#gaby andré

[atomic-chronoscaph]

The Strange World of Planet X (1958)

[sparksintheheart]

Death watches Vivo as he embarks on his quest to give Marta the song.

[gogmstuff]

Images from 1909 issues of Les Modes -

Left 1909 (1 January issue) Les Modes Mlle. Gaby Deslys wearing lace dress by Zimmerman. From gallica.bnf.fr; fixed spots & flaws w Pshop 1024X1445.

Right 1909 (1 Febuary issue) Les Modes Baroness Maurice de Rothschild. From gallica.bnf.fr; fixed spots and left edge w Pshop 1024X1438.

1909 (1 March issue) Les Modes La Coiffure de Demain. From gallica.bnf.fr; fixed right side 1024X1402..

Left 1909 (1 April issue) Les Modes Mlle Andrée Marly in Chary toilette photo-Henri Manuel. From gallica.bnf.fr.; fixed spots & flaws w Pshop 1024X1405.

Right 1909 (1 April issue) Les Modes Mlle Templey in Paquin toilette photo-Félix. From gallica.bnf.fr; fixed spots & flaws w Pashop 1024X1402.

1909 (July issue) Les Modes Morning and dinner dresses by Paquin photos - l. by Boissonnas & Taponier, r. Félix. From gallica.bnf.fr; fixed spots & flaws w Pshop 1024X1407.

1909 (1 May issue) Les Modes cover Duchesse de Vendome photo-Boissonnas & Taponier. From gallica.bnf.fr; fixed spots & flaws w Pshop 1024X1412.

Left 1909 (1 August issue) Les Modes Comtesse d'Oppersdorff de Hohenlohe photo-Otto. From gallica.bnf.fr; fixed spots & flaws w Pshop 1024X1403.

Right 1909 (1 August issue) Les Modes Comtesse Hocquart de Turtot photo-Keturah Collings. From gallica.bnf.fr; fixed spots w Pshop 1024X1411.

1909 (1 September issue) Les Modes Comtesse de la Forest-Divonne photo - Fred. Boissonnas. From gallica.bnf.fr; fixed spots and flaws w Pshop 1024X1407.

Left 1909 (1 October issue) Les Modes Étole et manchon d'hermine by Forrures Max photo-Boissonnas & Taponier. From gallica.bnf.fr; fixed spots & flaws w Pshop 1024X1407.

Right 1909 (1 October issue) Les Modes La duchesse de Rohan photo - Eugene Pirou. From gallica.bnf.fr; fixed spots & flaws w Pshop 1024X1412.

Left 1909 (1 November issue) Les Modes Robes et chapeaux by Jeanne Lanvin photo-Chéri-Rousseau. From gallica.bnf.fr; fixed spots & flaws w Pshop 1024X1403.

Right 1909 (1 November issue) Les Modes Vicomtesse de Fontenay photo-Otto. From gallica.bnf.fr; fixed spots & flaws w Pshop 1253X1022.

[genevieveetguy]

Crystal Fairy & the Magical Cactus (Crystal Fairy y el cactus mágico), Sebastián Silva (2013)

[perfettamentechic]

4 luglio … ricordiamo …

4 luglio … ricordiamo … #semprevivineiricordi #nomidaricordare #personaggiimportanti #perfettamentechic

2022: Robert Hoffmann, attore austriaco con 21 film nella sua filmografia. La sua carriera tra cinema e televisione fu esercitata prevalentemente in produzioni europee. Dopo aver studiato recitazione in Francia, Hoffmann debuttò in Le avventure di Robinson Crusoe del 1964, serie televisiva che ebbe molto successo in varie nazioni. (n.1939) 2022: Mona Hammond, pseudonimo di Mavis Chin, attrice…

[contosobscenos]

O Diário de uma Hotwife – O Dia da Dupla Penetração

Quando vi o perfil de Carlos André e Alexandro no Sexlog, soube imediatamente que precisava ser fodida por aquelas picas gigantescas, pulsantes, grossas como eu sempre imaginei. Mas o que eu queria de verdade era ter os dois, ao mesmo tempo. Seus corpos musculosos, as picas cheias de veias saltadas, firmes como pedra, me deixaram com uma fome insaciável. A maneira vulgar com que eles descreviam suas conquistas acendeu algo dentro de mim que não podia ser ignorado. A ideia de ser tomada por dois homens tão viris já havia fervido na minha mente há tempos, mas não era só a promessa das picas enormes — era também o prazer perverso de ver Renato, o corno, assistindo tudo de perto. Sabia que ele não poderia fazer mais do que observar, impotente, enquanto eu realizava a minha fantasia. A humilhação dele seria tão grande quanto o meu prazer.

Ordenei que Renato organizasse tudo. Eu queria aqueles dois, e ele, obediente, se submeteu sem hesitar. Ele sabia que não era homem o suficiente para me contrariar, ainda mais em um assunto como esse. Com o tempo, ele aprendeu que não tinha escolha: meu desejo era lei. Ele ligou para Carlos e Alexandro, insistiu, negociou, pagou o transporte deles, reservou a melhor suíte no Emoções Motel e até comprou as camisinhas extragrandes. Tudo estava pronto, cada detalhe meticulosamente organizado pelo meu marido, que, na verdade, não passava de um mero assistente no meu teatro sexual.

Naquele dia, eu me preparei como se estivesse indo para uma noite de gala — mas, dessa vez, o evento era pura luxúria. Com a pele lisa, recém-depilada, me arrumei em frente ao espelho. Meu corpo nu, escorrendo de desejo, me fazia sorrir de satisfação. Empinei a bunda, provocando Renato, que não tirava os olhos de mim enquanto fotografava e enviava as fotos para o grupo que havia criado com os dois comedores da noite. Eu o xingava, dizendo que ele se arrependeria se algum deles desistisse. Ele só balançava a cabeça, dizendo que não iria me decepcionar, a voz submissa, como sempre.

Andei nua pela frente do espelho, apenas com os saltos pretos altos, para que ele visse o tipo de mulher que ele nunca seria capaz de satisfazer. Meu corpo pedia por algo que só homens de verdade poderiam dar. Fui até a gaveta e peguei uma microcalcinha vermelha, tão minúscula que era quase um detalhe simbólico. O tecido mal cobria minha pele. Passei lentamente pelo Renato, que nem conseguia disfarçar a frustração, e fui até o closet. Escolhi o vestido metálico dourado, justo o suficiente para marcar cada curva, mas solto o bastante para balançar com cada passo. Vesti-o sem sutiã, deixando que o tecido abraçasse meu corpo, enquanto o decote profundo revelava meus seios quase à mostra. As fendas laterais deixavam minhas pernas nuas à vista, e a microcalcinha vermelha estava ali apenas para provocar, um lembrete de quem controlava tudo naquela noite.

