Zinging flavas of Kool and the Gang's Sunshine plays on while the universe blends feve with harmonious tones of Rock and Roll in their voices singing the baby making sensations that loves Blue Valleys like raindrops falling and mamacitas always blazing on forever where there's no stopping at all as write this with absolute pleasure pulsing through shining abilities for success. Call this crazy or call it the way it's supposed to be because notes of past lifetimes whenze on in the sunset offering the messages of love as the forte for any cure in healing the wounds via musical schooling of how it's done without showing lust in sight,so,as the kick back session takes place,window seat is what I hear where no leaving the woman at all gives and receives codings validating logical thinking,which clears the way for creativity flowing as one,spitting all kinds of vybz that,chastizing gets shut down despite of all activities who loves no fun as well as preading hit after hit,which gets the clothes off saying "No telling where artistic whiskes in the valley" not being afraid to share it whenever times comes for it,but in the meantime,let's enjoy the best sex we have ever had and make acoustic fantasies together because we so miss each other and never want to be away again.
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