myunderwearfetish: tamburina: I want your absolute attention,your underwear rolled down in a hurrystill hanging on one foot,and nothing on my mindbut to be insidethe only placethat hasno inside,and no outside. Leonard Cohen, Book of Longing Fuck.
myunderwearfetish: tamburina: I want your absolute attention,your underwear rolled down in a hurrystill hanging on one foot,and nothing on my mindbut to be insidethe only placethat hasno inside,and no outside. Leonard Cohen, Book of Longing Fuck.
myunderwearfetish: tamburina: I want your absolute attention,your underwear rolled down in a hurrystill hanging on one foot,and nothing on my mindbut to be insidethe only placethat hasno inside,and no outside. Leonard Cohen, Book of Longing Fuck.
myunderwearfetish: tamburina: I want your absolute attention,your underwear rolled down in a hurrystill hanging on one foot,and nothing on my mindbut to be insidethe only placethat hasno inside,and no outside. Leonard Cohen, Book of Longing Fuck.
myunderwearfetish: tamburina: I want your absolute attention,your underwear rolled down in a hurrystill hanging on one foot,and nothing on my mindbut to be insidethe only placethat hasno inside,and no outside. Leonard Cohen, Book of Longing Fuck.
myunderwearfetish: tamburina: I want your absolute attention,your underwear rolled down in a hurrystill hanging on one foot,and nothing on my mindbut to be insidethe only placethat hasno inside,and no outside. Leonard Cohen, Book of Longing Fuck.
myunderwearfetish: tamburina: I want your absolute attention,your underwear rolled down in a hurrystill hanging on one foot,and nothing on my mindbut to be insidethe only placethat hasno inside,and no outside. Leonard Cohen, Book of Longing Fuck.
myunderwearfetish: tamburina: I want your absolute attention,your underwear rolled down in a hurrystill hanging on one foot,and nothing on my mindbut to be insidethe only placethat hasno inside,and no outside. Leonard Cohen, Book of Longing Fuck.
myunderwearfetish: tamburina: I want your absolute attention,your underwear rolled down in a hurrystill hanging on one foot,and nothing on my mindbut to be insidethe only placethat hasno inside,and no outside. Leonard Cohen, Book of Longing Fuck.
