A SLEEPER AT THE STATION IS AFLAME PT2
Monday, December 31st, 2007O my garden is only moldy uneven stones laid in the 1930’s, I tried in vain to force some seeds in the slits but my spout is too big. I told her through the window that I was hungry for some dirty loving, to be covered in cunt; she continued on making dough tut-tutting to […]
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