti pilt...!
Ma ei tule teiga reisima.
Kohtama ma ka kohe ei torma.
ila ma ei loe .
Kas Sa oleksid nõus mulle autos seeuseksi tegema kui Sind sponsoreerin? ..... no arva 3 korda.! kas regulaarse sexsuhte eesmargil huvi tutvuda ?...mõtle uuesti ...
kas ei oleks huvitatud olema armuke....no ei.
soovid sponsorit endale äkki ? ei loe infot uuessti...!!
mis arvad yhest ilusast veebiseksi pakkumisest??? Soovid äkki vallatleda cam2cam-i vahendusel ennem vaatan pornot tv ka huvitavam.
kui ma ei vasta ei ole sa kohe kindlasti minu maitse või jäi mu su kiri vahele.ei
soovid kohtuda majanduslikult väga heal järiel noormehega,mehega. Hmm. mõnel õhtul romantilise muusika saatel ja küünlavalguses keelekat ei soovi ning head riistvara? võin ka pilti näidata endast. ila.
Tüüpilised: Eestimehed te mind ei huvita..:D
Kes on minu arvates tüüpilised.näiteks ...paksud karvased ja haisevad õlle järgi ..;)
You're a diamond watch you from afar. You're a diamond and is illuminated by far. Try to think of all eyes.
I'm on your snow queen. You're my man to bear arms. I want to be arrogant lord. I'm you drama from King.! I have a virus but I'm your drama queen inside you. but what do you tell a man in the Lord your Nordic ..
I have endured your arrogance, I entertain you, too, I braved thy pride, I am of service to you, istund'm home alone, when you invite friends. I was super woman, why do you let me over? Yes I have faults, I know it's not good, Now listen to what I say, this man you need to know. You can have my country, you can take my land, You can take my friends, but you can not get myself!
Refään: Were I you, my dear you were, I needed you, your tenderness, I wanted to. Were I you, my only you were, I needed you, you, I was the only one. Oh man, oh man, you're in front of me, you are limiting my freedom, you're a man harasses me. Oh man, oh man, you know that inside me is not forgiveness, but revenge is it?
Your bed is my scent, this our fairy-tale, You have a drawer in my letters, as I have loved you. Your chair is my clothes, my painting on your wall, All my stuff is with thee, but you can not get myself! |