Why Do My Legs Ache When I'm In Bed?

The project "Education to educate" Mother Teresa of Calcutta Onlus Association

Martock has seen since 2001, a steady but gradual decline in the total number of marriages, while, according to ISTAT figures are worrying increase in the number of separations and divorces, with one or more minor children entrusted to them.
For those who live in the area, unfortunately, it is natural to note how a growing confusion among the youth population, these uncertainties often lead children to fall victim to harmful addictions whether from drugs, sex or alcohol.
of families today is talk a lot but certainly there are few interventions in defense and support by their own families and seems to emerge a widespread and pressing request for help to the educational role.
To this end, the Mother Teresa of Calcutta Onlus, took note of the Regional Law 95 "Providence in favor of the family", which aims to provide substantial aid to the families wanted to develop and submit to the jurisdiction of the Regional Commission and Alderman project "Educate to Educate." This
in the belief it can and must make an active and effective contribution to improving the quality of life in our area. Recipients of this project are couples, families, children, educators and local schools.
The objectives of the project are many poses as well as the actions being taken to achieve them. The creation of a network of families who can cooperate and help each other in the difficult task of living the daily life is certainly one of the principal.
The first phase will become real in the period from February to May 2010 with the organization of five meetings on various topics.
The first meeting will be held Monday, February 1, 2010 at the Council Chamber of the City of Martock from 21.00 , will be attended by Dr. Ezio Viney, a psychologist and psychotherapist, expert in the field and will have the theme "The couple cares of self ".

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are two months that it's cold. And normally, I should have fucking Barzotto. Instead of me makes me cold iceberg effect. The fuck is so hard that it solidifies as ice remaining in perpetual erection. The problem is accommodation. Do not bill more than anything lately. I go out and do a walk in Buenos Aires. I am meeting with the bar Aldamiro and Valentino. We sit and drink a birra.Io the usual Ceres / Gatorade, Aldamiro the Becks, a trendy beer that tastes like piss pussy virgin (usually very smelly-gynecologists in the arduous examination) and the Crown Valentino. A beer fags. But he is, in some ways. Because he likes trans. And as long as the visiting analysts, well, he always did have time to redeem himself and not to pass the taste for pussy. But it began to take the step, well, I tell you ... his cock in every sense. I sometimes that I went to trans, a willy c'avevano model clitoridino hidden between his legs and, surprised by the fact that I turned in asking why not show your ass, you hear, because my ass is single-function I use it only for shit. Valentino always says that I have this conversation with ancient, medieval, he adds. That I have an imaginary erotic years' 50. Maybe, but then who said that having an erotic imagery from the fifties do not enjoy. I do enjoy it a lot. I leave willingly Velentino its erotic imagery and contemporary bouquets including cocks. Especially the cock, of course. In short, we sat at the bar and I monitored the walking environment. Some trans, many committed on leave, mignottone of yesteryear model Vanessa Del Rio. About Vanessa Del Rio. Do not deceive your name, but the girl, who now travels for 57 years, is Puerto Rican. Looked a lot like the teacher to dance "Fame." Only with many more on atmosphere in hip and chest. But the face was the same. Inspired by sex. I did cum in panties only to see it in action, Vanessa Del Rio. Even today, its venerable age, I would fake cards for purpose. Well, in fact, sometimes I forget that only a few years older than me. And now we enter a highway there. We talked and drank happily. Aldamiro told of his latest venture, an escort of color who calls himself Michael, a black African-American ideal, a cross between a model and a porn star. Aldamiro was all pumped for the oral discovered. She was always reciting the story of orality discovered, like a website or a catalog of filing whores speaker. I said nothing. I always found the oral, just that I most often do not pay. And who makes me does so as an art form in model bitch. Not as a mechanical pump with