There's nothing like a weekend off. Nothing TV, no PC or e-mail or phone. Or clothes or pajamas course. Only
quiet, a warm house lost in some people, 1 good quilt ... and forget the pajamas, which overall, for what is to be used ...
Start the weekend with dinner and wine and dessert, and dessert after the dessert on the couch, not enough time to go further.
a shower together, hot water, no sponges and hands that are lost in the curves of the woman who shares shower with me.
Kisses, cuddles, and bed ... not to sleep under the duvet.
I go out to buy, and I remember you to hear two old place 'seems to temper the time, today we are 2 degrees, how good it is! " Accelerated the step that I close, I buy fruit and some ice cream at home is not cold and can come in handy for some dessert. Top
home and getting pushed against the wall, 'Whether it takes to buy? shit, I'm horny q And I need for a powder, put their fingers in my pussy and it looks like I am, are you coming to fuck me or what? Leave the ice tonight I apetecerá a slow, fuck me now '
And of course, you hear that and not stone, so hiding unleashes 1 bathrobe nude and gets on all fours, which is what want ...
Stop, relax, make dinner, take hours to do it with kisses, caresses, provocations. Sit and dine naked, what if we're going to dress strip soon? Finish dinner, go to bed and give a good account of cream and ice cream ... and your body.
trouble is joining currar after a weekend like this!
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