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![]() whose stupid idea was it to reformat myx? they are a bunch of moronss. i prefer the old myx, very un-MTV, very uncool. now they're claiming the top spot of being the leading music channel in pinas. are their stats correct? and look at those VJ's..it seems that only the daughter of Jim Paredes fits the title of being called a real VJ among the new ones. franco fuccking cretin mabanta? mama sita..and he's an atenean(kicked out na pala..UAP na). abs-cbn is really dying...everything about abs-cbn is decomposing.. ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 07:15 | |
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![]() jayloh! bili tayo nito.. ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 23:17 | |
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![]() the concreted part of this structure used to host our after-dismissal baseball games. i wasn't that good in playing the game but they hired me because of my running skills. remember that scene in forrest gump when he caught the attention of the football coach while running across the field to evade his pursuing bullies? i had similar experiences with him though i'm damned sure that i didn't grow up as an idiot(though aging up as a multi-millionaire is not a bad idea). never had a serious game though. my first game was a disaster. the umbrella which we used as a bat slipped from my grip while hitting the ball and hit the thirdbase keeper. imagine the horror on my face. after few more games, i quit from the team and tried basketball.
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![]() ..where's my mommy? ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 16:18 | |
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![]() imelda marcos is a mutant. - lav diaz ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 08:48 | |
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![]() world war 3 is not a bad idea if we want to change everything in this dying planet : politically, socially, economically. ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 08:45 | |
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![]() i was born in 1977. according to my elder cousins, that was the year when demonstrations against the marcos regime were common events in mendiola and UP. 1977 was the darkest year of the martial law era. many students from UP quitted from school and went underground. they left the comfort of their homes to continue their fight against the ironman. many left but few were able to return. they are called the desaparacidos. caught by military, they were tortured and later executed. i wish i was born earlier. i wish i was born in the 60's, the heights of political and sexual revolution. i wish my parents met earlier. the recent docu on modern history produced by bbc for discovery channel gave me the compulsions to leap from the couch and enter the boobtube. the images shown made me realized how boring my generation is. patriotism and nationalism are dead. most of my co-geneXers are ignoramus of history. all they think of is money. all they think of is fun. all they think of is what are they going to wear for saturday night's gmik at libis. all they think of is the latest versions of Playstation and Nokia. i hate it to admit that i belong to a generation of living zombies. moving but dead. * politically charged while bored at work.* ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 08:39 | |
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![]() this was written by a college friend of mine before he finished college What I learned? Even before I reached the age of 17, I was very proud of my legs because they didn’t have those scars that most of my friends had. It even had a fairly nice complexion. But what I didn’t know that it had a problem. It wasn’t until my mother bought me my first pair of Levi’s Jeans that I learned about it. When I tried it on, my knees didn’t come together. I tried comparing my findings to those of my siblings and my mother and I found the bold truth… I am bow legged. But this was actually the thing that saved me from complications brought about by my freaking out.. During my first year of college, I got into an accident in which my leg was run over by a jeep. There was this man who draw a knife in an attempt to strike another man. When I saw this, I freaked out and jump from jeep and with the commotion the jeep rolled over my arm and leg. I was lucky then that it was curved otherwise it would gave way to the weight of the jeep. What it left was a simple bruise that I didn’t give proper medical attention. It wasn’t later when the infection settled in that I realized my faults. As I read thru my sister’s medical books, I became worried that I may have cancer of the bone. After weeks of agonizing suspense it turned out negative…. Moral lesson, don’t freak out Elmer and be very caring of wounds, even if they may seem simple. You see, I was a bit paranoid when it comes to things. There was this drama class that we have. Being merely third year height school students we all looked up and follow this “bading” director that we had, a former student of our school who was also studying in UP. Aside from merely practicing for the drama we had to have this pictorial in Laguna, which was an unexpected turn