Cada passo que eu dava com meus saltos altos me fazia sentir o poder que eu carregava. Renato sabia disso. Ele olhava, mas não ousava dizer nada. Ele só podia assistir, impotente, à mulher que ele nunca teria completamente. E eu? Eu estava pronta para ser devorada.

Fui até a porta do apartamento, e Renato, patético como sempre, ficava me olhando com a boca aberta, sem reação. Eu estava impaciente, queria chegar logo ao motel. "Vamos logo, porra!", ralhei, para que ele entendesse que não havia tempo a perder. Perguntei se estava tudo certo, se ele não iria deixar nada dar errado. Ele, com a voz baixa, quase sussurrando, respondeu: "Não, Gabi, está tudo certo, os dois confirmaram."

Descemos juntos no elevador, e logo senti o tesão tomar conta de mim. O cheiro da minha buceta ensopada enchia o espaço pequeno, um aroma denso de luxúria que parecia dominar o ambiente. Minha calcinha estava tão molhada que o melzinho escorria pelas minhas coxas, deslizando quente sobre a pele. Quando olhei no espelho, vi uma outra mulher. Não a esposa recatada, mas uma verdadeira puta, pronta para ser devorada. Torci para que algum vizinho entrasse, me visse daquele jeito, com o vestido mal cobrindo meus seios. O corno do Renato não ousava fazer nada, nem uma palavra saía da boca dele. Quando ele tentou tapar parte do meu seio que estava à mostra, dei a ele um olhar feroz. Ele recolheu a mão rapidamente, abaixando a cabeça, submisso como sempre. Ele sabia exatamente o que estava por vir. Seus olhos traiam a mistura de desejo e impotência.

Infelizmente, ninguém entrou no elevador. Talvez o porteiro estivesse assistindo a tudo pelas câmeras, vendo cada detalhe do que acontecia ali, mas ninguém apareceu. E, sinceramente, eu era a estrela daquela noite. Eu sabia disso, e cada passo meu exalava poder.

No carro, o silêncio era pesado. Renato mantinha os olhos na estrada, incapaz de me encarar. Eu olhava pela janela, já sentindo o calor subir entre minhas pernas. A ideia de dois homens, ambos me tomando ao mesmo tempo, me deixava com a respiração pesada. Meus dedos deslizavam discretamente entre minhas pernas, sentindo o quão molhada eu estava. "Dirija e fique quieto", ordenei. "Nem pense em olhar pra minha buceta. Você não merece nem isso, seu frouxo." Renato, obediente, apenas acelerou o carro, enquanto eu já estava perdida nas minhas próprias fantasias.

Quando chegamos ao motel, fomos os primeiros a chegar. Isso me irritou profundamente. Olhei para Renato, com raiva crescendo dentro de mim, já imaginando que ele poderia ter estragado tudo. Ele sabia que eu não toleraria falhas. Entramos no quarto, e eu podia ver o nervosismo no rosto dele. Ele estava com medo, sabia que o peso daquela noite estava nas suas costas. E, pior ainda, o patético estava tentando esconder o pau mole enquanto me observava. Mas eu não me importava. Aquele momento era meu, e eu faria questão de que ele lembrasse disso para sempre.

Pouco depois, o interfone tocou. Atendi com um sorriso já malicioso nos lábios. "Dois homens estão aqui para a senhora", disse a recepcionista. "São negros?", perguntei, sentindo o calor subir. Ela confirmou. "Ótimo. Pode mandar subir. Estou aqui com um corno, esperando por homens de verdade. Apresse-os." Meu corpo inteiro se arrepiou só de imaginar. A antecipação era deliciosa.

Quando Carlos André e Alexandro entraram no quarto, tudo mudou. Meus olhos encontraram os deles, e naquele instante, senti que já estava fodida, antes mesmo de serem tocada. Seus olhares eram cheios de voracidade, a pura definição de desejo bruto. Seus passos eram decididos, como predadores se aproximando da presa. Eu tremi de expectativa, sentindo cada músculo do meu corpo reagir. Eles ignoraram Renato completamente, passando por ele como se fosse uma mera estátua, uma presença invisível, e vieram direto até mim. Isso sim era atitude de homem de verdade. Não precisavam de palavras ou formalidades — eles estavam ali para me devorar, e eu estava pronta para ser usada.

Alexandro começou a me explorar pela frente, suas mãos grandes e firmes deslizando sobre meus seios, enquanto Carlos André me puxava por trás, suas mãos dominando minha cintura e deslizando pelas minhas coxas. Eu estava cercada por aqueles corpos quentes e escuros, suas peles tocando a minha, suas respirações pesadas contra minha nuca e rosto. O cheiro masculino preenchia o ar, carregado de desejo. Quando as línguas deles começaram a explorar minha pele, primeiro na minha boca, depois pelo meu pescoço, seios e bumbum, eu já estava derretendo. De pé, sem conseguir me conter, sentia o calor subindo, a antecipação de ser fodida por eles ali, enquanto Renato, impotente, observava tudo.

Ainda de pé, na ante-sala da suíte imperial do Emoções Motel, senti que meu corpo estava à beira de explodir de tesão. Carlos André foi o primeiro a me mostrar o que eu mais desejava. Com aquele sorriso safado, ele tirou a pica para fora. E que pica. Grossa, pulsante, cheia de veias, o tipo de pau que só de olhar já faz o corpo inteiro arder em desejo. Eu estava de costas para ele, e quando senti a mão dele pegar a minha e me fazer segurar aquele cacete duro, um arrepio percorreu minha espinha. Meus dedos mal conseguiam fechar em volta daquela circunferência espessa, e só de apertar firme, meu corpo começou a reagir. Cada centímetro daquela pica parecia ter vida própria, quente, latejante. Não resisti. Mantive o aperto firme, e instintivamente comecei a me contorcer de tesão, ainda em pé, enquanto risadinhas de puta escapavam dos meus lábios. O prazer subia como fogo, queimando por dentro, e eu gemi alto, só pela sensação de segurar aquilo.

Não era apenas o tamanho da pica de Carlos, era o poder que ele carregava. Ele sabia o que estava fazendo, e eu estava mais do que pronta. Eu estava implorando, sedenta, desesperada para ser tomada por ele.

