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  • Sousuke
    Banned
    • 14/12/07
    • 16244
    #17041
    Bacetti.
    (Sulle gambe levigate e profumate).

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      • Baboulenka
        Opinionista
        • 25/01/09
        • 14527
        #17042
        Desiderio.

        I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...

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          • Sousuke
            Banned
            • 14/12/07
            • 16244
            #17043
            Eccitazione.

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              • Baboulenka
                Opinionista
                • 25/01/09
                • 14527
                #17044
                Toccare.

                (ritorniamo sempre alla pelle levigata e profumata)

                I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...

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                  • Sousuke
                    Banned
                    • 14/12/07
                    • 16244
                    #17045
                    Slacciare.

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                      • Baboulenka
                        Opinionista
                        • 25/01/09
                        • 14527
                        #17046
                        Sbottonare.

                        I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...

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                          • Sousuke
                            Banned
                            • 14/12/07
                            • 16244
                            #17047
                            Palpeggiare.

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                              • Baboulenka
                                Opinionista
                                • 25/01/09
                                • 14527
                                #17048
                                Amiche.

                                Si..mi palpeggiano costantemente.

                                I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...

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                                  • Sousuke
                                    Banned
                                    • 14/12/07
                                    • 16244
                                    #17049
                                    Presentazione.
                                    (Delle amiche).

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                                      • Baboulenka
                                        Opinionista
                                        • 25/01/09
                                        • 14527
                                        #17050
                                        Attesa.

                                        I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...

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                                          • Sousuke
                                            Banned
                                            • 14/12/07
                                            • 16244
                                            #17051
                                            [FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Curiosit

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                                              • nahui
                                                Astensionista

                                                • 05/03/09
                                                • 21040
                                                #17052
                                                ecografia
                                                Il vero castigo per chi mente non è di non essere più creduto, ma di non potere credere a nessuno.
                                                (George Bernard Shaw)

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                                                  • Kyra
                                                    Disappointed Idealist
                                                    • 24/10/05
                                                    • 22455
                                                    #17053
                                                    Scoperta.
                                                    I'm laying down, eating snow
                                                    My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                                                    On a bed of spider web
                                                    I think of how to change myself

                                                    A lot of hope in a one man tent
                                                    There's no room for innocence
                                                    So take me home before the storm
                                                    Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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                                                      • Baboulenka
                                                        Opinionista
                                                        • 25/01/09
                                                        • 14527
                                                        #17054
                                                        Meraviglia.

                                                        I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...

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                                                          • Kyra
                                                            Disappointed Idealist
                                                            • 24/10/05
                                                            • 22455
                                                            #17055
                                                            Mia.
                                                            I'm laying down, eating snow
                                                            My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                                                            On a bed of spider web
                                                            I think of how to change myself

                                                            A lot of hope in a one man tent
                                                            There's no room for innocence
                                                            So take me home before the storm
                                                            Velvet mites will keep us warm.

                                                              Comment

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