“After all, how easy the descent is, even for the greatest of us. How dare you use my name and sing my songs?” Anna looked at her sister in blank amazement. There wasn’t, I know, between myself and my father. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. He would always be her friend, too. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjIxOC4xOTYuNTMgLSAwMi0wNi0yMDI0IDIyOjI2OjIzIC0gNDU4NDQyMzI0
This video was uploaded to brazilianportuguese.biz on 30-05-2024 01:38:14
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7 - Resource Map: 8