Bet on all naked

Bet on all naked in his bed,
And I have by throwing;
No headscarf, but the curtains of the spread,
No, but I cover:
Her head looks on the shoulders
Hang in Weisberg negligence,
And many of his reddening cheeks,
And wishes were his eyes.

Her blood is still fresh in his face,
As a message to come
To explain that in another place
This meant another game;
Her cherry lips moist, plump and straight,
Millions of kissing crown,
Those ready and unstopped dangle,
And the branches weighed.

Her chest, so that welled plump and high-quality
Bred pleasant pain in me,
For all the world I do not challenge
How fortunate;
Her thighs and abdomen, soft and straight,
For me only:
To have seen such a meat, and not to eat
Had malcontent entirely of stone.

Poser his knees up slightly,
And all the laity to hollow,
Like so on the terms, it means that they
To separates not forced;
It is sufficient that the Queen does not lie Cyprien,
Expecting in his Bower;
To stay too long had held the boy
After his time promised.

"Clown in color," quote she, "why you retard
such offers happiness?
You can no other way
Similarities to do? “
Mad, I thunder
Start on my arms,
but the smallpox upon was but a dream.
And if I without them.