The Pervert
The Pervert
Online hitching for them sites and outdoor he thinks her .
He is losing it , can’t walk , still wants make them shy .
All wine, reaching gore, a drum fight , a hand on tour he links dirt .
Please, girls win it, a son talk , heal pants , dad aims high .
Cool dine preaching sore, a man hides , a Hun hardcore brings where .
Freeze , poison it run as folk , a pill hunts chicks some nigh .
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