Venez, venez Quand le chouettes vicieuses chanterons, Venez, A la fête nocturne en honneur de Bacco, Admirez et Jouissez des femmes le plus deprovees dans le château fou Trois grotesque putain dans le château fou.
Rene, La Gros Qui Fait Le Con Parler
Voluptuous flesh overflows from the stinking leather. Tittles too big, too big, too big to be real, demiopened eyes in the sin of pleasure, The bad rolled joint spreads its services from the sticky comer of the latin mouth. Two hundred kilos of bitchness very hard to satisfy, But her thick brutal pussy will tell you the most exciting vulgarities if you’ll be able to hammer it with strength.
Michele, La Contorsioniste
Opiate atmosphere in the green chamber, The smile of whore morbidly wrinkles the oriental features.
She’ll let you possess her in the most sinful ways, Greedily licking her juice while you’re inside her, She’ll make you burst out with lust, The sweet diaphanous ankles crowned by rings of bells shake convulsive at very shove like the dying neck of the butchered animal.
Charlotte, La Narcisiste
You’ll see her, Lustful behind the mirror, Sinous like a pussy-cat on heat, You’ll desire her, Fair-haired girl with little, erect and turgid breast, With her speeding little tongue She’ll look for the image she loves.
With tormentating tension of the fingers She’ll titillate the insensible glass, And then her tireless plastic lover will slyly sound the inner smells of her solitary urn, Lesbian fantasies in her hands, she looks for the supreme pleasure where she knows, you’ll wank. Dreaming to taste her sour childish flavor.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