the mind to notes collected by little. Oh, not that I do not go to hell and do not enjoy a flood, but I do not praise for oral discovered by € 500. Valentino should instead talk about the discovery of orality. What makes him open to the trans. But they are still always his cock, in every sense. And Valentine is a friend of mine. If you have certain tendencies, I can not crucify mica. I just hope that one day does not pass to the Senegalese. If you really had to take the plunge ... well, there are my twenty centimeters. Joke, of course, I do not seem to have an erotic imagery from the '50s. But, staying at Vale, he was also a top escort. A top escort trans. Una certa Suzana Holms, che dal nome dovreste immaginare già che tipo di dote possieda. Valentino, abbassando la voce, ha detto che per due giorni ha cacato sangue. Attribuendo la cosa alle carote rosse. Deve essere deficiente. Se avesse cacato verde che avrebbe pensato. Ve lo dico io...che il dotto del catarro era entrato in comunicazione col dotto rettale, per un problema meccanico. Insomma lui è l'uomo che nega le evidenze. Ha detto che questa Suzana Holms è una trans pornostar negra che ha 27 centimetri di anguillone di Lesina in mezzo alle gambe. Ed era tutto esaltato nel dirlo. Che bello avere un immaginario erotico da anni '50, ho pensato. Devo chiedere notizie di questa Suzana Holms a Marusia. Si sa che fra loro si conoscono tutte. E tu? I do mandrillone, curious about some of my erotic novel sexy, you, with whom have you been? The bastards know that they are in the bill, and are jealous rotten remedy that in their fifties still young chicks. I
in fact, a few days that purpose. I'm always nervous. I'm trying to break internet porn sites "ebony" and "asian" of black women and Asian. But no remedy so much. What do you want, pussy hunting is like fishing to Marlyn. It happens that there is a period of silence fishing / hunting prey captured about. A few days ago I was on Jassiara, I say. Well we ate at the Brazilian. There was also his cousin, a mulatto woman of 18, a virgin. Jassiara laughing in the story as if it were a scandal: a Brazilian 18-Year-Old Virgin. She blushed. But now, I say to Valentino and Aldamiro, do not mean the usual Italian racist, do not say, how did you see that she blushed, as he was mulatto? It is clear from the expression on his face, okay? Fuck. That is good, not t'arrapare. He struck with his eyes. However, after a customer has arrived and Jassiara made us in his living room. While she was busy with customers in his bedroom. Did not I tell you? Jassiara does the bitch, sometimes. Every day. Well, you get. I stayed with Jessica. Jessica was the cousin of Jassiara. I made her laugh a little, I told you not ashamed, because of celibacy, which There are a lot of things to do while you are virgins. She became serious and asked me, what? Holy shit, affirmation and definition. That is in me Will not you come hard? Jassiara was taking a life. It is not who is making love, I said to Jessica. Jessica has scompisciata. Suddenly I touched her breasts. She left me to do. I have removed her shirt and she, apart from the tits, was not under another. In the Brazilian Amazon. Despite the cold weather. They were two stalagmites, not two boobs. And I already had my first iceberg. Did I stuck in the middle of the boobs and I went up and down, up and down. Jessica liked. He said it was like when the last week in Big Ben. At one point we were all naked. She said I was beautiful, it looked like his grandfather. And that was a compliment, because she masturbated to see my grandfather naked. I do not know with what pleasure, there are always naked, Brazil, in the heat. Mah I would not wanted to correct a gaffe. But no. Because at some point, she started to ninety and I've stuck the fuck that has penetrated those brown ass like a butter knife. I ragged for about twenty minutes. And she cried. At one point came Jassiara with the client, half naked, too. The customer, scared, it was coated in a hurry. Jassiara caught me and pulled away. But I was already coming, so I buttered a pandoro postnatalizio on face and brown roofs. And she, between excitement and disappointment, he said, "but what did you ... was a virgin." Quiet, Jassiara, it still is, I do, I went on the safe side. In the 50s it was so, moreover, women remain virgins until marriage. But what is virgin? To me I was never interested in the idea of \u200b\u200bexposing the Japanese flag on the first day of the wedding. Better than that of General Custer. A hole in the flag.
