tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970784518397958868.post605664140511768869..comments2023-05-27T12:24:16.440-03:00Comments on Uma Estranha no Livro: Confissões de MolieI'm Nina, Marie, etc...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12712072232530651456noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970784518397958868.post-15034631620956252632008-12-14T22:12:00.000-02:002008-12-14T22:12:00.000-02:00Sem palavras amiga ...................perfeito!!!!...Sem palavras amiga ...................<br>perfeito!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00921951311876990524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970784518397958868.post-22270664537644692942008-12-03T20:43:00.000-02:002008-12-03T20:43:00.000-02:00Pleasure and pain...Sick as sick could be...Just l...Pleasure and pain...<br>Sick as sick could be...<br>Just like i am...<br><br>:)I'm Nina, Marie, etc...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12712072232530651456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970784518397958868.post-44631480026904296142008-12-01T09:44:00.000-02:002008-12-01T09:44:00.000-02:00I will. And I will not stop.Esse texto está delici...I will. And I will not stop.<br><br>Esse texto está delicioso, provocante, chocante e excitante, uma das suas mais belas pérolas, devo dizer, Afrodite. <br><br>"sometimes I'm tempted, sometimes I am<br>I would be lying if I'm not that giant man<br>I'm a line between pleasure and pain<br>Me and desire have "you know what" to reclaim"E agora José?http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289000211437366949noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970784518397958868.post-55084180503122489702008-12-01T05:20:00.000-02:002008-12-01T05:20:00.000-02:00Desejos, meu amor... Desejos...Why don't you t...Desejos, meu amor... Desejos...<br>Why don't you try to find out?I'm Nina, Marie, etc...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12712072232530651456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970784518397958868.post-23484822225782094592008-12-01T03:40:00.000-02:002008-12-01T03:40:00.000-02:00O violino toca nossa música. Anaïs Nina, você sabe...O violino toca nossa música. Anaïs Nina, você sabe escrever e descrever muito bem as sensações da curra e sodomia. Me pergunto de onde surge essa inspiração, será somente da imaginação?E agora José?http://www.blogger.com/profile/03289000211437366949noreply@blogger.com