lonely patient

Ilene 2022-04-21 09:03:30

Li Jiaxin ordered a song Speak my language on the record player alone. I remember her black fishnet stockings, pointed high heels, slightly trembling lips and the secret realm of fingertips. She was so beautiful that she was heart-pounding. She said she was a very realistic person who knew how to make herself happier. She is a lonely person, and only a lonely person can enjoy the most physical orgy.

Karen Mok ran to the door of the store. She likes the rain. She wrapped her body with a curtain, just like Dawn once put her coat around her and went home. This time, she knew she had to go alone. She rushed into the rain and raised her head to taste it. Having tasted the rain, I guessed it was salty. Lonely people should like rain, so the road is empty and no one will look at the lonely fool.

It seems that Yang Cai Ni is the happiest one, she is standing in front of the store waiting for her new boyfriend. She couldn't remember Takeshi Kaneshiro behind her, even if she once got on his motorcycle, the moment she hugged him was still warm. I don't know if she will go back to the phone this time to complain about her boyfriend's infidelity, like a lonely fate.

They are sensitive, sincere and hysterical lonely patients. I love them.

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Extended Reading
  • Christina 2022-03-28 09:01:12

    Just remember Li Jiaxin masturbating and Takeshi Kaneshiro helping people wash their hair everywhere

  • Rachelle 2022-03-27 09:01:20

    Those black fishnet socks, SEXY

Fallen Angels quotes

  • He Zhiwu: We rub shoulders with many people everyday. Some may become close friends, or confidants. That's why I'm always optimistic. Sometimes it hurts. Not to worry - I try to stay happy. That night, I saw that woman again. I knew we'd never be friends or confidants. We'd let too many chances pass us by. Nothing happened, there was no chemistry. Maybe it was the weather, but that night I found her very alluring.

  • He Zhiwu: You rub elbows with a lot of people every day. Some strangers might become your friends or even confidants. So I never turn my back on a chance to rub elbows. Sometimes I rub till I bleed. No big deal, as long as I'm happy. That night, I ran into that woman again. I knew very well we'd never be friends or confidants. We'd had too many chances to rub elbows in the past. We had rubbed elbows till our clothes tore, but still no sparks. Maybe it was the weather, but that evening I felt a spark.