The mother of the sixty-sixth and fiftyth streets in the lunar calendar was too erotic, so his son rose unintentionally... four hours.

My mother is ripe and colourful. On the night of my father’s absence, I had a mother who was dressed in battered at the chest and two people who were intelligently overwhelmed by her, kissed her with a strong pull, adored her chest between the hips, and gave her a blowjob until raw insertion sex.