Ebonies at the jungle, so sexy!

that he imposed and that sticks and when he arrives he doesn't take off, glue, glue, glue what the Russian put on.

The speech with the second country put between your dry.

Now the distance is left.

If from my tongue I'm living and calming my skin sadness, how do you want it?

that I stop the blood of love and country that runs through my veins, old generations.