Aerwenger's my breed so may we uncreepingly multipede like the sands on Amberhann! Sevenheavens, O heaven! Iy waount yiou! yore ways to melittleme were wonderful so Ickam purseproud in sending uym loveliest pansiful thoughts touching me … [Continuar leyendo]
445.31-36 ¿Que le mete qué a la hermana?
Our homerole poet to Ostelinda, Fred Wetherly, puts it somewhys better. You're sitting on me style, maybe, whereoft I helped your ore. Littlegame rumilie from Liffalidebankum, (Toobli- queme!) but a big corner fill you do in this … [Continuar leyendo]
445.22-31 (se pone guarro, y ella en la cama)
Lights out now (bouf!), tight and sleep on it. And that's how I'll bottle your greedypuss beautibus for ye, me bullin heifer, for 'tis I that have the peer of arrams that carry a wallop. Between them. Unbeknownst to you would ire turn … [Continuar leyendo]
445.13-22 Shaun (Jaun) se pone provocativo ( y poco a poco tierno), con su hermana
You'll rebmemer your mottob Aveh Tiger Roma mikely smarter the nickst time. For I'll just draw my prancer and give you one splitpuck in the crupper, you understand, that will bring the poppy blush of shame to your peony hindmost till you … [Continuar leyendo]
445.08-13 Shaun (Jaun) se pone provocativo (y violento) ante la hermana
I'll have plenary sadisfaction, plays the bishop, for your partial's indulgences if your my rodeo gell. Fair man and foul suggestion. There's a lot of lecit pleasure coming bangslanging your way, Miss Pinpernelly satin. For your own good, … [Continuar leyendo]