Splinters of… just wood…
splinters, … not bolts.
When Trisha thinks about the couch from her last flat. She will know how much DNA is in Henry’s old sofa. And then Trisha might never want a sofa again.
Usually I give this one out to Virgil, but I have got to make an honourable exception for you this time.
Thank you very much, a great honour
A los chicos que postean fotos hoy se les pasaron de largo dos sesiones de sexo matutino con un lapso de dos horas entre ambas, como mucho
They are really at it that is for sure. Obviously Trish appreciates him very much.
Oficialmente una pareja (y sí, yo tenía que venir a poner la cuota romántica)
Heart rate frequence during a sex session over there or something like that?
O Trisha gritando (y no durante el sexo) Esa chica no es silenciosa en absoluto.
She is certainly capable of making the experience sound very loudly. I will absolutely give her that.
These two are definitely on fire at the moment.
And Trisha and Klaus are just great. S___ping - sex. S___p - sex. Eat something in between and sex again. What more do you need?
I reckon Trisha must think she has died and gone to heaven
Never seen her have as much sex until Klaus arrived, now she can’t stop having it
You mean Trisha develops addictive potential? And is floating on cloud nine
What the basic i__________n of being instantly in love can end up doing to a person eh?