My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane. (Theme Post)
She thick with all of her curves plus she got a mind on herāstreet smart, book smart, built by design for me. (Theme Thursday postāalbum in the comments!)
Help me take off my Balmain jeans, Iāll undo yours & you can lick it after Iām done licking you firstāI wanna taste it, tired of waiting, are you tasty? (Theme Day Post!)
