story by man

Wicked men ----
Gratisundar ----- Courtesy Chinmaya ..

All of them call it a mischief girl
I've lost
But why am I spoiled?
Call me tonight ----
The sari opened the bush
Two buds have been raised
Yet he was embroiled in love.
All of them call it a mischief girl
I've lost,
Taste her soft chest
Joey is in pain no longer and he is
She does not want me without me
But why am I spoiled?
The people in the neighborhood make fingers to him
Everyone wants his soft body
Dangerous is not a bad mind
What is the destruction of what is destroyed by everyone,
There is also the character of a naughty girl
So he is not a lover.
All of them call it a mischief girl
I've lost,
He called my body open