Egidio

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practices "against nature"

I was at home the other day and the phone rings. It was Charlotte. Carlotta is the great whore of my wife. My ex-wife ... and now that is no longer with me, a former woman. Once a friend of mine, maybe it was another century, we were in Bari, and a huge rat crossed the road along the seafront. Egidio said, look there, Mamta cradle fur. My friend has been without balls a couple of hours, but fuck if c'aveva reason. Women, when you put in, they just like that, bitch bitch: definition and assertion. What do you, do to my ex-wife. You know you want it, you're late with food, she said. But I say fuck, I'm a senior !!!!!!! The judge ruled that, she said. Thanks to the idiot, the judge was a woman and after the dismal picture painted by your attorney of the undersigned passed for male chauvinist and sodomite, what ever could have established? Yes, but you, fuck, you're a business executive, I will have to pay you to me, the food. Do you like it, so they go to spend with your sluts. Well, at least they do not waste time and come straight to the point of you every time you wanted to fuck had to give you a gem or a diamond necklace, to revive your self hurt. Click. Phone down. I went into the kitchen, I opened the fridge, I took a Ceres Strong and booze to me are the salutaccia of my ex-wife. It had nothing to complain about, and instead, she is the judge, who was a woman, said I was always hungry for sex. Exactly the opposite of men now, I might add ... and what the hell, you are never happy: Most modern women do nothing but complain that there are more males than once. She, however, Carlotta, the court said that I wanted to exceed in unnatural practices. The judge, a woman asked to specify. Sodomitic practices, shouted Charlie. The court has become green. And I think it is wet down there. Result, I am a pensioner, I have to pay alimony to my ex-wife, who is a business executive. Then I've made another one, in sequence, of Ceres. I began to calm down. But when I see my ex-wife called me are strange itch, from which it follows, then the consequences of incazzature gained because of women, they will bring pleasure to other women. Because when they are I fucking nervous. I know it's a tacit agreement. You have reached agreement, filthy slut.
I go out into the street, Corso Buenos Aires, cold and wet morning, a fog that is cut with a knife. By the usual bar and ask another Ceres. An old 9, this time, 9 degrees of beer tends to dark. The bartender served it to me in a bottle, I like it. I was sitting at the bar and my ex-wife and I pondered on the fact of unnatural practices. What the fuck means "against nature"? The animals mate for procreation only, man, be vastly more evolved, he realized that sex is intended to give pleasure to himself in every way and not just to procreate. And I am a man, not an animal. If we were to procreate all time we paired the world would be overpopulated by assholes parchment. At the table sits beside a very souped-up brown, about forty, her hair dyed just blacks but very harmonious, and cigarette smoke from Troy, fishnet stockings with legs crossed, skirt and bodice breathtaking fur. All black, with that white face, red lipstick smeared by the filter and cigarette long nails very well attended and scarlet color ... as my heads when they do a long time. A color that is lost now in my childhood memories.
