I loved her like I loved breathing. She's been gone five years now, but I can still see and feel her body in the sack, those beautiful 70-year-old tits and soft round ass that treated me for almost 30 years. My wife is dead, but I still see her naked and vigorously doing her duty. I wonder if she's fucking in Heaven. . . . . . . .
Heaven is a retirement home, a hospice where one goes to die, it's for the spirit to make right with the Gods. Hell is a carnival cruise, even if I'm just an an 10 year old Indonesian busboy, that's where I'd like to be.
11:23 AM I totally agree with you. If the one writing is El Paya why the hell does he come to Juan's blog to spew his shit? Oh, no readers go to his blog.
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I loved her like I loved breathing. She's been gone five years now, but I can still see and feel her body in the sack, those beautiful 70-year-old tits and soft round ass that treated me for almost 30 years. My wife is dead, but I still see her naked and vigorously doing her duty. I wonder if she's fucking in Heaven. . . . . . . .
You are in serious need of mental help.
It was very poetic. . . I'm sorry for your loss.
Heaven is a retirement home, a hospice where one goes to die, it's for the spirit to make right with the Gods. Hell is a carnival cruise, even if I'm just an an 10 year old Indonesian busboy, that's where I'd like to be.
11:23 AM I totally agree with you. If the one writing is El Paya why the hell does he come to Juan's blog to spew his shit? Oh, no readers go to his blog.
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