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Post by adelina clarice guillet on May 14, 2011 22:49:41 GMT -5
Qu’allait pondre dans l’église Pondait un p’tit’ coco Que l’enfant mangeait tout chaud - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/i] her French accent lingering in the air as she approached the beach. Already there was tons of people, but not like it usually is in the middle of the day. Stepping out and taking in the warm ocean air, her hair flew back in the wind and she was immediately happy. She set out on a large open spot where there was plenty of sun to take it. Taking off her tank top and shorts to reveal her bikini she laid down and began to soak in the only thing she could really maintain for a large amount of time. [/color][/size][/ul]
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