A Moroccan mime with a neighbor's boy from Iji, who came to Leia Labouta, to Zaid Dafwa Kamel, so they gave me
I offer money to the girl who cleans my house: when we are alone I ask her to see her underwear in exchange for a lot of money and we end up fucking before my wife arrives
I said why don't you want me while we're getting my finger, I kept begging to cook me so I can get cold
The love of my heart brought me a big client from Diallo who wanted to sponsor me on the night of my birthday