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All this time my life for you, my love... my every morning is you... and you... you again... I don't want nothing and do not expect in this watch – only you, my love... and think also about anything else can't... Mikey, my sweetheart... you are my spring... no... you are my favorite time of year... I have been with you'll find in each so many joys, so many little things that will make my life a song sung by the best voice... your voice... he is my most dear and most beautiful... and when I hear it in my head, when he says something to me, even just my name, I melt and float to somewhere like a cloud, around which the most pleasant and warm world for him... I'm sorry it took me so long and romantic today... but I can't just... I want you just to tell you how dear you are to me... I'd like so you know about it every minute... had the right to think, "she's waiting for me... she loves me... wants to be my... she's just my... my... she believes me... believes that I'm the good, smart, strong, beautiful and kind")) and whatever you do, remember this, please... I would be happy if you allowed me to remember the same thing about you... what are you to me like this... every minute of my life about me here)) how I wish to be the "best and good"... and welcome, of course... I love our closeness... and now I want you so, and I have a pounding in my temples... I sometimes almost scary, so I need your embrace... every piece is waiting for and wants for your touch... touch your hands... your lips... your mouth... my so dear that I have a heavier throat... and when he covers my lips, and us begin to kiss me again and again... and breathing next to me and in me... and I feel the taste of your moisture, I calm down and subside, becoming himself the most tender and most gentle... more... please kiss me... all over my face... let time stop, and become infinite while you're with me... because we are together now... you raise me up by the waist and I clasp you legs... pressed against your hair, your ear and I kiss... again and again... I want you, Mikey... I love you... Zaiushkin sladen'kij moj... moj... I want to be yours... take me, please... I want to take you in to the coat... feel how heavy the bag again and again sways and bangs on my ass... I wanna feel the boy in my innermost depth-I could tell you the most insane words... I can't be without you... not want... want you always... again and again... and I care, but your love... really and truly – still you carry me and sit down on something... it's a table?)) countertop... I don't care... I lean over and lick your fingers... carefully so you're not too noticed it... I just wish the boy was very gently... I whisper to him silently, I caress it so that it will be the most indolent and worn in love boy in the world... it's so beautiful... and plump... and shiny stretched skin and eye, which voltage outdoor and dry... no... wait... even if I screw up... I jump down and grab the head sucking her lips... I... I'm sorry, Mikey... I failed here to leave him... we just for a moment... I'm sorry... I'm moving my lips for the whole trunk of the boy and release him with all my moisture... squeezing him, pulsating cheeks... Mikey-Mikey... you're so nice... you welcome me like a lover... Oh, if you only knew... I suck and pulled the boy to himself a little bit... look up to you and whisper: take me, please... you pick me up and sit down in front of him... I vlazhnaya lips, and I just smell like a boy... but I want to smell... sweet smell my man... all the most secret aroma hiding in the folds of his skin... your fingers find me... my head lies a nape on your palm and you suck my lips... and your fingers enter me, snoa and again... I moan... I can barely hear... as if everything around you consists of only one... I don't have time to hear the moment when, instead of the fingers occurs head, stretching me and coming into me TC inevitably... inevitably so closely and sweet... you are until the very end... what a pleasure to receive you... to be your... you lower me onto my back and close by itself... you move me boy lying... right right... and they're slopping out with a girl and Champ is so sweet, it makes me want to smile happily... I do, and your eyes are asking me "what"... or "why"... but it's just so... almost by accident... all by accident and now happily... "nothing... it's all good... just want to... Yes... please... l... ubimij" I don't have time to finish... you crinkle eyes and pressed into the uterus... she moans under your kiss, and I melt... I cum... my hips are getting weaker, and legs start to shake... are you catching them up under the knees and move me to b...nothing more... nothing more... only your inputs in me... your strokes in me... your soft viscous shocks... pojaluista... I beg you... my love... take me, I can't live without your love... listen to me... now I now your real Lenka... good... clean and open as a child... just for you... all my best to you... you moan, hanging on to my hips and tossing me all your juice jet... tight... thick... she strikes at the entrance of the uterus, and she calms down, as if you covered her tender cap... you fall on me... close to me and eject a stream of droplets...... we breathe haphazardly... short... happy... love... love you... Mikey... my palms skrivaut your ass to she is hot)) you smile and touch my finger to my nose)) I want the happiness I'm crazy?)) you are my happiness...

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