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  3. Slut on walking. Moment of acquaintance

Morning, I started with the inspection of the daily recordings.

I wanted to get the feeling of those who feel the same and who need it so hard to follow their own needs. I wanted to deprive myself of my ability to just hide behind.

Zapustiv hand into her panties, I smotrela sebya nA nA ekrane, predstavlyala chto moglo proizoyti and HOW to menya za lovili hand in moih shalostyah, HOW otkryvali vsem moy vneshny view prinuditelno rasstegavaya tolstovku would demonstrirovali pryamo vo dvore pered vsey etoy tolpoyu zevak.

For me, it was at the same time scary and exciting.

I have decided that, at a minimum, it is worthwhile to reclaim the similar adventures of today after my studies. A couple of days later, and I will be at the gymnasium, I will come up with a name for myself today to try.

For all these cleansings and washing, I have done so much for a lot of morning time and have already been severely cured. Having had a bite after eating, having finished and having come up with the material, I flew out of the pool for work.

Scripting on the Quest for oneself only for a great lesson, when it happened to everyone, to consider the last party. Here I was able to sufficiently look at the screen of my own telephone, and not to be at this intrusive.

I saw the saved photo in my phone and presented myself in the role of these heroes.

Hot models ...

Related girls ...

Public announcements

My thoughts about that, for me, will be exactly the same kind of photo with my teacher, have been disturbing the fancy, and it was difficult to choose anything else on the same day.

Then, on the screen, the girl’s stunned photo was worn out without clothes, she stood on the legs and caressed herself, and her body was scattered with various inscriptions. TEXT on the body has spoken, as a minimum, about the dissolution of their possessors, about her wishes and wishes. On her face there was a swollen mascara and there was a blubber on her lips.

My prerequisites for how it is on such inscriptions, and how much the similar could be done, took the rest of the lesson.

Most of all, I am intent, the moment has been done by this photo ...

The train of thought was interrupted by the noise of moving chairs and the opening of the opening of the chairs. The occupation ended and all were reluctant to leave the cabine, a day of study for a day finished and the people had already hurried away in their work.

I have gone through my own class of one of the last ones, thinking about putting the signature on my body.

In the end, the decision to purchase a car park maker in a clerk mall in the center of the carriageway, but I didn’t say no more than go to my child to get a red card.

To the store it was acquired Therefore, the choice remained on the flotation machine, but one by one they did not pass.

Later I acquired and threw in the same package the hygienic wipes.

I consistently twisted in the head of this photo, I was eager to revisit it and at this I wanted to turn back the next adventure in the door. Well, I don’t remember how my thoughts stayed on our own flat, and on a false two-floor house.

This is a short-term local conspiracy line on which we had previously slaughtered ourselves to scratch our nerves. I am well aware of that house and how to get into it.

Having found myself inside the central entrance, I was the first to cause myself to search for unprecedented unsuccessful guests.

It stands in such a state a long time ago, and now it is rarely wondered by anyone. Everything that could have been stolen was already pulled together and, therefore, the plot of the illusion was only young, in the habit of smoking a smoking-room or drinking, hiding from despair.

Melkom obsledovav komnaty I podnyalas nA vtoroy etazh, and tam in komnate bez okon, predpolozhitelno sdelannuyu pod vannuyu I reshila razdetsya and ostavit svoi veschi, a uzhe potom pokinuv ego nanesti nadpisi in bolee osveschonnom pomeschenii.

In the dark van I weighed the bag on the head, and on the floor I put the pack with the kit, took off the clothes and put it on them, sewed and pulled the jeans.

Put them on the package.

Top of them lay down panties.

Sleep nuda krovovki.

Initially, I had enough to suffocate the bottom of the belt and do not donate it before the windows, but now I was excited and willing to take a break.

I took off my koftochku, zatem and bra.

Got from a pack of flockstorms of one black color, shoveled all things into a pack and added it along with the bag.

I took one salvage napkin in one hand and a black flash meter in the other and moved my comma.