of event. It was here that the some of us, male, had to be totally naked while being photographed. This thing wasn’t necessary since we won’t show the “bird” in film but just the artistic view of the body. Anyway, with what happened there was a thing to learn from. I won’t forget that person who drove us to the limits. Would you believe some of us were beaten up real good while another lost his watch as payment for the fare *tawa*…all in our drama Class… Yes… we won. We often did. Courting, there was this girl that lives near our house. I was really patay na patay sa kanya. As part of my strategy was to burrow a book. After that day she went to our place and asked for it but instead of seeing me, which was my plan, she meet my mother. A mother’s instinct probably told her my intention so she made a fuss that really didn’t make me look good. In addition to this, my mother made an oath that if she ever saw me with a girl she would make laterally displace her face in front of me. I believe her, simply because she is capable of it. I never again faced that girl after this memorable event. Having this good friend, he promised me that I would meet girls from all walks of life. He didn’t tell me how, though I insist, but his stand was firm. And the day did come. Within one day, I received 20 mails from different girls from around the country. Ang loko ay nilagay ang pangalan ko sa Pen-pal corner ng tatlong komiks! Eh ako naman si asa, e di nagreply ako sa kanilang lahat, of course using the same pattern. Out of the 20 only one remained up to now. At 22, there was also this close encounter with worldly pleasure. I really haven’t seen a prostitute in all my life so, along with my tropa on a taxi cab, we passed by West Avenue in QC. From there we saw how the pimps exploit their trade. Some even tried chasing our taxi. In Baclaran, a similar encounter took place. I was walking from NIA Road going to Taft when this woman came in front from nowhere, smiled and said hi. I looked at her trying to figure who she was but her feature didn’t registered. So I passed her by still thinking who she was. Then this guy walked in front of me and said “Sir, gusto ninyo ng babae? Generalizing the situation I just said, Sori pre’ Di pa sweldo. I also worked in a food chain called Gooddahh. They specialized in serving beef tapa and breakfast. Its really a 24 hrs food chain. There I learned that that the plastic coke cups are just being wiped with a wet towel then it is brought back to the kitchen to be used again… eeee grouse! Applying for my first real job was a fast one for me. There was this semiconductor in South Super Highway named Allegro Devices who had scheduled an interview for me. It was scheduled at 800AM but I arrived around 10. When I arrived I the guard on duty told me that I was expected two hours ago. Anyway I was asked to wait for the person to interview me. Knowing that I was late I really didn’t expect that they will still take me even as an OJT but. While being interviewed, I was checking my watch because I have another interview scheduled in Intel Makati. It was a good thing that that it ended by 1200 AM and they said that they’ll just call if I’m ok. Without any dilly-dally I rushed to Makati. There I was not alone. With me were some of my classmate and schoolmate. And they were the good, academically. Would you believe that I forgot to bring along my grades. *Sigh* Anyway what was there to show, mga palakol na grades. So I said the truth, I didn’t have but I’m willing to send the copy ASAP. So the interview went on as scheduled. It was a good thing that before this I had already extensive experience with taking to people of different levels, in short ala na akong hiya-hiya. Sagpang kaagad ang ginawa ko. Plus, I have a hobby of designing and constructing electronic circuits which they asked me to prove. So I did. After days after, Allegro called me up during the morning and they said that I’m in as an OJT. I was very thankful to their HR because even though that I was late they still took me in. Meanwhile, afternoon came and Intel called and they too said that I was also in. I no longer have to choose, Intel was it. The problem was how to tell Allegro my decision since I already accepted their call… still I called them up and express them my sincerest gratitude and thanks for their time. Books that could fit our room won’t really be enough to hold the story of all those experiences that made me who am I today. Some of those experiences can often make me laugh, cry and sometimes can even take the strength for the day. But no matter what they maybe, as this age, I come to treasure them. Even the bad ones are as valuable as the rest. Sana, when its my turn to face the music up stairs, I could still keep these memories. I’m also afraid to fight; it’s not about me getting bruised but what I can do to the other person. I am still a war freak deep inside, with what I know I feel I’m capable of projecting my thought if provoked. So I really avoid being provoked. Another thing that I fear is the future. Would my efforts be enough to buffer the onset of those fear once they come running down the mountain. You don’t have to disagree, you just have to understand. The future…? My future to be exact is so near I could almost smell it. This is, hopefully, my last semester in the DLSU-D as a