EL CASA CUATRO
Dimly lit luminesce. The cheers of glee audibly roared coming from the sea of men present to watched the silhouette behind closed doors. An array of light, distinct hue and coloured panels ruptured the satisfaction the moment that the music became much slower. Beat awoken bestial pleasure. The primal whistled channel their disgusting drools.
You make it look like it’s magic
‘Cause I see nobody, nobody but you, you, you
I’m never confused
Her lips protruded. With dangling earrings, and her bareness that had never actually matter as it was set in display for prying eyes. Looks she’s been used to. Earned pleasure, and unending passion. Only an evident how Adam failed to evoke the calls of temptation. She’s Eve, prior to hunger and thirst of the counterpart s*x. Footsteps t