There, in the light of my sunlit light, standing in the depths of the room, I spread my body. After three minutes of my work, my body was painted with such inscriptions: you got me (on the whiskey), a whore (on the right breast) and a fucking (on the left).

I have decided that it is on these parts of the body that they will pay attention first of all and those who see me will not be pleased in what I am doing. My excited fantasy instilled on my forehead writing, but I wasn’t sure that I could wipe it off and I wouldn’t have to refuse.

I decided to go all the way and take a picture of everyone in my room.On the top there were two more komnaty and balkon (I had no sins set to go), and below there were three larger comuniches with windows, challi, of small dark spaces and small chambers and four bedrooms. The exit was another one, but there stood the metal dump door and a wooden trunk, which was attached to the balllock, remained.

At the second stage I passed quickly and didn’t really think about it in the meantime, just sit at the window and take a picture of it. At the third photo, I decided to put the tents in my pussy. Here my games are tightened for a couple of minutes so accurately.

And to me in the head of the world came the idea of ​​propelling everything while on the first floor with the recorder in the quisk. He certainly didn’t have strongly felt when I introduced him, but he moved in me and came to him a little bit with him. After each room at the bottom I want something new. Photo at the window and five pins on the back. I have already been prepared to reach the entrance and give him a ride on the sill ...

I heard the voice along with the house and the manning of the park. The excitement is taken away on the second plan, many people know the course of things, and if they pounce on me, the inscriptions will become right.

I ran into the house; When I put a second leg on I, I crashed on this side of my throat and arm. It was painful and unpleasant, but there was no time to regret it. I finished my pants, jumped, and fastened them. As soon as the foot of the thread was put, the rest of the package was thrown in, and the recorder was thrown away.

Immediately, the Prospects laid out on the ball, trying to make no noise, let go of the ladder and escaped from the hole in the ancient forest.

It was not convenient to walk, the little sticks were kneeling in the footwear, the saddle and the back of the assault, the sons were separated through the rain, and all of it was in the middle of the dust and the shoes.

But in that moment I was happy.

Hands and sleighs on the elbow, I wiped away my wipes.

I, too, am left overwhelmed by the fact that the writing on my body had not dried and will be left on the shelves.

Upon returning to the house, I immediately put it into a bath, resetting the same package and things from falling and warming up in the warm water.

Before that, as a removal of the writing inscription, I am a little watchmaker, I received a caress of myself and a ponzapaziruvala twisting adventures of my own day.

After turning with a towel I studied my things.

A black black ink on a bra from a flipper, a wrist on the elbow, soaked in the dust of the builder from the inside and take off your jeans ... Body is too thick. From the camera on the body remained dull sleddy on a shiny skin from the skin.

But the impressions of him were set.

Things loaded into a machine, went to the house and sat in his own room on a copy of the photo.

New ideas and ideas have caused me to continue these adventures.

Already on the next day, being at the gymnasium, having returned from interruption, I saw someone else in the bag in the bag. She was clean, and in the midst of this, a note was written with the following report: “I’ve got a video of someone who has been roaming in a row for me. I really hope that you still remember what you saw at that moment. And if you don’t want this record to be seen by all your friends and she didn’t become the sys- tem of the public - I’m waiting for you on the third floor of the event. ”

I had everything inside me. Men who saw it.

I covered my face with my hands. I wanted to float.

Failure to write is not possible, and then, with my own fear, my throat will be repressed by my reputations with the ends.

It was necessary to go all the way, to negotiate. If this record is still not heard in the hands of those who are well-known, it means they do not want it, but they want something to receive from their silence.

I looked at the group.

Here I understood that I didn’t know who would be waiting for me and how many of them would be.

The situation was also aggravated by the lack of signatures in the wing of the building, but also this fact - the male or female eto will be tule.

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2 comments
  • April 10, 2019 13:36

    Cool, but we want to continue.

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  • April 11, 2019 2:24

    Well, I got))) I wonder how this blackmail will continue to develop))) In general, it’s better for blackmailers to send and block. We met such.

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    • Rating: 1

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