Though seasons pass and years go by,
They will not stop the tears I cry,
And though may fall the gentle rain,
It will not wash away my pain,
And though there may be tomorrow,
It will not take away my sorrow,
For when you and I became apart,
You took a piece of my broken heart,
I only ask that you give it back,
So I can get my life on track,
And I can somehow heal this broken heart,
And somehow make a brand new start,
I don't think this is much to ask,
A very simple little task,
So my poor heart can somehow mend,
And I can start to live again
02-12-10
Blowjob. .
. . He came closer to me and reached out his hand to take my underwear down
Though seasons pass and years go by,
They will not stop the tears I cry,
And though may fall the gentle rain,
It will not wash away my pain,
And though there may be tomorrow,
It will not take away my sorrow,
For when you and I became apart,
You took a piece of my broken heart,
I only ask that you give it back,
So I can get my life on track,
And I can somehow heal this broken heart,
And somehow make a brand new start,
I don't think this is much to ask,
A very simple little task,
So my poor heart can somehow mend,
And I can start to live again
02-12-10
Blowjob. .
. . He came closer to me and reached out his hand to take my underwear down
Though seasons pass and years go by,
They will not stop the tears I cry,
And though may fall the gentle rain,
It will not wash away my pain,
And though there may be tomorrow,
It will not take away my sorrow,
For when you and I became apart,
You took a piece of my broken heart,
I only ask that you give it back,
So I can get my life on track,
And I can somehow heal this broken heart,
And somehow make a brand new start,
I don't think this is much to ask,
A very simple little task,
So my poor heart can somehow mend,
And I can start to live again
02-12-10
Blowjob. .
. . He came closer to me and reached out his hand to take my underwear down
Florence Bellamy nude - Contes immoraux (1974)