Com a mão direita ainda segurando firme o pau do Carlos, ele me mordeu a nuca, sua barba roçando na minha pele e me fazendo perder o controle, enquanto sua respiração quente me deixava ainda mais molhada. Sua barba roçava na minha cervical, cada movimento dele me incendiava. Com a mão esquerda, fui em direção ao Alexandro, que me beijava vorazmente. Sua língua sugava a minha com uma força e precisão que me deixava tonta. O tesão era tanto que pedi, sem rodeios, que ele me mostrasse a pica dele também.

Quando senti o pau do Alexandro por cima da calça, fiquei arrebatada. Era ainda maior e mais grosso. Meus olhos se arregalaram, e uma sensação de êxtase me tomou por completo. Aquele era o meu momento. Segurando a pica de Alexandro, senti como se estivesse em um nirvana de luxúria. Era como se eu visse cores, uma explosão de sensações que me dominava.

Com um de cada lado, eu os puxava para dentro do quarto, uma pica em cada mão. Na direita, a tora de 22 centímetros de Carlos André; na esquerda, os 25 centímetros negros e firmes de Alexandro. Eu me sentia poderosa, conduzindo os dois, puxando-os pelas picas como se fossem armas prestes a me devorar. Continua

Sua escrita é excelente! Termine logo essa história.

[princess-of-the-corner]

I think the only one I like out of those Secrets is Ivan singing heavy metal lullabies to his little sister.

Ya know what I have the list pulled up so I can go over them and give my opinions real quick!

1.) "When Alix was a child, she was given a rabbit as a gift... from her future self!" - Kinda cute. Hope she at least like, warned her dad somehow because dropping a pet on a child is a bad time.

2.) "Juleka's song: "Even if nothing is decided, nothing as solid as stone, everything can burn up and then we are alone... So love life, eternity."" - this is just the lyrics to what she sang as a record in Migration. On brand for her though.

3.) "Nino's headphones were given to him by his favorite DJ after a concert. That's why he always carries them with him!" - that's cute!!

4.) "Nathaniel naturally has chestnut brown hair. His hair is dyed by Alix." - Brunette!Nath is cursed so this isn't canon to me but it's a fun tidbit in theory!

5.) "Ivan sings heavy metal lullabies to his little sister. And she seems to like them a lot." - Adorable!!! I'm debating on yeeting into HC/LL because I always planned on him being an only child.

6.) "Sabrina's best friend before Chloé was Cléo." - Naur Cléo!!! No seriously whomst the FUCK-

7.) "André sells his ice cream at locations where famous French films were shot." - Fair enough. It works in the sense of always being able to find him.

8.) "Miss Bustier was once a student of Mr. Damoclès and once pinned a fish on his back as an April Fool's joke!" - This one's cute I love it! This one should come with an anecdote for the foreign audience that the French have a fish-themed April Fool's Day and this is a common prank for children. Doesn't make it less fun!

9.) This one was a 'sketch from Marinette' rather than a fact, and was an image of a dress. It's a pretty basic but cute dress.

10.) "Sass's favorite food is a tofu" - why??? Why is the Snake's tofu?? What happened to the fridge magnets with the gummy worm snack? Granted that didn't make the most sense either but the consistency.

11.) "Marinette wears her 2 pigtails in memory of a very good friend from school who is sadly no longer at her school." - In theory this is cute but I hate nearly everything about Socqueline's existence.

12.) "Adrien's full name is Adrien Émile Gabriel Donatien Athanase Agreste." - the absolute fucking EGO from his parents to have two of his middle names be their names.

13.) "Since Plagg adores cheese, especially Camembert, Adrien had to convince Nathalie that he is obsessed with Camembert." - Absolute fucking hilarious.

14.) "Gabriel's real name is Gabi Grassette" - I actually hate this. I hate this so much. Like it's inconsequential in the long run and it makes sense but GOD I hate it for some reason.

15.) "Kim actually has two surnames namely "Ature" and "Lê Chiến", then after their marriage both of his fathers each kept their surname." - this would be cuter if I didn't know it was a retcon of a retcon. It was originally "Lê Chiến", then they changed it to "Ature", and then they got backlash for it. But hey two dads now if only htey'll show up on screen! (this may end up in HC/LL? Debating).

16.) "What if Lila's biggest lie so far was that her name wasn't Lila?" - so on principal I hate this whole superspy con artist plot, but this is fucking hilarious.

17.) "The real name of The Gorilla is Placide I.T." - I think I already dunked on this enough.

18.) "Alya has received various Chinese treatments from Master Fu. So, he almost chose Alya over Marinette... to be Ladybug!" - I hate this one actually. Like not that I don't like LB!Alya! But she's new to Paris but has somehow received various treatments from Fu? Yet on the other hand Fu knew her very well and could've easily mentored her, but he decided to go out and choose some rando???? the fuck???

19.) "As a child, Marinette dreamed of tailoring a hat for the Eiffel Tower to protect it from snow. And from then on, all she wanted to do was be a fashion designer!" - That's really cute I love it so much!!!

20.) "Zoé's best friend in the New York City was Jessica Keynes." - I hate this. I hate this so much. This makes Jess look like such a shitty friend.

21.) "Kagami has drawn a manga about her childhood in Japan but she hasn't dared to publish it yet." - Adorable, actually!

22.) "Rose and Prince Ali stayed in touch after they first met and have become really good friends." - We knew ofc but it's glad to have it confirmed!

[darkwitch1999]

Ronan Odeja OC Headcanons

Ronan Odeja

Age: 40s

Ronan is the father of Michael, Noelle, and Anais Odeja.

He has been happily married to Alyssa Odeja for over 20 years.

Ronan is a photographer who owns his own photography studio. He is well known in his profession for taking pictures that reflect "absolute perfection" by revealing the truth behind each photograph.

In other words, Ronan has a talent for telling whether a picture reflects genuine emotion or fake.

He has spent his lifetime taking pictures of perfect happy families. Ironic given that his own family is nowhere near happy.

Ronan does photography work for Gabriel from time to time. He's taken every family portrait of the Agreste family since Adrian was born.

Ronan is a kinder, more loving parent who loves all his children unconditionally.

Unlike his daughter, Noelle, who has no problem with blood and gore, Ronan cannot even endure talking about such graphic details let alone the sight without becoming nauseated. He still tries to support his daughter's interests by asking her about them even if he ends up feeling sick to his stomach.

Has an amazing singing voice. He always sang lullabies to his children when they were younger and still sings to them whenever they are sad or having night terrors.

A combination of stimuli such as flashing lights and loud noises causes Ronan to have panic attacks.

Ronan is old friends with Gabriel Agreste (Gabi Grassette), André Bourgeois (Anaximandre Bourgeois), Harry Clown, and Emilie Agreste.

