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June 23, 2009

WHY IS IT WHEN I HAVE SEX IT FEELS MORE LIKE THIS?

Every evening we return, we see the television. You deepen the finger. At first, it becomes resisted, then it is opened. You discover the humid tunnel, the space which is hidden if you are held yourself, обрушивается under you because hole is which presses together you, because this living. To him giving the form which you want you swing inside, зажмурив of the eye. to fear itself before the space by the organ, the world by the point and either you goes fast, or you go slowly or you go as you want to go. Think by yours bite that you wanted always, so that it lasted, so that the moment has come if you say: « if I assemble ” to use as all people do to hold with it me informed there. It now not now and I there there also, because I trembles being fitting the signs. You groan, run with yours bite, and you, slowly run, you in your spring and in your sleep if you fall on me, усыпленного.

May 29, 2009

GRIS GRIS ANS [A SKETCH]

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