I had to use the services of the priests of love. So I decided to order a more experienced one.
They brought her to me, and it all went its way.
I sit on a chair, and it is traditionally between my legs.
I sit and think, "blin daj, I don't know how to behave myself, how not cleverly in silence."
And then it came to me to say, “How is it?
She opened her mouth and said:
I have a son of your age and I’m doing it to you. So how do you think I am doing?