Hello to all my friends, I was acquainted with the memory for two years, and finally the wedding day came, and the memory and I went to our new house. We only started our life together. To the extent of kissing, and this was the wish of both of us. Most of me were guests, my family was all gone, and being remembered after the guests, they were also the first to leave. I told her to help you get dressed. She shook her head very gently as a confirmation. I knew that the thirsty memory of a hot relationship was hot, but I thought it was too soon. I became naughty for a while, I slowly pulled my hands and I realized that it was a deep breath, but I separated very quickly. I went to the kitchen to drink water until I came back. I saw the memory. You bring me a towel, I gave it to you, it came out, it came out of my hair He was wet. I kissed his forehead in the bathroom. I went to the bathroom. I took a cold shower. Then I came out. When I came out, he had prepared his own memory. I had offered him my own pajamas. He was taking a man. It was very, very hard for a man to hold his own. I dried myself and put on a top and shorts. I went to the danger bed. He was still combing his hair. It was full of silence and lust. The sense of smell of both of us was strangely activated. His hand was shaking. I opened my legs. I hugged him. I hugged him between my legs. I was in my arms for a few minutes without doing anything. I almost pulled the penis He was getting stiff when I asked him how he was. Without saying a word, he shook his head down. Enough to rest.
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Date: August 22, 2018
