Women See Thru Underwear

The Tinkerbell


My boots fairy had pavements. Just
bell, a little tipsy.
Heels sharp turlututu.
top class dressed in black above, below
sexy when naked, delicate low
My Lady Dior corset suspended
is spun to wait your call

to hang himself.
menu menu, j'impatientais. All excited

a moment to himself.
lot for you, just for me.
A night to you, one night in me.
Laliloula, Choubidou wouaaaah!

The phone call came to me
SSEUS.
Beneath the desk, my bottom
spun cotton
bad. All organic silk
they were, they never expected
gently caress
more.

I sensed the smell of another.
For one night, for life. Ciao bella
and well thank you:
- " I will not come ... can not ... want to ...
anymore, want more ... "
Trucnuche thingy.

Nunuche ridiculous, I have more

heard what you said.
I understood nothing.
I hung up.
Slightly bent.
not replaced (the) er .
Want to cry?
A little leak.
Masquerade
water splash into the icy water at the bottom of the abyss.

Pay out.
Between fingers
the son of life, these nodes
much unnecessary stress ,
your confessions too subtle.

I busted a mad laughing sad
.
p'tain cheek!
P'tain the slap!

And then ... I

Mr chin statement,
trembling with pride not guaranteed.
I shook my hair blond
draft,
blond rascal.
Help! Pinpon.
My little fish that glides without malice

the treacherous poison in my heart
pocket punishment.

person to save his fall p'tite fairy in the background? Not a
sam'HUE! on the horizon?
My body is wobble.
Cold shower hit too well. Olé olé
.. it never stops?

The fairy chose to save. Deciding not
s'noyer.
In my arms entwined myself.
Finishes: starry night, Bear, Zen Zen
Moon Round, full, picking up the sky over the
fairy fallen
you'll have no magic wand.


abracadrabra Abracadabra,
three little tricks, and you go away ...


moral of the stories and fairy prince charming
fallen from heaven,
the angel face
the heart of gall,
is still not on my head.

Small autodiscours a little (spokes) rang
"- is better. Must stop. Fricotter with mister From Happiness.
- You're right: sometimes I too m'serais accustomed to me / thee-weary.
- My good lady, know on: the Angels are never too considerate "