Put one evening in Viterbo, standing on the parapet walls, a subtle languor steals your soul like a chill fluid, a mixture of longing and melancholy. And no need to turn around you know that behind you, quiet and plush, it appeared Luciano Gaucci, plump and slimy hands touch you can not belong to others, is not the laugh of other annoying and ugly. Even without a turn around, see their minds overflowing, its excessive carnality, her incontinent and physical vitality. Not
know if it's really there, if it's really him, or if all this is only a projection of the mind carved into thin mist of a late winter in Tuscia, but you'd know there was, you feel that you want, how you think you already love him.
I. The practice of sex: 63.
is not a mistake, and that the tonnage of your loved one is such that you'll necessarily lose his face in his belly, with no possibility of escape to embrace grease on your cheek, which seems volervi choke. But do not despair and do not feel disappointed that it seems a shame that is actually an opportunity. You have before you belly fat for so long dreamed not stop, do not hesitate, kiss what you see and even more cover it with raspberries on the navel, so as to vibrate the mass of hypnotically lovely fat. Then, look at that movement kidnapped, and his tiny eyes that sparkle happy.
II. Quarrels and reconciliation.
He has just got out of bed and miss you already, you see it as a string from the porcine eye, abducted to new ventures, but always remember that he has no right to forget about you and your dedication. So insultatelo: cover it with insults, put in doubt its beauty and its honesty, integrity and true respect of mind. It will not take long before clenching his fists, begins to babble more and more sprawling and end up crying like a baby calf. And while mormorerà with tears dripping on some nonsensical period Catania 1946 or curse Carraro, again you will feel comforted, because they recognize the man in the complainer in bad faith of which you love.
III. Conclusion.
Your love is there, tired, sweaty and satisfied, even more clammy sweat of his used to be, because now his big body exudes love. More sweat, the more it stinks, the more you love. Secure it in his piggy eyes: in her eyes is the mystery of a thousand worlds away, there is a reason why you can not help but love him and fall in love with him, There is a clear mind of fat, which already imagine, already blabbering incomprehensibly, that we already anticipate some unhealthy idea.
In his tiny eyes in the back of his tiny eyes, there where only your love can get in his eyes there Zizis Vryzas. And you love him for that.
note: this has nothing to do with facts and real people. They are pure, safe, cialtroneria.
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