Oh, where you goin?. For the two hundred and fiftieth time. (Well, I? m waiting for a sign). Well, it looks just like another line. . And I? m walking backwards.
La dulce niña Carolina. No tiene edad para hacer el amor. Su madre la estará buscando. O eso es lo que creo yo.. . No puedo echarla de mi casa,. Me dice que no tiene donde dormir.
Carolina, she's from Texas. Red bricks drop from her vagina. Oh, her lips taste just like sunk ships. But her breasts taste just like breakfast. . There's her hand now on the cock sock.