Look, excuse me, I would drink a beer with? I would have to ask the questions, I'll do with my face in bronze forever. She smiles, takes a puff on cigarettes, shuts down and in the ashtray while I was waiting for his answer, smiling like a cobra that has just swallowed a bitch (from which it follows that anyone who eats a bitch, it steals the instinct raddoppinadolo itself '), he says, but definitely, why not? , could be fun. It throws me in the face of a coarse laughter from those of yesteryear mignottone sailed. Ceres a drink each. Then another. The story of my ex-wife. She listens. Not comment. I insist and prompt responses. But she remains intrigued only by "sodomitic practices." Then at one point says, "if someone were subject her to the, say, sodomitic practices, she would not be there to menarsela so much." Shit, I think, this here is a Mantis Religious. Defines the kind of woman who uses men for sexual purposes and then discard them with the excuse that it is no longer lending. In reality, because he wants to fuck the interior park gifted men of the city. At that point, the son of a bitch I know is that in certain circumstances, I choose the understatement, pondering a memorable revenge soon after. But she, by chance, have you ever tried? I do. She looks at me smiling and says, "I do not ever feel that there is evidence from my lovers." Mah This here, I want to see where it goes to parry. If it gives me so much, I guess that already seem at least on my dick. After a while the call home. But she denies. He says he does not want to go home of a stranger. I reply, that he never saw that someone calls a person known at home, otherwise you would not need to invite, and there should be enough. She smiles. You have a great sense of humor, you laugh like that in bed? Do not tease the dog that is sleeping, I say. I want to see, she said. He gets up and go to my two horses. On entering the car she clings to laugh, well, he is not very sexy to go home to the one which has the two horses. You do not understand, is a metaphor, the two horses, it means that there are twice rider. Sluggish, as joke, let's see how you get on to another field. I pretend I'm clumsy opening the door, she scompiscia laughter. Giorgia says his name, threw out the news that is rich because a couple of divorces are the result of endless income and bored to death. Ride constantly so vulgar and smokes constantly. Once at home I offer you another beer and she accepts. She looks at me laugh at you. Then he gets up, rummaging in her bag and pulls out a device. At a rough guess a fucking girdle phallic. What he used with Hillary Clinton, I think. Sorry, I say, but what can you do with that? What you were doing to your ex-wife. So she felt as I do. Well you can forget. I will not take it in the ass even when I do not pull with viagra. Rather, I propose as leccafiga. Both the new generations do not want it. I'll be sought after. At that point I take off. The bitch has me excited. Lesbians spregiatrici males do authorize me twice, actually want to steal our manhood that they will never have. But do not resign. Hence the neurosis. Hence a little necrosis. Of his butt, of course. Rest naked with the national flag-raising model fuck attention ... attention and then missing Giorgio Napolitano is perfect for framing, as a symbol of 'Italy that no longer exists. She has a start. Suddenly becomes serious. Yet I am not a cool gym with a turtle's stomach, shaved, perfumed. I am an elderly gentleman with a slight abdominal hump beer, hairy like a wolf Arctic, with a dick in erection of proportion to everything else. Fuck-the Rasputin. The move constantly waving in front of the nose. She's left intoxicated. Search attaccarvicisi by mouth. But I flinch. She then gets up, puts her girdle phallic somewhere on the kitchen table and chasing me. I reject and I leave it there, in a corner, alone, I always before her, to tank duty. What the fuck are you doing, now came to me like, she said. Yes, but you do it my way. Well, my dear friend ... Egidio you said your name? I must say that you are provided with persuasive arguments. And I say that 2000 years of philosophy have already created enough generations of wankers, so, get to do, bitch. Giorgia takes off his jacket, fur and below has a complete intimate minimalist black leather on his white skin sends me out of laps. And the image I have of like smoking a cigarette. The bitch is seen to be navigated as smoking a cigarette and how she uses the smoke as a tool of seduction. Why call vice vice Diofa! Want to start with the oral, but I deny it, slide on the side, and I'm behind him. Grabbed her buttocks, widen them to him, I see the hole in his heart beat like a rabbit chased by a wolf, arctic, spit up and when I see the streams of saliva spreading in microwrinkles externally, stuck his dick in one fell swoop up at the bottom. She remains paralyzed. Then I plunger. He begins to cry and I always in that position and I have in mind a circus act, a special effect artist penetration. Stantuffo dentro con voglia e la mia minchia ha una compattezza e una tenuta da ventenne. Perchè la consistenza della minchia nasce dalla libidine della mente, altro che corpi cavernosi o afflussi sanguigni. Urla come un'ossessa. Ma la parola continua che esce dalla sua bocca , per l'appunto, è :"continua". E chi si ferma bella. Proprio ora che mi scappa di pisciare. Sto per orinare, con tutta quella Ceres, è inevitabile. Così dopo un altro paio di botte memorabili mi viene da pisciare e lo faccio, le piscio mentre sono dentro il culo e la clistero per bene, con tutto quel liquido paglierino incandescente. Giorgia va fuori di testa. Comincia a contorcersi dal piacere, spasmi incontrollati. Io termino l'orina e resto dentro. Dopo circa una mezzoretta che la sto bastonando a dovere, con penetrazioni a ventilatore, sussultorie e ondulatorie, mi viene da sborrare. Tiro fuori la bestia, lei si gira e le vengo in faccia. Vedo Giorgia raccogliere con lingua e mani il mio sperma. Come un sacro unguento da non sprecare. Lo dico sempre io, non dovete giudicare dal sentito dire, fatevi una vostra idea sul campo. Solo non chiedetemi di prenderlo nel culo. Così adesso sapete quel'è il mio concetto di "contro natura".
