Mi " Caramelo " . . . ! ( Regresivo )

At 7... of my Post #5000. Give Play

What a beauty you are, you're a candy
I see you in the playground and I go crazy,
All the things that please me have your face
and I'm waiting for the attacks, so I play bottle with you, my little sweetie.

How exciting you are, you should know that! That Booty is the most sought-after apple, and those breasts are the food of my creation, I would like to rip you off one day and die in a hotel with you... or maybe in a car.

It has been five years, I assumed things. I've been searching for my true self for a long time. There's a kind of symbiosis, my psychologist said so. I would do well to take some therapy and get away from it all... for about seventy years.

How are you dear, I have a wife and kids sometimes I talk to her and even make love not that I want to bother you but it's indispensable for me to sit in a cafe and dream a bit... and maybe fall in love.

And my hour has passed, who stole my years, I've traded all this family for a second with you, if I see you now, even if it ends in a hospice, I'll take a bottle... and play bottle with you.