college student. But before anything else, it would all depend on the evaluation of my previous subjects from my previous school. The more I think ‘bout it, the more I fears that this semester may not be enough to settle this issue (Drats!). If this is the case then I have no choice but to go for plan B, take up some major subjects in Political Science. Since I plan to march on the stage by 2001, along with the majority of the graduates, better make use of the time wisely and be glad about it. I really have a lot of plans after this semester is over. Part of it is to learn photography from the expert and make money from it. Another is to transfer from my boarding house to my recently acquired house in Villa Luisa, Dasmarinas. This was transferred to my during the start of the year but I really haven’t have the time to manage it because of my work and school. Actually I really wanted to rent it but since no one at the time is really interested I decided to move in since the amortization is ticking. I also have planned to propose, but this is after I finish this course. I don’t want my mother blaming names when I don’t get this for any other reason that my happen. I also plan to actually teach, because in teaching you can be immortal. Surely, you won’t be forgotten by those student whose destiny you have influenced. But before that, I’ll try to apply for in the Training Department of the company where I’m currently working. You see, if I’m accepted my would be credentials would have a impact with the compensation that I my get. Hmmm, come to think of it, if that happens, I can’t teach outside Intel… that would be violating the Corporate Policy. After all they have a say since I’m their scholar…. Hmmm. I don’t plan to stay in this company. I really want to do something I like, but if I want to do that I my wings must be strong and I have to give up something. Probably that something is my work. If I do become a father before this, the air could be different. I might grow old and be sorry that I didn’t leave my dreams… Who knows? In a newspaper magazine I remember reading an article regarding a young executive in the Ayala Corporation who has picture while she was leaning against one of the corporate’ giant sculpture, while wearing a sporty attire and roller blades. She said that she plans to retire at the age of 30! Why…the writer didn’t really elaborate on it. Well she must be doing her best, so that she still has vigor when she retires. I like that, but probably not 30. I really don’t have any intention of getting rich. It just bring along problems of its own. I prefer to have a simple farm with lots of animals I love. There should be money in the bank so that my family’s medical needs are insured. I also want to put up a fishpond and occasionally go to Palawan and do some angler fishing with a 1,000 kilogram Tuna or Blue Marlin. As for my children, I would like them to learn the virtue to discipline and being thrifty. If just in case we do become rich, I will still teach them to manage their time and resources if they want to have luxury. Go abroad? Yeah, if I don’t get what I want within the timeline I have set. But if I do so I still plan to spend the last remaining days of my life here, in Pinas. ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 10:39 | |
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![]() i've been thingking about this for the last few months : i wanna quit from my present job and do something that i really like. it's what they call career crisis. i work for a philippine division of an american multinational company based in cavite. the pay is good and i've been with my present company for almost five years now. but man, i'm so fucking bored with my work now. there are mornings when i don't wanna go to work and just spend the whole day sleeping or hang-out at greenbelt and watch all movies there. is it me or my workplace which has the problem? the hell i dunno. all i want right now is to get my butt out of goddamned present job and do something else. ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 19:54 | |
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![]() little kids fascinate me. their energies seem to be inexhaustible. they talk too much. they ask a lot. some may find them annoying, but hey one shouldn't forget that we used to be like them. now it's my turn to be annoyed by these tots and be asked of some baryas for their Chupa Chups and fishballs. but i don't wanna get married yet...that scares me... ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 16:42 | |
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![]() gusto ko mang magsariling-sikap pero ayoko. kahit gaanong libog ang nararamdaman ko ngayon, may kumukontrol sa aking subconscious na huwag mag-mariang palad. sayang. sayang lang ang mga semilya na magtatalsikan mula sa aking bayag. ayoko ng dagdagan pa ang mga tiyanak sa aking maliit ng kwarto. the first paragraph made me asked myself when did i discover masturbation? 5th grade? summer of 89? all i could say is it's the best mind-blowing experience every male specie had undergone and will undergo in his life. it's like being trapped in an island with unclothed monica belucci and natalie portman. it's comparable to gazing meteors entering the earth's atmosphere. it's like jollibee...ang sarap ulitin-ulitin.