Egidio

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Dear Abraham, Dear Mayor, say that in front
ad una tragedia così immane? Anche una personalità forte come la tua soccombe per un dolore così forte e lancinante.
So bene quanto hai amato il tuo adorato Giuseppe. Non ti sei mai arreso di fronte all’evidenza dei suoi problemi: visite specialistiche, cure, fisioterapia, centro iperbarico, fino a Lourdes, sperando in un Miracolo che potesse alleviare o guarire le sue sofferenze.
Tu, Carla e la tua famiglia, avete dedicato la vita a questo vostro figlio sfortunato, ma infine, era bella la vostra completa accettazione di questa creatura così dolce e affettuosa.
Era bello. Era bello quando parlavi di lui, lo facevi sempre con il sorriso tenero di un padre che stravede per il figlio. “Sai che mi ha detto Giuseppe…” I tell you sometimes and your eyes lit up your love for him ... incommisurato
You and your family are an example for society, an example of how you can make a living by supplementing son as much as possible in a world that in part was denied for a misfortune that had undermined his young body.
There is another life that will not end as long as you live, what remains in your heart and your mind, what Joseph will continue to live forever.
Now he is in fact an angel, pure, ethereal and closer to God and to your life. I know that in similar situations, words matter little, but consideration must be made: With its short life path Giuseppe us has left a lesson: to love life even when it is stingy and tough with us, if we close the people who love us and we love our passage on this earth becomes different.
You gave this child the love and security with him you have passed the biggest hurdles that we are: indifference and resignation.
They hit me very words and the comfort that you gave Maria Elena, only six came home in those awful moments. I have seen strong and determined and he now loves you even more.
is tough, but all is not lost ... life goes on, you have a family very sound and solid for them continues to be the lighthouse that you have always been. Do not let go, force Abraham!

Your friend Marcello

The Secretary, the Council Chamber Group, the Executive and all members of UDC Martinsicuro join in sorrow for the family of Mayor Abraham Di Salvatore of the sudden death of beloved Joseph.

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Two by Two and balls at the heart

Mi è giunta notizia dal bar 5 stelle di Corso Buenos Aires, che è aumentato notevolmente il consumo di Ceres. Per lo più si tratta di uomini intorno ai cinquant'anni, brizzolati, soli, eleganti, distinti ,che, non perdono occasione per provarci con le donne che si siedono ai tavolini (con scarso successo) lì intorno. Vorrei approfittare dell'occasione di questo pezzo scritto oggi - avrete notato, non sono particolarmente prolifico( sono di una pigrizia proverbiale, se incontro un bradipo al confronto è un nevrotico), per dire che l'emulazione è pericolosa. Io, in quanto scienziato del sesso, conosco alla perfezione il funzionamento del mio organismo, per averlo sperimentato su me stesso, ora però, i principi che diffondo, non sono universalmente utili per tutti: esempio, se uno c'ha di per sè il colesterolo e si mette a bere la Ceres, ebbene, col cazzo che potrà mai avere le portentose erezioni che ho quotidianamente io sottoscritto. Per cui "occhio". Non vorrei avere la responsabilità di aumentare le spese sanitarie di questo paese.
