This is a gay story, so you do not like to live inside. I took my dick to try it anyway, and I became friends with him for any reason, and we got very close, but it took me two years to leave him. Our house is empty until morning and I come to sleep alone. We were passing by because I was afraid of cars. I took his hand. Oh, how hot it was. He turned around, looked at me and squeezed my hand. I did not care, my heart was coming in my mouth, I dared to go back to her and we became face to face, the room is very dark He was not there and I could see he was still awake, but he did not move. I touched his big hands with all the stress. I caught Kirshu, who was completely upright. That moment is indescribable. He is breathing hot in my face and he was pushing me more and more in his arms. Because I had opened it before, it did not hurt much. His whole heavy body was Roman, and I was at his disposal like a chicken. Under it, I was satisfied too. It was empty, we were quickly queuing up the game program and we were enjoying each other.And wherever there was variety, he married me for the last time after his marriage, and we did not have sex anymore, and two or three years later, I heard from a friend that somewhere he called me by my name and said that I was Connie. He wrote because of his ignorance
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Date: June 14, 2019