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![]() one barometer of how old a person is by asking the oldest tv ad he could remember. for the last two sundays, Pilak Awards was shown on channel 2 which gave tribute to the best of philippine ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 16:37 | |
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![]() From "Bukbok" Biglang kumislot na muli ang mga nerbiyos mula sa kanyang bulok na ngipin. Napadiin ang pagdantay ng kanyang mga kamay sa balikat ng kanyang tito. "Tito, sumasakit na naman ang ngipin ko. Daan tayo sa botika sa bayan ng Pasacao," pakiusap ni Huge. Naputol ang pagmumuni ni Karl. "Masakit na masakit ba? Gusto mo bang huwag na tayong tumuloy sa Pasacao at umuwi na lamang tayo?" tanong niya kay Huge. "Bumili na lamang tayo ng gamot. Mawawala rin ito," sagot ni Huge. Halos maluha sa sakit si Huge. Hindi niya masabi sa kanyang tito na mas matindi ito ngayon kaysa kahapon. Alam niyang maaaring bumalik ito ngayong araw na ito kaya hindi na sana siya sasama sa Pasacao. Kaya lang ay inaabangan din niya ang paglalakbay na ito. Tuturuan pa man din siyang lumangoy at ayaw rin naman niyang umiyak si Tatot sa inis dahil hindi natuloy ang kanilang lakad. Maaga pa man din itong nagising kanina upang hindi iwan ng kanyang kuya at tito. Kung maari nga lamang sanang maging dentista siya para bunutin ang halos lahat niyang ngipin na may bukbok. Iniisa-isa ang kanyang ngipin ngayon at hindi niya makayanan ang sakit na dulot nito. Magsisimula ang sakit minsan sa paghigop ng mainit na sabaw or pag-inom ng malamig na Coke. Parang isang lintik na uugit ang sakit mula sa bulok na ngipin at dadaloy sa panga patungo sa utak. Maluluha siya sa unang kidlat ng sakit at sa ngitngit sa sarili dahil sa kapabayaan niya at kanya na ring mga magulang. May sinasabi ang balon ng bulok na ngipin sa pagpapalaki sa kanya ng kanyang mga magulang. Lumaki siyang nagpiyesta sa anumang matamis: White Rabbit, Kendiment, Serg's chocolate, Nips, Storck, Maxx, lollipop, ice candy, ice cream, ice drop, pinipig crunch, Twin Popsies, drumstick, halo-halo, saba con hielo, suman, nilupak, ampaw, hinulog-hulog, ginatan, palitaw, biniribid, at kung anu-ano pang pagkaing binudburan o nilunod sa asukal. Wala man lang ipinagbawal sa kanya. Sa ngayon ay nararamdaman niyang may sariling pulso ang kanyang kanang panga at halos maramdaman niya ang pag-umbok ng kanyang pisngi. Kahit mabagal ang pagpapatakbo ng kanyang tito ay hindi maiwasang tumindi ang sakit kapag hindi maiwasan ang ilang lubak ng kalye. Kung maari lang sanang hablutin niya ang bulok na ngiping ito at itapon sa tabindaan upang hindi na maging bahagi ng koleksiyon ng kanyang huklubang dentista. Dahil sinauna pa ang pinag-aralan at hindi na sinubaybayan ang rebolusyon sa pangangalaga ng ngipin ay wala itong pagkiling sa pagpapasta at root canal: isa lamang ang solusyon sa bawat pagkirot ng ngipin-ang bunutin ito at palitan ng pustiso. Siya nga naman, mas mabilis ang pagbunot ng ngipin at siya rin naman ang gagawa ng kakalog-kalog na pustiso! Naiinis siya dahil siya na matalino sa klase at may hitsura ay maraming bulok na ngipin at kakalog-kalog ang pustiso. Dalangin niya na sana ay hindi ito maranasan ng iba niyang kapatid. Lagi niyang pinaaalalahanan ang mga ito na magsepilyo at huwag kumain ng kendi. Pagbabawal na hindi maunawaan ni Tatot dahil wala pa itong bulok na ngipin, gayong nagsisimula na ang isang maliit na linya ng bukbok sa apat na ngipin sa unahan at ilang bagang. Sa ngayon, habang lumiliko ang motorsiklo papasok sa bayan ng Pasacao, ang iniisip ng bata ay kung bakit matagal ang biyahe at napakalayo pala ng dagat na ito. Iniisip din niya na sana makauwi sila nang maaga mamayang hapon dahil sabi ng mamang kalbo na magaling sa biyolin ay may huli silang pagsasanay mamayang gabi bago ang Salubong kinabukasan. Mabuti na lamang at hindi siya ang isa sa napiling bata na gaganap na anghel, nakatali ang baywang sa dulo ng isang mahabang kawayan at unti-unting ibababa mula sa mataas na kastilyo. Kahit siguro siya ay maiiyak sa takot, gaya nina Shiela at Maricel at Benjie at Alex. Kakanta lamang siya at magtatalumpati ng ilang linya upang amuin ang nalulungkot na imahen ng Birheng Maria. ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 12:08 | |
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![]() there are days when i'd rather blog than masturbate... ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 02:29 | |
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![]() "Ever wonder how long you'll live? If you're the quiet, boring type, you might just live to 100. On the other hand, if you're like us, maybe you should be dead already. "In the spirit of the original SparkPurity Test, this one will tell you how numbered your days are. And don't lie, 'cause we're watching you." ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 23:48 | |