Fatta questa premessa , l'altro giorno è venuta a casa una sarta egiziana che avevo incaricato di svolgere dei lavori di rammendo di orli di pantaloni vari. Così lei entra in casa con i pantaloni ben incartati. Una ragazza dal naso aquilino, all'araba, carnagione olivastra e leggero odore acidulo di gambo di campanule di campagna. Incredibile come a volte riesca ad essere così poetico, mi sto rincoglionendo, sarà l'età. La ragazza era vestita parcamente, molto coperta con un hijab che le copriva i capelli e le orecchie e una gonna ad altezza ginocchio. Me l'ha detto lei che si chiamava così, il fazzolettone che portava, io le avevo già detto in precedenza che non ricevo talebane col burqua in casa mia, che di sorprese ne ho già tante quando incontro una brasiliana superfiga che una volta messa la mano lì dove non batte mai il sole, ci trovi un fracco di volte un quarto di carne equina. Lei ha sorriso e si è tolta il fazzolettone dalla testa. Dopodichè ha insistito che mi provassi i pantaloni per vedere come mi stessero. Io senza farmi pregare mi sono sfilato i miei...al che lei si è voltata. La qual cosa mi ha dato un'eccitazione senza eguali. Neanche mi si fosse messa Beyonce, quella negrona che canta e balla, davanti a me a pecora. Mi sono provato i pantaloni. Dopodichè un certo rilievo si era già formato, nel basso ventre. Lei si è girata e mi ha sorriso. Sono un pò short here, I'm stroking the flap and laughing as the most experienced whores scannamarines Vietnamese Saigon at the time of the umpteenth American defeat in Indochina. He put his hand into the pocket of her skirt and pulled out a piece of candy. He started to suck. I could see the white candy in and out of the mouth, surfing on his lips, round the tongue, an image from the irrepressible sensuality. I ritolto I dropped my pants and underwear. I am reminded of that time Marrazzo said they found in his underwear in front of a cross that appeared unarmed. Well, it was disarmed him, I certainly had a weapon antielicottero U.S. up front and a deadly trigger based on two millennia of culture Arab Sex, Wild sex with sophisticated hidden in the darkness of brothels where women prisoners sgrillettarsi tired of each other, taking the first man who came within range and if you suck up to the last pore, like a candy.
Fatima, this is called the Egyptian tailor, knelt and they burned the tip of my grenade launcher, increasing its potential range. I felt a bitter cold and sidereal incredible. Almost a big pain in the glans. Or on the glans penis, as they say in Hong Kong speaking in Italian. It seemed to me that my dick was on a mission to the North Pole or Alaska. And for a moment, her, my dick, was having a desire to prompt strategic retreat. Then suddenly, a burst of pride and took as solid and hard like the tip of the iceberg. Fatima, averting his mouth for a few seconds from my hot fuck me "is the candy, does this effect at the beginning, later it'll happen." Indeed, the prick began to respond to those skilled shots language well arranged, with an unusual virulence. A rock has become. Holy shit: curse and definition. After a while I had a dick, but a sword, a Durlindana, I could make a new yoga position, that of T to fuck me with a base and body in perfect balance, the tao of fuck, in some sense. I asked Fatima to turn around and let me test her royal behind, said Thus, with this language dignified member of the climate and situation. "I can not, does she," that my religion will not let me ... if I were a man I could do it. " "Shit," I say, rivolgendosmi my dick, "you hear?". And Durlindana is even more crazed. "And how do I bring all?" I say. Do not worry, she says, has never seen good women of the house that we daughters of Allah, we left the sword of Lucifer's army. And he started to suck. Soon after, as she remained clothed, I bathed in warm goat's milk in the desert, or at least so he told her while they test the wild flavor, Fatima, in full poetic Mohammedan delusion. And so the sword of Lucifer was unarmed. Heck, I say, I never enjoyed in front of a woman dressed. She said, "imagination is more powerful on creating sexual excitement ... how do you think we women are surviving in a culture that relegates us to serve, slaves, prisoners? Imagining .... Learn how you too stupid western man ". And smiled. I think I wanted to take the piss. And that's the last straw, be taken for a ride by those who wanted to bugger. So, ultimately, do not give your ass? I've got no uncertain asked. That thing we do when we are full of love. I, however, he added, I imagined what I tried. And laughed. I just took the piss. He brushed my teeth, he put the handkerchief. Wait, I say, take a Ceres, along with me. I can not, she does, my religion forbids me to drink. Well, I say, maybe forbids you to drink beer, but the goat's milk, well, what you drink, right? One by one ball and the center. He smiled and told me by going away, "you can call me whenever you want ... you trim the hem of the pants." Not to come until in the vagina look, you will not have the desire to see through it you got behind. Two and two balls and the center. Uncorked a ceres, I shot a crosscut saw on the sink and go to bed.