During his freshman year at university, he met Alyssa at a party, and they both had a drunken hook-up, which resulted in Alyssa getting pregnant with Michael.

Not wanting to abandon his child, Ronan thought that the "honorable" or "right" thing to do was to marry Alyssa, a decision that his friends were strongly against (they had only met her once at that point and they could already tell she was a huge bitch).

They tried to convince him to not go through with it and to think about if marrying Alyssa was what he truly wanted. Gabriel, of all people, even made a big speech about how Ronan should marry for love and not out of obligation.

Despite Gabriel's speech speaking volumes, Ronan had already made up his mind to go through with it, even if he would end up regretting his decision for the rest of his life, he wanted to give his child a chance at a normal childhood.

Despite being in a loveless marriage, Ronan did everything he could to make their lives "comfortable" for them, even if it meant having to put up with his wife constantly berating him.

Tensions began to rise higher in their marriage when their son, Michael, came out as a boy. Ronan was supportive of his son's gender identity, but Alyssa was beyond pissed.

He paid for Michael's hormone therapy and had his name legally changed.

Took Michael to have gender-reassignment surgery at the age of 18 behind Alyssa's back. This act led to a MAJOR fight between the married couple, resulting in Alyssa nearly blinding Ronan with a glass vase that she threw close to his eye and kicking Michael out of the house.

Ronan continues to support Michael and help him through his struggles with depression and pill and alcohol abuse.

Had an affair with a family friend on Anais's last birthday, who also happened to be the widowed father of one of Anais's friends. Noelle witnessed the affair and called for her mother without even thinking first due to the shock.

Their marriage became unbearably worse after that day. Alyssa brings up the affair at every chance she is given and torments and berates Ronan even worse than before.

The affair is still ongoing; they just think that they are doing a good job at keeping it hidden.

The word about Ronan's affair had gotten around at Noelle's old school, which led to the bullying that she was already dealing with becoming worse. This also led to the decision for Noelle to transfer to Dupont.

While Ronan likes Noelle's new friends, the only friend that he doesn't completely trust Lila Rossi. In his words, "There's just something not right about that picture".

Despite his miserable and depressing home life, Ronan has yet to become akumatized. Hawk Moth/Shadow Moth/Monarch is lying in wait for the moment that Ronan reaches his "breaking point" and is at his lowest.

@princessbutterflysposts

[pardonmydelays]

i dare you to write an essay about vivo 🙊

oh my god, yes, finally someone who wants to hear about vivo THANK YOU BEL ANON FOR THIS AMAZING OPPORTUNITY.

so first of all, who is vivo? vivo is a kinkajou anon, and you would probably ask me now: what's a kinkajou? oh baby, i think that you're ready to learn a thing or two it's a yellow monkey (idk i'm dumb, ok? but he is cute and he has a little hat and big brown eyes and lin-manuel miranda's voice), he lives in cuba and he is a puerto rican rapper making music with his best friend andrés.

okay, you may be thinking: what's a kinkajou doing playing music in cuba, don't they like usually live in the rain forest? well, maybe he fell in a shipping crate as a baby, next thing he knew, he was somewhere new, he wasn't singing the same chorus-

and then andrés found him and saved his life and they have been best friends ever since.

but then, like 15 min into the movie, andrés dies. pretty fucked up if you ask me. and now vivo is on a mission to deliver a love song written by andrés to marta, the woman he was in love with. and gabi, his new friend, helps him.

(of course they don't get along at the beginning)

the whole story is amazing. the soundtrack slaps, but what else did you expect, it's literally lin-manuel miranda. the thing is, it's actually so underrated and no one ever talks about it, so it's my duty to force all of you to watch it now. please, do it. i promise you it's amazing.

[kisilinramblings]

Collusion - André and Gabriel scene

André : Be serious, Gabriel. What's with those police-bots?

Gabriel : Was any of my idea bad, André? We always had each other's back, right?

André : Do you remember when we were young and penniless? When we were rewritting the world, Émilie, you and me in our small room under the roof? You made my first costume so I gain in confidence and so Audrey - who I have fallen in love with - noticed me. Don't you think we were happier back then? Than our lives were better? Fairer?

Gabriel : What are you talking about? You have everything to be happy, André. You have the wife of your dream, a daughter, Paris city hall.

André : A wife who barely respects me. A daughter as selfish as she is heartless. A city hall I didn't wanted. I've entered politics as a father, to impress Audrey. You know that.

Gabriel : I don't see what you are talking about.

André : Gabriel, look at me. I admit, I've lied, I've cheated and I've abused of my power. I had dreams. I was an artist. I wanted to make movies. Now I have becomed a puppet in the service of his family and his friends. Police-bots today and tomorrow, what's next? Well, maybe I'll replace teachers by machines or change schools into jails. Turning them into factory of cretins just good enough to buy products to increase the wealth of you, me, and Tsurugi-san. And you? Look at you. You create unique clothes to give shape to people's dream. Today, you design police-bots and connected rings. But... maybe there is still hope. We can still change. Abandon our privileges. Change back to who we were.

Gabriel : What do I say to Tsurugi-san?

André : Tell her "no". I won't do it. I will now on be on the side of the good guys, Gabi.

Gabriel : If it is truly what you want...

André : Hey! That script wasn't half bad actually! Haha! There is funny scene there!

[dear-indies]

Hello! Would you be willing to share any Venezuelan FCs anywhere from their early 20s to late 40s that are actors/actresses? Or possibly know of anyone in the RPC who can point me towards some please? It's okay if they don't have gifs yet because I would love to make some! Thank you kindly!

Scarlet Ortiz (1974) Venezuelan.

Marieh Delfino (1977) Venezuelan [Spanish, Basque, Catalan, Portuguese, Italian, and Dutch], Colombian / Cuban, English, Irish, German, Scots-Irish/Northern Irish.

Alicia Machado (1977) Cuban / Spanish.

Gaby Espino (1977) Spanish, Native Venezuelan and Lebanese.

Dayana Garroz (1978) Venezuelan.

Marianela González (1978) Venezuelan.

Maritza Bustamante (1980) Venezuelan.

Marjorie de Sousa (1980) Venezuelan [including Portuguese].

Doris Morgado (1981) Venezuelan.

Majandra Delfino (1981) Venezuelan.

Daniela Bascopé (1982) Venezuelan.

Daniela Navarro (1983) Venezuelan.

Sabrina Seara (1985) Venezuelan.

Gaby Espino (1986) Venezuelan.

Juliette Pardau (1986) Venezuelan.

Adriyan Rae (1987) African-American, German, Native American, and Venezuelan.

