Oh that sweet, unbearable lust.. A naked mosque of the wind that hugs a grilled cheese breast with a dripping cherished basil, a complete arising plectrum.. The erotic power that slowly grows out of its sexy breathtaking guts- into a strong olympic vulture. Then, a sudden orgasm that spits real fire in the elegant waterfall.. Its noble sperm flourishes a mix of Jenna Jameson, vibration waves, Tori Black, Fabrizio's verses, a wet hole with maple sauce, lucky jam, "kyrie Eleison!!" and many other fantastic illustrations. All these are truly in the heart of a man that masturbates- alone and among partners. A man that pulls the material of his shivering innocent brain with one or two slices of hasty fat leafs. Then there are secreted films that return to their justified glory and add strong yearning to Noah that is still lost somewhere in his lonely ark. The great orgy temple that is erect as straight as a pen, finally exposes its magnificent android cream aroma. Angela White with a quartet citrus.. The time had arrived my friends, for the lovely Christian souls to bless the anal fairy, the fairest of them all.. Her buried living treasures she will hand in other positions with one powerful hungry sentence- "Pornography as an allegory."
