Fucking top of the top! MUST SEE!
I like how she says ” Hes gonna make me cum! sorry honey!”
LOL…and then he says ” fuck him baby!”
thats priceless!
Remy laCroix et sa passion pour le hula-hoop
source: http://www.orgasmatrix.fr/blog/remy-lacroix-et-sa-passion-pour-le-hula-hoop/
All at once it seems that the back of my neck is hot from today’s spring sunburn. dripping in the garage is my bike, wet from the rain on the ride home. I pulled all of my summer clothes out of their trunk this morning, they’re sitting on most of my bed while the fan plays — smooth white noise - thank gods
It’s the second fan that you gave me, actually. The first fan, a tiny white box fan manufactured by “Scorpio” (irony not going to waste here) I used for years, and gave up when it was claimed in a parting of ways. This fan, remote control included, is an element of my every day. Would you be glad to know that it brings such comfort, that you’ve wrought tremendous peace?
I meditate that you do know- that you trust in the effect you hoped to have. Fifteen years of martial arts, and I still cant clear my mind of you…of YOU.
I look for you the point that my eyes might fall out of my head when the train rolls through your station, as if I could will you into appearance, dancing to something from the life pursuit on the corner of the platform. Not that that’s reasonable- turning on the foghorn for business hours, when I happen to be in port. But alas, I am as they say, what I am. Creature of habit, or worse.
comme tout celle qui a peur, j’ai peur. j’ai peur y j’ai peur y j’ai peur. J’ai peur que tu deviendrait un étranger dans la mémoire. Alors, peut-être que je te trompe, mais je t’écris, parce-que je sais que entre nous, ce n’est pas ce que nous essayons d’accomplir.
This isn’t meant to be oblique, though it seems to have wound up meandering. The song remains the same: I want you to call.
I’ve never spent time watching sparrows fall. sorted thusly: port out starboard home: Oakland is due east and time as we’ve invented it, continues.
Come out, come out, come out. I used to dive for pennies because of the mad joy of the plunge, and perhaps because of the access I sought to a world that’s only visible if you can swim to deep water, hold your breath, and open your eyes.
I miss you still, and now the bottle is empty.
Much like my 1st wife… you don’t fuck her; she fucks you. Girl can move that pussy!
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From behind for him.
-lg
I would ride this ass like a rented scooter!
I’m thinking about getting a belly piercing, should i do it, yay or nay?
Also, if anybody has experience with navel piercings and being fat, please message me! :)
Thanks!
Nope, I don’t know anyfuckinthing about navel piercings, but I do know a absolutelyfuckin BEAUTIFUL woman when I get the opportunity to see one…THIS WOMAN IS AWESOME!!!!
Sorry, looooong week, and I simply had to share!
lol…


