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I know they are the hottest, I am married to one and she is an even a hottie at an older age.
Love to JO to porn
splotchey rules
I'm a dopey cunt. Fact
They truly are beautiful women.
Italy has beautiful coastlines and beaches, but tourists should be cautious of strong currents, especially in the Mediterranean Sea. Italy is also prone to seismic activity, and earthquakes can occur, so it's essential for tourists to be aware of evacuation routes and safety procedures in case of an earthquake.
In Italy's coasts, so pristine,
Beaches with views that will glean,
Yet currents run strong,
In the Med, they belong,
And quakes may disrupt the scene.
Beaches with views that will glean,
Yet currents run strong,
In the Med, they belong,
And quakes may disrupt the scene.
I agree, im married to one, shes 52 brunette, petite but curvy and pretty
PM me on here or on skype to see her
PM me on here or on skype to see her
Oh bella Italia, a land of amore,
Where beauty and charm open every door,
With-a eyes so sparklin' like-a starlit night,
They make-a my heart take flight.
The women of Italy, so bella and bright,
With-a grace and style that feels just right,
Their laughter, it rings like-a sweet song,
In-a Napoli, where they belong.
Oh, their hair, like-a espresso so dark,
Silkier than a night in the Parco di Monza park,
And when they speak, it's a melodic tune,
A serenade under the Italian moon.
Their skin kissed by the Mediterranean sun,
Golden and bronzed, like-a they've just won,
And their smiles, so warm and sincere,
Bring-a joy to all, far and near.
In Rome or Florence, Milan or Sicily,
Their beauty is a sight for all to see,
The women of Italy, a timeless grace,
In their presence, the world finds its place.
Oh, bella Italia, with your women so fine,
In their accents and style, a love divine,
They steal hearts with every glance,
A dance of passion, a sweet romance.
Where beauty and charm open every door,
With-a eyes so sparklin' like-a starlit night,
They make-a my heart take flight.
The women of Italy, so bella and bright,
With-a grace and style that feels just right,
Their laughter, it rings like-a sweet song,
In-a Napoli, where they belong.
Oh, their hair, like-a espresso so dark,
Silkier than a night in the Parco di Monza park,
And when they speak, it's a melodic tune,
A serenade under the Italian moon.
Their skin kissed by the Mediterranean sun,
Golden and bronzed, like-a they've just won,
And their smiles, so warm and sincere,
Bring-a joy to all, far and near.
In Rome or Florence, Milan or Sicily,
Their beauty is a sight for all to see,
The women of Italy, a timeless grace,
In their presence, the world finds its place.
Oh, bella Italia, with your women so fine,
In their accents and style, a love divine,
They steal hearts with every glance,
A dance of passion, a sweet romance.
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