by a_supergirl

The baby sneezes, I roast blades and boil cabbage
I cannot take him in my hands. Singing, cuddling and
The rocks are no longer rescued.
will be allowed. I want to please the baby.
The most unsuccessful way:
I turn my face to him and several times, dancing under the song of winnie-pooh, touching him.
I show him my t-shirt and my breasts.
Danishimo smiles, and I answer him.
The air kiss. and
Then I noticed the neighbor’s face.
From the house opposite...