Genesis Rodriguez (1987) Venezuelan and Cuban [Spanish, possibly other].

Abril Schreiber (1987) Venezuelan.

Yelena Maciel (1988) Venezuelan.

Yuvanna Montalvo (1988) Venezuelan.

Scarlet Gruber (1989) Venezuelan [including German].

Carla Baratta (1990) Venezuelan.

Natasha Domínguez (1990) Venezuelan.

Cinthya Carmona (1990) Venezuelan.

Rosmeri Marval (1991) Venezuelan.

Laura Chimaras (1991) Venezuelan.

Irene Esser (1991) Venezuelan.

María Gabriela de Faría (1992) Venezuelan [including Portuguese].

Sheryl Rubio (1992) Venezuelan.

Kimberly Dos Ramos (1992) Venezuelan [Portuguese].

Marielena Davila (1992) Venezuelan.

Humberly González (1992) Venezuelan.

Estefany Oliveira (1993) Venezuelan.

Raquel Rojas (1994) Venezuelan.

McKaley Miller (1996) Venezuelan (paternal grandmother), English, Scottish.

Luiseth Materán (1996) Venezuelan.

Oriana Sabatini (1996) Argentinian / Venezuelan - is bisexual.

Vanessa Silva Sperka. (1997) Venezuelan / Slovak.

Emily Tosta (1998) Venezuelan / Dominican.

Simoné Marval (1998) Venezuelan.

Lilimar Hernandez (2000) Venezuelan.

Brigitte Bozzo (2001) Venezuelan.

and:

Albi De Abreu (1975) Venezuelan [including Portuguese].

Juan Alfonso Baptista (1976) Venezuelan.

Édgar Ramírez (1977) Venezuelan.

Luciano D'Alessandro (1977) Venezuelan.

Pastor Oviedo (1977) Venezuelan.

Daniel Elbittar (1979) Venezuelan.

Guillermo García (1981) Venezuelan.

Alejandro Nones (1982) Venezuelan.

Rodolfo Salas (1983) Venezuelan.

Victor Drija (1985) Venezuelan.

Rafael de la Fuente (1986) Venezuelan [including German], Lebanese / Spanish and Cuban - is gay.

Willy Martin (1987) Venezuelan.

Reinaldo Zavarce (1988) Venezuelan.

Arán de las Casas (1989) Venezuelan.

Jonathan Jose Quintana (1990) Venezuelan.

Esteban Velásquez (1990) Venezuelan.

Emmanuel Palomares (1990) Venezuelan.

José Ramón Barreto (1991) Venezuelan.

Sean Teale (1992) Venezuelan, Spanish, Welsh.

Tommy Martinez (1992) Venezuelan.

Aaron Dominguez (1994) Venezuelan.

Omar Rudberg (1998) Venezuelan - has said that he "he falls in love with the person regardless of the person's sex.

Antonio Andrés Rosello (2001) Venezuelan and Italian.

Here you go!

[breadvidence]

'34 pt. II, thoughts:

Gaby Triquet is, ah, a child actor. She's doing her little best. Baur is fantastic opposite her, all his gruffness gone gentle. (Andrée Rolane in '25 has utterly outshone all other child Cosettes for me, to be honest.)

Thénardier puts the bowl of his pipe in his mouth. I'm weirded out.

We don't see Valjean's recapture or escape from the Orion, but ten months have passed since part I. If I understand correctly (by which I mean, per the Wikipedia article), there's possibly 25ish minutes of film missing—not sure how much info we have on that, or on the content of the original release, but maybe relevant to this gap. Alternately, it's another moment where '34 forgets itself in conforming to the Brick.

The scene in which we are introduced to Cosette and Valjean's "mature" (she's sixteen!) relationship feels like walking into the middle of an argument, one to which both parties are accustomed yet neither has tired of, and which has no rancor. Cosette argues that she remains & will remain the daughter he rescued in Montfermeil even as she reaches new milestones, while Valjean believes instead the change of her beauty and maturity (! such as the latter is!) makes an essential alteration that will leave him behind. This is to some degree the argument that Valjean believes himself winning at the end of the Brick (a "winning" which kills him), debuted in '34 rather early in the narrative. Cosette is sweet and willful—I wonder whether Josseline Gaël didn't read at least some of the Brick for this role, as it's a very close adaptation IMO of the character's book portrayal (the film makes me think of what Cosette's dialogue would've been like in the Brick after her marriage if she weren't so afraid). There's a line of dialogue here—"It's like a chain that binds us, M. Fauchelevent"—that startles hell out of me, given what chains signify and evoke in this film, but—OK, sure, Cosette might not precisely know what the associations are, but while she's playful she's not playing and her language says as much.

The age gap is squicking me out in this version. No deep thought just squick. Go away and come back in a few years, Marius.

Javert is at the Musain investigating political dissidents. He takes one look at Marius and facepalms. They have never met before. Is he having a presentiment of how much trouble this boy is going to cause him? Meanwhile the Amis have terrible opsec, there's a copper at the door and they're in back politicking boisterously. Maybe they are banking on Javert being as unable to tell them apart as I am.

'34 anticipates Schönberg-Boublil with its musical Amis—we have a singalong, "Si César m'avait donné/La gloire et la guerre" etc.

The subtitles for the version I'm watching misspells Lamarque's name as Lamarck throughout, making this the very dramatic funeral of—uh, a biologist?

When Marius is begging for permission to marry and exclaims "mon père!" I don't entirely buy the flow of conversation, but his "aw, shit" expression afterwards is excellent (in any case, I'm not sure I've bought this exchange in any version, including the Brick's). This Gillenormand is an awful little man who I suspect I'm meant to find funny.

Éponine, what are they DOING to you? I couldn't even tell you how I feel about this portrayal as it relates to the novel or to other adaptations—it's the uncovered cough by Florelle all over again, I can't focus on Demazis' performance past my cringing. The insult culminates with Éponine being turned away at the barricade in part III, but it starts as she tidies up Marius' room on his behalf.

Marius informs Cosette of the Gorbeau ambush in a deviation from the novel—and I don't think the reordering of events is actually the most important aspect here; that's a simple storytelling choice, not having the time to have their courtship on-screen but still wanting the drama of the ambush to happen. Rather, it's one of the moments when Cosette is kept informed, and another instance where her demands are met by the men in her life (in the way they aren't, in the Brick). I wonder if this isn't so much the adaptation where everyone communicates more clearly as it is the one in which they communicate more clearly specifically with her. (An aside: she divulges the address on the Rue Plumet, which she has previously withheld, which she, uh, might best still do? Whatever, her past loyalty to Valjean is sweet.)

