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I am independent of alcohol. I don't use drugs. I just want to live, not survive. But I can't get out of debt. The funds that remain will be invested in a business that will help people. Something in the service industry. Thanks.
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Vera took Sasha's glass and took a good sip.
I grab the vial with my left hand, with my right I go deeper, millimeter by millimeter, pushing into his body, and, this time, I feel everything! Every cell of his holy of holies. From such sensations, the bottle of lubricant trembles in the hand, the lubricant does not squeeze out in any way, and everything turns out awkwardly and for a long time, so long! I can't be distracted for such a long time! Finally, I grabbed his penis with a wet and cool hand from the lubricant and began to squeeze it in time with the forefinger pulsing in his anus.
liveartbcs.com/sierra-leone/15-02-2022. Spotlight, asses spinning - nothing new. But I wanted something spicy. Something that I have not done yet and could only hear about it. But what he didn't know. And I sat down in the position of an observer at the bar, assessing the situation: three Caucasians are rambling with some kind of sucker, two girls are rumpled by the dance floor ... so so, interesting. A pretty blonde in a colorful sundress is very fussy. He knocks on the keys and almost runs away somewhere.
Does your husband know what you do?
On the same day, at the request of my wife, we left the campsite and settled in a comfortable hotel in the city center. We spent the rest of our holiday mostly in bed and not on the beaches of Thailand. How, just one night, completely rebooted our intimate life - it's scary to think.
When I saw the beauty of Olya, I was even more aroused. Her crotch was perfectly clean-shaven, and it was a pleasure to caress such a beauty.
She, with the head of his penis in her mouth, felt the sperm hit her palate and throat and fill her with all the free space in her mouth. After his convulsions, she slowly removed the head from her mouth and quickly closed her mouth so as not to utter a single drop. She smiled proud that she could do so, opened her mouth and showed Slava his sperm. The lower teeth and tongue were not visible behind the sperm, and it barely overflowed the edge of the lips. Ira put it in her mouth with her tongue and closed her mouth. He watched it all in disbelief. He really loved this girl now. Smiling gently, she swallowed the sperm in two attempts and opened her mouth and showed that her mouth giggled emptyly. Having kissed his lips quickly, she turned 180 degrees so that her ass with all its charms was in front of Slava's nose.
The dead blue light of a UV lamp flooded the operating block corridor. I walked along it shuffling in my slippers. Just finished a four hour operation. The orderlies have already dragged the not beautiful 77-year-old grandmother to the intensive care unit. The nurses finished cleaning the operating room. Behind my dorsal, the instruments being washed habitually jingled. I got out of the block and stretched - 3 o'clock in the morning. The next patient is Vaskin. So, most likely, no one will touch me until the end of the shift and you can go to sleep. At least an hour before 6. I was terribly tempted to smoke. But you can't smoke here. And I don't smoke at all. Imagine - when you want to smoke during the operation. This is now a trifle, but there will not be a laughing matter.
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