Art illustré.

Bts rp–ers absen sini yuk.

Have you ever felt warmth? No, not with the heating device you're thinking of now. But about the beautiful eyes covered with stars, like the one i saw last night ( when the sun goes down beautifully ) i looked at each other with him.

The nicotine i'm hold is nothing compared to the sweetness of him; when i've tasted both of them ( then compare impolitely ). Then i don't know why the raindrops brought friends to flush our area. Maybe give me a chance; to compare the warmth of the kiss he gave or of the feeling of the rising air heater.

But, in the end i couldn't dodge. When his melodious voice said to me, "eat me to warm you, sir." Like being hypnotized by the art of his charming eyes as well as a gentle caress on the tip of my genitals.