is incredible, yet cold. Let me emphasize that this blog has been subject to censorship by the mere fact of having taken over gruesome image that circulated among TV comedians on the back of our premier, while all the obscenities in Ciancio (and claims, God forbid) There was no filter. it is incredible that in the Vatican, we live. Google should be ashamed. but never mind, back to our pleasant things ever, that help us live better or to live and nothing else. in short, the cold will not stop and I the other night, in the throes of insomnia pestiferous and mind filled with images of television news show that Arabs in revolt, Freudian, perhaps, I felt like Arabic. I got off the road and on foot, which, as I am lazy, believe me, it was hard, I pushed Viale Monza. a half hour walk. and do not want that at the beginning of Viale Monza, there was standing in the cold and dangling erotika at most, a touch of FICA, which thus damblè seemed Maghreb or so? Patience, I told myself, this means that for once I will pay. I'm tired of segarmi the sink, the cleaning lady can not hardly to scaling, even with the pads of wire mesh. I go over with their hands in blue loden. she turns frightened. one meter and seventy, forms abundant, significant cleavage, fishnet stockings, miniskirts, heels 21, heavy makeup, earrings, vintage, and light coat to cover the arms. puts his hand into her purse and pulls out a knife. oh, fine, we do, but in your part you do not like the sausage? salsiscia that? she says, which I confirmed to be Middle Eastern accent. sausage like that, my, what I have in between your legs, lamiaminchia. she relaxes and laughs. You Italians are close, he says. you can say loud. contract One moment on price and invites me into his house. and 'near there. ask me 50. but I know from experience that once in action, for everything in the most clicks on the meter and will ultimately be one hundred. ok, I say to myself, crack avarice. You must excuse me, she says, but you approached with his hand in his pocket, was afraid. and meanwhile his eyes askance try to imagine what will be under the loden. The apartment is cozy, even if you do not see shit, it's dark in the corridor. his room is the classic table lamp on and a veiled double-side of a wall mirror for seeing your film porn live. I ask where he is, so to heat the room and she says it's Turkish. I look and say, you can say you're Moroccan, in terms of FICA are not racist. she smiles and says, not because if you say Italian Turkish their best ... I do not know why. Why? I tell you, they feel less impaired, to go with a Turkish, but do not worry, they know that the same six Moroccan, just do not want to remember him. I think that the FICA yellow, black, mulatto, white, red, freckled, hairless, with the Mohicans, featherless, prugnetta, untrimmed expanded, clitoral, rear mount, vertical, horizontal, and so on, has a certain attraction for each other. she laughs and, encouraged by that reasoning, stripped. as is the rule, of course, you can not kiss and she tells me. a waste of breath, because, as you know me I do not care a NERC toasted. Then I undressed and when I put a hand between her legs, I look smug. you thought that only the Arabs c'avessero scimitar there in the middle? you strange Italian, she said. I am from the south, say, a little angry I too will have Arab blood, I say. when I drop my pants lamiaminchia stands imperious as the rod and she Bubka, Jasmine, or at least gave her name as well, our friend, begin to taste, with skilful tongue strokes. uses the language with a spatula, then down to the balls that swallows carefully one by one, with its wide mouth, huge. are completely naked, and now I'm owning, on all fours, looking welcomed the mirror, ready for a shotgun. lamiaminchia extension from FICA and gave it to slap in the ass, with retinue of sputazza lasiata fall from above in the middle of the buttocks, by way of a carrier for channeling. After an initial groan of pain, I feel that is beginning to enjoy. surely, the bitch will have long enjoyed, of this practice, in youth, in all southern hemisphere grant women the ass to get virgin to marriage. the plunger in a good twenty minutes and I'm going to be almost ... almost at the climax she pulls out the tool, remove the goldone slinguandomi and I saw the chapel, until they cum bad flooding the face. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh that Diofa fucked. gives me a bit of paper towel to pulirmi ma io dico che farebbe bene a pulirsi lei, che su di me non è caduta nemmeno una goccia....porco italiano, fa lei ridendo. sembri un arabo, sai, mi dice con voce dolce. se continua così questa mi bacia. così prendo il portafoglio e le do cento euro. due da 50. lei prende solo 50. e mi sorride. non è sempre così. mi piaciuto molto. come ti chiami? Egidio, dico io. il nome mi sa che non le è piaciuto. magari Yashim sarebbe stato meno cacofonico. ma non mi ricorderà certo per il nome. mi ricorderà come colui-che-mi-ha-sfondato-il-culo-che-per-due-giorni-ho-camminato-obliqua.
Egidio
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