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![]() likes white briefs, no designer label on waistband,pansit lucban,longganisang lucban,tamales, tagaytay, puerto galera, smoking while reading, smoking while drinking, smoking while shitting, white boxers, low-cut rubber shoes, soccer shoes, super faded jeans, straight cut, loose, sneakers, tepanyaki, minukmok, mikilog, sisig, arirang, chinese movies, iranian movies, french movies, indian movies, film festivals, books, internet, web design, pilogaw, kimchi, snorkeling, ube, bellini's pizza and pasta, green tea, tazo tea, herbal tea, mangosteen, santol, suha, bayabas, laguan, spicy laing with dilis or sardinas, hardinera, digicams, biking, hiking,basketball jerseys, tennis, swimming, ukay-ukay,dvd's... ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 22:13 | |
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![]() what could be worse than the idea of being trapped in an elevator with 6 bomtots from the 36th to the ground floor? i mean, being stucked there for 5 minutes with those stinking MBA students from Bombay. it didn't happen to me. it was experienced by a friend of mine who works for a multinationalsupermagacorporation tech co. in singapore. think shawarma spiced with rotting sibuyas and curry powder. think 6 outback survivors with their anghits and athlete's foot. think men's locker room after basketball PE. think women's locker room full of coeds who have monthly visits. think standing in an unairconditioned bus at 12 noon from cubao to alabang. here's an exerpt of the horrifying oxygen depriving incident my friend e-mailed to me : tanginots talaga paisano. imagine me holding my breath for 5 mins from the 36th floor down? siete pecados paisano! i think it could pass for a guiness book record for something. the moment i entered my pad, i went straight to the bathroom and stripped off my office suit and showered for 30 minutes. yikkkes. this is a much bomtots infested country. ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 04:42 | |
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![]() the recent controversy involving some catholic priests and their lewd acts made me think if i'll go to church and hear their sermons again. i'm a god-fearing person and i do believe that the catholic church is a good institution and i hope that this mess will be cleaned before i convert into Shintoism. ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 20:29 | |
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![]() Yaya Jonie, my friend Jeffrey's notorious yaya. The first image model of Jessica Zafra's Flip. ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 21:14 | |
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![]() Suppose time is a circle, bending back on itself. The world repeats itself, precisely, endlessly. For the most part, people do not know they will live their lives over. Traders do not kow that they will make the same bargain again anf again. Politicians do not know that they will shout from the same lectern and infinite number times in the cycles of time Parents treasure the first laugh from their child as if they will not hear it again. Lovers making love the first time undress shyly, show surprise at the supple thigh, the fragile nipple. How would they know that each secret glimpse, each touch, will be repeated agaiin and again and again, exactly as before? pp-8-9 if you're a Physics illiterate(like me), try purchasing this book at Pasong Tamo's Power Bookstore. this novel somewhat translated the undiscernable time theory of albert einstein. lightman is a fucking genius. by setting examples, i was able to enter the world of besso, einstein, hawking and other time maniac scientists. using his mastery of words, lightman was able to approach the intellectual playfulness of Einstein, who is said to have worked more like an artist-by imagination and intuition-than a scientist. hurry! before supplies last. ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 19:53 | |
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![]() somewhere in Laguna. Bae? Pila? Victoria? wherever... ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 11:18 | |
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![]() close encounter with a third class american bitch..coming soon! my first short film. ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 00:51 | |
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![]() sound trip 1. dancing queen -abba ejaculated by alan_lightman25 at 00:17 | |
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