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tus deseos son ordenes


tus deseos son ordenes
littlebaby
tus deseos son ordenes
littlebaby
tus deseos son ordenes
littlebaby
tus deseos son ordenes
littlebaby
tus deseos son ordenes
littlebaby
tus deseos son ordenes
littlebaby
tus deseos son ordenes

Hasta mañana...besos
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12 comentarios - tus deseos son ordenes

suspendidodeporvida
EXCELENTE!!! tremenda pelirroja que ha elegido!! un bombocito 🤤 🤤
Eternamente agradecido estimada littlebaby 😉

sdpv P! Gracias por el post
luguercio
Besos little!!!

buenisima colo!!!

😀 😀 😀 😀 😀
fulldiego
Que colorada hermosa para el groso de SDPV muy buen post amiga!!!!

fulldiego P!
brujo777
littlebaby


Hermosa colorada...me encantó.

Un buen regalo para un excelente compañero poringuero!!

Gracias por permitirnos soñar



Lluvia de bendiciones para la posteadora!!!

brujo777 P! mi pasión
PepeGrillo
que hermosa pelirroja por dios!!!! esas tetas merecen un oscar!!! 😀
gatone24
Tremendo post hermosa!!!!!! 😀
Brucewillis2
En esta ocasión me vi en la necesidad de cambiar mi color característico!!!
Esta niña se lo merece!!!
Baby , excelente!!!
Bruce
suspendidodeporvida
Gracias nuevamente querida littlebaby por tan hermoso regalo 😉

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Hello darkness, my old friend,
Ive come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one deared
Disturb the sound of silence.

Fools said i,you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisperd in the sounds of silence.

Lobirov
impresionante....la pelirroja te deja sin palabras.........