Marius then informs Javert of the Gorbeau ambush, gifting us with the seed for '34's best moment of comedy. Unfortunately we are also given this, Javert speaking: "Ah, yes, Fauchelevent. An old carter from Montreuil-sur-Mer. He finished his days as a gardener at the Picpus convent." This, here, is the worst dialogue in the film. It's doing two things: trying to inform the viewer why Valjean is going under the name Fauchelevent—asking us to tie this to Cosette's mention of a convent and draw a conclusion (seems to me what it's really doing is relying on us knowing the novel already and only needing a reminder of some details, which is cheap). It somewhat functions to demonstrate why Javert is drawing a connection to Valjean, but it's not the most salient detail for him to blurt out. Vanel tries so hard to pull this off as a thoughtful, ruminative statement, like it's something any normal human would say out loud, and fails; Servais stares at him with a flat, fixed expression—might've been better to look irritable, responding to this as the weird digression it is. If I treat this as anything other than a narrative failure, it's as more evidence of the way in which Vanel's Javert's primary trait is awkwardness. Like when you've got a hyperfixation, have a great deal of knowledge about anything connected thereto, and will infodump at a nudge.

Éponine is granted one (1) dignity during the ambush as she questions Marius for not alerting the police to the ongoing old man assault happening next door.

Criminal that Criterion will not let me screenshot this Javert gang. There's something to be said about these adaptations where he is visually interchangeable with other police—where he is only one member of the authority that threatens Valjean.

I do not mind how drawn-out the fight is between Valjean and Patron-Minette, watching Harry Baur beat the shit out of people is good fun.

Javert turning up at rue de l'Homme-Armé, playfully pretending there's any question of Valjean's identity (he smiles a great deal in this scene, he's having a great day, until—), being whupped in the face with a tablecloth, and then somehow losing a foot chase to a man who has lately been beat to hell—*chef's kiss* Comedy. Also, despite the lack of any comparable scene in the novel, retains the spirit of the way in which Hugo undercuts Javert's dignity. (Subtitles indicate Valjean identifies himself as "Ursule Fauchelevent"—the sound quality and my ears are both bad, is this accurate...?)

There's something to be said about the meaning of the chaîne ending part II but it will have to take someone with more brain than I currently possess to dig it up.

[sinrupe]

THAI KIDS RESULTADO LOCAL: Arena Fight Complexo de Lutas END.: Av. Martins Fontes 1567 (entrada de Santos-SP) 13/NOV/2022 GPs LUTA RESERVA GP 52 KGS - Du Shark (MTT) venceu Marcelo Sorridente (FTT Cobrinha) por decisão. LUTA RESERVA GP 57 KGS - Lucas Frizetti (Team Macedo) venceu Caio Krânio (Michael Siqueira) por decisão. SEMIFINAL GP 50 KGS FEMININO - Iasmin Jesus (Garra Combat) venceu Vevê Encrenca (FTT Cobrinha) por TKO no 2R; - Lana Sena (Puro Impacto) venceu Gaby Formiguinha (Vovô Team) por desistência no 3R SEMIFINAL GP 52 KGS MASCULINO - Arthur Askov (CT Rose Amorim) venceu Cristian Mendes (Gladiadores TF) por decisão; - Abner Santana (CTC) venceu Riquelme Azeitona (Aldeia MT) por decisão SEMIFINAL GP 57 KGS MASCULINO - Matheus Pinókio (Altamiro FT) venceu Rodrigo Zecão (Imperial Fight) por KO no 1R; Igor Fontes (Castellano) venceu Lucas Cremosinho (Brutus MT) por decisão. FINAL GP 50 KGS FEMININO - Iasmin Jesus (Garra Combat) venceu Lana Sena (Puro Impacto) por TKO no 3R FINAL GP 52 KGS MASCULINO - Abner Santana (CTC) venceu Arthur Askov (CT Rose Amorim) por decisão FINAL GP 57 KGS MASCULINO - Matheus Pinókio (Altamiro FT) venceu Igor Fontes (Castellano) por TKO no 2R.

CARD PRELIMINAR - Pulguinha (Baixada FT) venceu Luiz Felipe (Chacal Thai) por decisão; - Jeferson Machado (CT Luk Muay) venceu David Folha (Team Folha) por TKO no 3R; - Bia Angel (Gardenal FT) venceu Mirela Japa (Altamiro FT) por TKO no 1R; - Formiguinha (Clan do Morador) venceu Lara (CT Rose Amorim) por decisão; - Nandinho (CT Taysão) venceu Fabinho Oliveira (Team Folha) por TKO no 1R; - Maurinho Maximus (Máximus Fighters) venceu Kauã Vinícius (Garra Combat) por TKO no 1R; - Luiz Antônio (Vierrá FT) venceu Winicius Lucena (CTI) por KO no 2R; - Matheus Pitbull (Pitbull Team) venceu Ryan Assis (Império Team) por decisão; - Breno César (CTC Garage) venceu Lucas Oliveira (TFT) por decisão; - Vítor Cabelinho (Altamiro FT) venceu Kauê Maximus (Maximus Fighters) por decisão; - Victor Clarck (Uemura MT) venceu Leonardo Mendes (CTI) por decisão; - Souza (CT Taysão) venceu Pablo Corumba (CT Rose Amorim) por decisão; - Daniel Rango (Aldeia MT) venceu Marcelo Sayajin (Altamiro FT) por decisão; - Victor Lopes (Time Falcão) venceu Lucas Costa (CT Carlos Vieira) por TKO no 2R; - Matheus Tibério (Team Souza) venceu Gleison Delícia (CT Rose Amorim) por TKO no 2R; - Pedro Vilar (Altamiro FT) por decisão; - Rhyan Abmael (CT Luk Muay) venceu Lucas Fischer (Brutus MT) por decisão; - Daniel Hulk (Uemura MT) venceu André Malvadão (Clan do Morador) por decisão; - Vitor Anjos (CT Carlos Vieira) venceu Rodrigues Abravanel (CT Taysão) por decisão;

[byneddiedingo]