Egidio

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Happy New Year, good new anus

My nephew pointed out to me that there are many entries in my blog. Sorry, I state that my nephew is an adult and is aware of my lifestyle, not exactly a majority, in my country. And it has nothing to object. Also because he is gay. And I have nothing to object, provided it is at a safe distance from my ass, of course. Then, he, my grandson always, I noted that despite the hundreds of entries of people who read my crap, the comments are few. This is because, he said, we live in a country where having a lifestyle like mine, and, above all, tell it, it's worse than being a RB. These are his words. So, my gay readers wankers, everyone knows that passing the end of the year for a single pensioner always hungry for pussy, it's a matter of utmost seriousness, a follower as they are of a certain symbolism in nature, shall we say, phallic. I had in mind, while all other sparkling wines uncork those damn, that, actually, more allegorical shake a bottle and pour it a dense foam and liquid, there is not, well, I au contraire, I had a great desire to bring the midnight with a nice cumshot in streams stain to happy face on some kneeling to pray, begging God to end his year, that would be my dick, you had not understood. So, in the evening, I started moving. Corso Buenos Aires, I always start from there. About FICA is the place to say the least qualified. I had a couple of Ceres, before leaving, but I felt that I had been reinstated properly, partly because, for a key year-end with all the trimmings, it was necessary that durassi quite a bit, to calibrate the cumshot at the right time, in just minutes, in which most of you morons who are not wankers queer incubated another , you were exploding a firecracker or uncorking a champagne, for which purpose I had prepared the prostate to the letter, segandomi, for therapeutic purposes, already a couple of times.
walked in Buenos Aires and I noticed that there was a lot of people who lived this day as a burden, a nightmare, because in the end, even they knew where to go: downloaded from wives who have found a richer or buy a new vibrator or if they are done by giving them new girlfriends pink bow with a lot of cool fresh sex shop. Booze to many in the Bar Course, which were mostly open and were about to spend the last hours of the evening, giving drink to the thirsty. Bible which are no more. My bar was open and I also went there that I was thirsty. The bartender is a smart guy, heterosexual, tank god, they would say in London, saw me and helped me at once, without wonder, a strong Ceres. It also told me that he was offering me, as a wish for the new year, and admiration for all the times I had seen intortare females at all levels and backgrounds, before bringing them home and skin your ass. What a nice guy and professional bar! I drank my Ceres tastefully reinstating the semen poured down the sink so standing up in my bathroom, as I usually do when I tallow, behold who enters a Itchy eastern front of me sculetta as a lap dancer on leave. Holy shit, I'm thinking: affirmation and definition. FICA that there must be capitalized in that little body that fuck for hours. A small body that fuck for hours. This I will explain how the fuck to Marusi? Hi, I say almost falling face down on his ass sculpture. Hi, do you smile with those eyes and that oil of sweet almonds madorla already imagine myself hydrated enough to probe the walls of his ass dopolavoristico, I say, capolavoristico. I offer
