Monday, May 17, 2010

resting and

 resting appearing sank. And Anti held her hands by the swinging porch of her sweet assed thigh. of her lovers, none spoke this has been becoming to her fair wind teeth in the braced dawn crippled to the fast fairy, furious to dawn and its break fasting dusk of dusk to see dust to dust O fourth coming round the corridor

the rest is ink remaindered of the pasting canoe, and the proctors gambling at the knight and her head shed down blanking spots in all the domain she was . Aloof, bereft and goodness gracious
slim tied to the one called many  ~ .