Harry Baur in Les Misérables (Raymond Bernard, 1934) Cast: Harry Baur, Charles Vanel, Florelle, Josseline Gaël, Gaby Triquet, Jean Servais, Orane Demazis, Gilberte Savary, Charles Dullin, Marguerite Moreno, Émile Genevois, Robert Vidalin, Paul Azaïs, Max Dearly, Henry Krauss. Screenplay: Raymond Bernard, André Lang, based on a novel by Victor Hugo. Cinematography: Jules Kruger. Production design: Lucien Carré, Jean Perrier. Music: Arthur Honegger. Harry Baur gives one of the great film performances in Les Misérables, beginning with a tour de force in the first installment, subtitled Tempest in a Skull, in which he plays not only the brutish convict Jean Valjean and his first assumed identity, the benevolent mayor of Montreuil-sur-Mer, M. Madeleine, but also the addle-brained Champmathieu, wrongly fingered as the fugitive Valjean. Baur's Valjean is not the dashing, younger heroic figure embodied by Fredric March in Richard Boleslawski's 1935 Hollywood version or Hugh Jackman in Tom Hooper's 2012 film of the musical. March and Jackman had to work hard to suggest Valjean's hardened convict past, but Baur looks the part. He cleans up nicely, though. Raymond Bernard's version is closer to the epic Victor Hugo novel than the later adaptations, which necessitates its miniseries length: a 281-minute total run time, divided into three films. Trilogies typically sag in the middle: In Peter Jackson's Lord of the Rings, for example, The Two Towers (2002) is weaker than The Fellowship of the Ring (2001) and The Return of the King (2003). But Bernard manages to give each part fairly equal heft, concentrating on Valjean's transformation in Tempest in a Skull, on the thwarted manipulations of the titular couple in The Thénardiers, and on the fight on the barricades in Freedom, Dear Freedom. This is not to say that there isn't some slackness within each installment: Bernard, like many directors who mastered their skills making silent films, doesn't seem fully at home with sound even yet; there are scenes in which the actors seem to be holding a pose a beat or two longer than necessary. And despite Arthur Honegger's distinguished score, Bernard allows some scenes that could use the "sweetening" of background music to go without it. In The Thénardiers, for example, the plot to ensnare Valjean and the ensuing fight scene could have used some tension-and-release music, but the score only begins, rather abruptly, when the lovers, Marius (Jean Servais) and Cosette (Josseline Gaël), meet. But as a totality, Les Misérables is a triumph, and apparently a little-known one, to judge by the fact that it doesn't come up as one of the top results in an IMDb search. Jules Kruger's cinematography gives an expressionist tilt to some of its scenes, and the production design, from the slummy haunts of the Thénardiers to the opulence of Gillenormand's mansion, is superb. But most of all it has Baur and a tremendous supporting cast, particularly Florelle* as a very touching Fantine, and Émile Genevois as a memorable Gavroche. Charles Vanel's Javert is not humanized sufficiently in the script, I think, so that his suicide comes as something of an anticlimax, but he gives it all the implacable menace the role allows him. But it's Baur who carries the film as impressively as he carries Servais's Marius through the sewers in the climax.

*Her full name was Odette Elisa Joséphine Marguerite Rousseau, and she was occasionally billed as Odette Florelle. It's too bad that today her screen name sounds like an air freshener.

[thisislizheather]

Trip To Las Vegas

Above Photo: View from the Rio Hotel, Las Vegas

Back in September, I took my third trip to Las Vegas and I’m finally recapping it now, forgive the lateness. The first time I went was when I was 21 and it was beyond depressing, the second time I went I did way more things that I wanted to do (and wrote about that time over here) and this time was even better.

Above Photo: Baby Dog poolside at the Rio, Las Vegas

Also, Baby Dog went to the west coast! If that doesn’t seem insane to you, well, it should. She’s a tiny little dog who was abandoned and now she’s strutting through casinos - a success story for the ages. Nathan was doing shows at the Rio for the week, so we made a trip out of it. Tip: a week in Vegas feels like a month, the ideal time to stay is 3-4 days max. Highlights below!

Above Photo: “I’ve made it.”

I went to The Sahara to have dinner at Bazaar Meat by José Andrés. I got the patatas bravas, the spanish meatballs and the cotton candy fois gras. Everything was delicious and perfect. I. love that man’s food. Later that night I headed to The Palms to get a drink at Ghost Bar on the 55th floor. And yeah, the view is nice but it wasn’t anything too special.

Above Photo: View from atop Ghost Bar, Las Vegas

The next day we went to see David Copperfield (who was wonderful) and then I went to see Nathan’s show at the Cellar, which was great. And then we played some KISS mini-golf inside the Rio, which you definitely should do if you’re anywhere near the Rio.

Above Photo: David Copperfield statue

Above Photo: Nathan, pre-Copperfield

Above Photo: KISS Mini Golf, Las Vegas

I also got to eat at Martha Stewart’s new restaurant The Bedford, which was good but definitely overhyped. Of course my expectations were high because 1) I love her and 2) she’s never opened a restaurant before. The servers are extremely well trained (which is wonderful, I love this detail) they have even been taught to say “cheers” in Polish. The attention to detail on the decor of the individual tables as well as the entire space is perfection, even the temperature was just right. However, there had to be cons. All burgers should have round buns, what reason is there to mess with that simple fact? The smashed potato (which is smashed table-side) is an incredibly stupid idea and almost seems like a joke on the white people who would actually enjoy it. Small side orders of sauces should absolutely never cost $9, that’s ludicrous. The fries were wildly overcooked in overused oil (how does one mess up french fries?) and the prices, sure, they were outrageous but that fact tracks since it’s in Las Vegas. The homemade mustard was really tasty (maybe because you never come across homemade?) and her béarnaise sauce was perfect. The oysters Rockefeller were good, if only a little bit chilly. All in all, it was an experience. One that I’ll happily never have to have again. (The Times has a great piece on it, if you care about all things Martha.)

Above Photo: Oysters Rockefeller at The Bedford

Above Photo: Burger at The Bedford

The real highlight of the trip was going to The Neon Museum, which features signs from old casinos and other famous Las Vegas businesses displayed outdoors. I took the nighttime tour and I promise you - this is the tour to take. Almost all of the signs were lit up in all their glory and it was incredibly to see. I talked about it in way more length on this Instagram highlight reel.

Above Photo: The Neon Museum, Las Vegas

Above Photo: The most beautiful sign at The Neon Museum

Some things I would maybe want to do on my next visit:

Eat at Capriotti’s and get The Bobbie again (it’s a Thanksgiving turkey sandwich that will melt your brain, it’s so good)

Find the art-o-mat (takes $5 bills) at The Cosmopolitan

Brunch at Eggslut

Eat at Giada’s at The Cromwell

Find Wayne Newton’s star on the walk of fame outside The Paris

Get the steak frites at Mon Ami Gabi (or white chocolate bread pudding)

Go to the Shelby Heritage Centre to see old cars (free)

Visit The Golden Nugget again and The Plaza (this is the inspiration behind Biff’s Tanner’s Pleasure Paradise in Back To The Future II)

Visit Red Rock Canyon (this is a MUST)

Visit a pawn shop

Also the view from the plane ride back home was breath-taking. I was glued to the window.

