Feliz año a todos! Que este año este lleno de muchos culos que culiar, muchas pingas que mamar. Mucho amor a los que buscan amor, muchas noches (mañanas, tardes y madrugadas también) de pasión y lujuria para todos!
En otro foro *postié* un mensaje que también les comparto. Esta en inglés (era un foro en inglés), pero si no lo entienden Google hace una buena traducción... Saludos amigos!
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esperemos que para este fin y principio salga algo por lo menos, que ya me hace falta.
