Posts by Robinson Murasi
My ethics have all the resilience of moon dust.
As I wait
My ethics have all the resilience of moon dust. As I wait feverishly for you to stroll by. You are the voluptuous subject of my lust; A bright red can...
My ethics have all the resilience of moon dust. As I wait feverishly for you to stroll by. You are the voluptuous subject of my lust; A bright red can...
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