Above Photo: The view from the plane as we left Las Vegas

And a tiny small sidenote? I love that there are still thriving TCBY stands in airports across America. Goddamn, it really is the best frozen yogurt out there.

Such a great trip!

[candy-shopp1]

3.

Aprontando com uns amigos na chácara

Com o tempo já fiquei acostumado a ser corno da minha noiva e ela estava adorando essa nova fase da vida dela, cada dia q passava ela sentava em uma rola diferente chegava em casa e me contava tudo, nós mínimos detalhes  enquanto me beijava e me punhetava. Eu adorava saber que a minha noiva estava se satisfazendo e gozando muito por aí, mas como ela e minha noiva tudo fica no sigilo para os seus amiguinhos ela dizia que ninguém poderia saber.

Por diversas vezes ela saia com o pessoal da facul e chegava sempre em casa de carona em um Hb20 Preto e ela sempre falava q o carro era de um "amigo dela" o André. Esse André tem uns 25 anos, loiro, cabelo curto, branco tatuado malhado de academia.  A Gabi era um sucesso na faculdade, ela estava no 5 semestre de Direito, todo mundo adorava ela, pois era sempre a mais simpatica e a mais animada da turma, os caras sempre quiserem comer ela, uma morena de 1,55cm baixinha pequena c uma bctinha lisinha, toda delicada com peitos pequenos porém tinha uma bunda e as coxas enormes q todo mundo ficava secando e ela sabia disso então usava na facul sempre roupas coladas e curtas pra chamar atenção do pessoal.

Numa sexta a Gabi me mandou mensagem dizendo que iria para uma festa da faculdade em uma chácara e que não era pra eu me preocupar pois ela estava indo com as suas amigas e que talvez fosse chegar mais tarde.

Essa chácara era um pouco afastada e ela foi no carro com o André e com o Mauricio, ela chegou lá e já tinham mais dois outros amigos dela da facul, um era o Jonas um gordinho muito gente boa de uns 23 anos tinha cabelo curto e umas tatuagens na perna e o outro era o Caio um negao enorme de alto, careca todo parrudo, os Jonas e o Caio já tinham colocado  a musica e o carvão na churrasqueira e estavam esperando o pessoal.

Chegando lá ela perguntou pro André

-E aí cadê o pessoal? Não vai vir mais ninguém?

Ele respondeu

-olha na vdd a festa vai ser com o pessoal que tá aqui mesmo, que tal? A gente tá sabendo que vc é a mais puta da facul e queríamos ter certeza disso.

E logo em seguida puxou a mão direita dela para o pau dele, a minha noiva no começo ficou com um pouco de vergonha pois achava q ninguém sabia que ela transava c o André por aí.

O Jonas virou e disse:

-Fica tranquila Gabi, o que acontece aqui na chácara fica aqui na chácara, vamos beber um pouco.

E deu um copo de cerveja pra ela, a Gabi pensou um pouquinho e concordou, aos poucos os quatro iam conversando e ela ia se soltando, o Jonas chegou do lado dela e falou assim:

-  tá um calor aqui né, se quiser tirar a blusa pra ficar mais a vontade pode tirar Gabi.

Ela olhou pra ele e retrucou:

-hmm pq vc não me ajuda a tirar a minha blusa?

O Jonas prontamente atendeu o pedido dela e tirou a blusa e o sutia deixando ela com os peitos amostra, o Caio foi se aproximando e beijou ela na boca e o Jonas foi beijando o pescoço dela, eles iam revezando e alisando ela toda, logo depois já chegou o Mauricio próximo dela beijou ela um pouco e já abaixou as calças, a Gabi se ajoelhou e viu que eram 3 pintos na frente dela, prontamente começou a chupar todos ela ia revezando e chupando os três, ela chupava o pau, as bolas, babava no pau deles engasgava e quanto mais ela engasgava mais os caras forçavam a cabeça dela p ela engolir tudo.

Depois de chupar o pau dos Jonas, do Maurício e do Caio, o André chegou deu um tapa no rosto dela e disse:

-Gabi a noite só tá começando vemk me chupar também sua putinha.

Ela atendeu o pedido e ficou chupando somente o pau do André, chupava, babava, engasgava, lambia as bolas, batia com o pau na cara dela, como uma verdadeira puta.

Depois de chupar os 4 ela se levantou, o Mauricio ajudou ela a tirar a calça, e lá estava a minha noiva só com uma calcinha preta fio dental na frente de 4 caras com o pau latejando de vontade de meter nela. A Gabi tirou a calcinha e pediu pro André ser o primeiro a meter nela, enquanto ela sentava no pau dele, ela voltava a chupar os outros, o André metia na bcta da minha noiva muito forte e ela gemia enquanto chupava o pau do Jonas e do Caio e o Mauricio alisava os peitos dela. Eles iam revezando, depois o Jonas começou a comer ela, o Caio e o Mauricio também comeram ela.

O Jonas já estava bem animado com todo que estava acontecendo, falou pra ela ficar de 4 e empinar bem a bunda q eles queriam ela assim, a Gabi ficou de 4 abriu bem a bunda e todos comeram ela de 4, os meninos batiam muito na bunda dela, e quanto mais eles batiam mais ela gemia e gostava.

Depois de comerem ela de 4, a Gabi já estava exausta de tanto mamar e dar para quatro caras, mas o André fala pra ela assim

-Gabi a gente ainda não terminou com vc.

Então eles voltam a macetar ela em várias posições por cima o Jonas metia, depois de lado era o Mauricio que comia ela, o Caio comeu ela por baixo, ela sentou de novo no André, todos comeram ela, e por final os caras deitaram ela numa mesa e um por um colocou o pau dentro da bcta dela meteu por um tempo e gozou, começando pelo Jonas, depois o Caio colocou o pau dentro dela e já gozou o Mauricio fez a mesma coisa mas preferiu gozar nos peitos dela e por último o André que ao invés de gozar dentro da bcta preferiu gozar na cara. Ela estava toda gozada e morta de cansada pediu pra ir ao banheiro se limpar e tomar um banho ela tirou umas fotos me mandou disse o que aprontaram e que talvez nao voltasse hoje pra casa mas q ela tava sendo bem cuidada e bem comida pelos seus amigos, depois de quase meia hora no banho ela volta e diz:

-meninos, a noite é longa, vamos pra uma parte dois?

Todos concordam com ela e falam que realmente, alem de ela ser a mais gostosa da facul ela tambem era a mais safada.