I often wonder if what I feel,
Is just an illusion or something real,
For when these feelings begin to start,
I wonder if they'll break my heart,
Or will they stoke the burning fires,
That masquerade as my desires,
And turn my inner burning lust,
Into something built on trust,
Because these fires always burn,
And so it seems I'll never learn,
For when these feelings do begin,
I always seem to dive right in,
Again I'll get my just desserts,
All the heartbreaks and the hurts,
Again I'll heed this passion call,
And again in love I will fall,
And should this love come to an end,
I hope my heart will somehow mend,
So I can pick myself up off the floor,
And fall in love, again once more.
Learn more . .
Pop Idol. "I'd like to have you make me breakfast sometime," Holly said. They're also going to do a spot on the evening news at our so-called 'bake sale,' to publicize what we're trying to do for the kitchen
It's late.
I liked shaved but the tits made up for it. She screamed and landed in a pile amidst her dress
. The next morning I arrived at the airport
I often wonder if what I feel,
Is just an illusion or something real,
For when these feelings begin to start,
I wonder if they'll break my heart,
Or will they stoke the burning fires,
That masquerade as my desires,
And turn my inner burning lust,
Into something built on trust,
Because these fires always burn,
And so it seems I'll never learn,
For when these feelings do begin,
I always seem to dive right in,
Again I'll get my just desserts,
All the heartbreaks and the hurts,
Again I'll heed this passion call,
And again in love I will fall,
And should this love come to an end,
I hope my heart will somehow mend,
So I can pick myself up off the floor,
And fall in love, again once more.
Learn more . .
Pop Idol. "I'd like to have you make me breakfast sometime," Holly said. They're also going to do a spot on the evening news at our so-called 'bake sale,' to publicize what we're trying to do for the kitchen
It's late.
I liked shaved but the tits made up for it. She screamed and landed in a pile amidst her dress
. The next morning I arrived at the airport
I often wonder if what I feel,
Is just an illusion or something real,
For when these feelings begin to start,
I wonder if they'll break my heart,
Or will they stoke the burning fires,
That masquerade as my desires,
And turn my inner burning lust,
Into something built on trust,
Because these fires always burn,
And so it seems I'll never learn,
For when these feelings do begin,
I always seem to dive right in,
Again I'll get my just desserts,
All the heartbreaks and the hurts,
Again I'll heed this passion call,
And again in love I will fall,
And should this love come to an end,
I hope my heart will somehow mend,
So I can pick myself up off the floor,
And fall in love, again once more.
Learn more . .
Pop Idol. "I'd like to have you make me breakfast sometime," Holly said. They're also going to do a spot on the evening news at our so-called 'bake sale,' to publicize what we're trying to do for the kitchen
It's late.
I liked shaved but the tits made up for it. She screamed and landed in a pile amidst her dress
. The next morning I arrived at the airport
A redhead beauty with big titties and a juicy butt takes a pounding