xxx: no, you imagine, there is a process of aggregation and here she, fucking, water, fucking drinks gathered, so little gathered, she drank... well you have a girl and she at this time like nothing happened, opens a bottle of water and drinks... well, how are your feelings?? to
zzz: broke me from your stories :)))
xxx: you broke up, and I felt like a slicer's machine - all in sweat, worked all day, and the slicer with the body, the dryer dusts, and here, loosely, without breaking off from production, decided to moisturize the throat.
zzz: * ROFL*