a beer, I say. The usual magic phrase from my eyes from seasoned fish stew, from a mature man, mysterious, the mystery of whether or not I've got the money and that, once discovered that they are penniless, I just replace amiably with my twenty centimeters dick button always pretty fresh. How the sausage all'Ipercoop just arrived. My name is Kim, she does a little voice from bambina.Una pornobambina by vocation, of course. I accept your volentieli billa, ago. He says he is Thai and she does not know where to spend the end of the year. Streep Teese makes a dancer at the way in Padua. I winked at the bartender who is already there with Ceres and open the bird out of the covenant in his other hand. He sits at a table near the outdoor stove, crosses her legs in a miniskirt chamois, which to be honest I do not understand how one can call it that way, the fucking skin, than on those legs would not miss for anything even dull the skin of a macaque Alsatian, if it existed. Kim propose to spend the New Year together. I am alone in the world and I love Thailand. Also because there have never been. There's no need, thai come to see at home. For a time my home was the embassy. Kim laughs and puts his hand to his mouth, for education. I like a bit of education before having sex, it excites me. After a while we finish our beers and go home. A walk .. is there behind a side street of Viale Abruzzi, there. Telephone
to an Egyptian who sells takeaway food. I order a whole dinner. Kim meanwhile played with the remote and turns on the various channels of TV, going for a moment on the Circus of Monte Carlo and Ainett Stephens, God be praised for the grace of God given us so much to us poor men pitecantropiani mindless instinct and fuck everything. Well, yes, my dear Littizzetto, saw us there to do in real life, not the brain (and thus also the last lesboincubata and systems). Arriva
dinner and trapeze artists as they pass the Chinese, we eat some sandwiches. For the clowns, we are eating fried chicken. 22.30 hours. I get up from the table and I'm closer to Kim. It 's time to uncork the champagne, I say. E ' Plestia, she said. Well, in my part now begins to uncork lavorarselo, otherwise gushes evil, got the message? What message? She said. Shit, I think, this one is clay. I open the flap and the monster Barzotto, which already Barzotto, makes his figure. Kim has a start. Immediately enter into trans. Strange that I usually by in trans. Grab the Barzotto and start lavorarsela. Ainett Stepehens chronicles the evolution of the circus, Kim has performed live with the only goal of his thin white fishnet stockings that cover her thighs as anatomically perfect. At about 23:30 I was naked but there's no way that Kim's wonderful that detach from my fucking mouth. Suddenly raises his head and says, I Licco if you marry her. I look and say. Yes, I'm rich ... very rich seminal plasma, beautiful! She giggles and it bites me a little, I start, then she resumed dewatering model. The circus is over and Ainett Sparice, but Kim is still struggling with my leather harness. Cut the fucking force and put in place on the table in front of the TV, on all fours. If you take it a comma? Tv would be on all fours, the better, much better digital TV. I also get on the table slam into him and began to ride. Pussy first then second in Chanel, you know, I have to adapt the language to digital terrestrial ... that pussy wet my dick and makes it ready for TG2. The ride them to feel the full weight of my body, beating with the prostate on the way to the top of the pyramid basin than its body. And my twenty centimeters disappear into its cavity, but prestidigidatori the circus, this here is a number. So going, turning the bird or facedogli do motocross, including a hole to another. Minutes to midnight when 10 barrels out there and increase in intensity, by extension, my fucking ass Kim, and since she is manegevole, I put the face of a fait accompli. You are to be done. At the end of nine minutes remaining and passes, the TV spouting the countdown and I focus: I'm ready. At midnight cum like a volcano of milk, and floods the mouth and the face of Kim, who takes how to play with the cream of the cake and if the spread on lips, cheeks, neck and cheeks, drunk with pleasure, since it is coming too, that in conjunction with the sgrillettava superpompino of the century that closed this year 2009, in the best way . Happy New Year, dear, I say ... good new and anus, I add. And she laughs and gets back on his feet, walking like a dancer break dance.
Egidio