Burnin' urge to curve next mirthfull Nervy Survey 'n' notta 3rd.
No any writing, no any responses. Are You hidin' the light act of a grip-act in a lines behind as You're snides. It isn't a whack, You afraid as it's a fat ass prints You down in a bed. But I'm not at that tight pathes. I'mma same regular wide-pants dressed, feedless and slender white-ass passes through all same stinging and draining straining in ass. Ma family had a same divorce is the reason's reacted on Ma Momma'z ass at so snack 'at She'zza still wacky dranky-head.