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But then, through snot and phlegm, she could see a small puddle on the floor.
“There is still a god in the world!” – Elena sang and, richly brushing her fingers with a still warm Malyafya, began to push them deep into her pussy.
Timothy Collins made his way to the concert hall through the crowd, thick as a jungle.

Damn these impresarios: why not schedule concerts for the weekend? On weekdays, Chicago is like an anthill, if you shove a shovel at it.
Six in the evening, and he slipped all his shoes.
Devil! – He cursed when another heel collapsed on his foot.
– What are you, boy.
– and stopped short when he saw that the culprit had suffered himself.
An old woman with glasses was screwed into the crowd, pushing left and right, and storm waves were coming from the crowd around her elbows.
Hey lady In your years.
“Shut up, asshole,” the lady replied coolly, cutting one elbow into someone’s belly.
She was dressed in old-fashioned faded rags.

Timothy met such old women, lively and adventurous, despite the insanity – but this one was very aggressive. hot webcam masturbate
Wait, witch! – Suddenly came from behind, and the old woman earned her elbows with tripled strength.
Timothy craned his neck: at thirty feet some bully pushed like she did — only he threw people around like an excavator and moved unlike faster.
He was red-skinned and closet-like, like Frankeinstein from a cartoon.
When the old woman caught up with Tim, it sounded very close: – Stop, old rat! – She quickly looked around, pulled out something from behind a sinus – and suddenly thrust Tim.
Confused, Tim automatically grabbed what they poked, not having time to see what it was – and the old woman had already drowned in the crowd.
Then Tim pursued her pursuer, elbowing him in the gut.
When Tim caught his breath and cursed, they were already far away.
.
Devil! – for the thirteenth time he repeated and brought to the eyes that the old woman had lent him.
It was a small bottle of dull green glass, ancient in appearance, without labels, with a wrinkled cork stopper.

Some liquid splashed inside.
“What the fuck is this?” Tim thought, turning the bottle in his hands and looking at it as much as the crush would allow.
“Medicine? Drugs? Poison? ”Irresistible curiosity overcame him.
Getting to a place that was more or less free of crush, Tim tried to pull the cork out.
“Just sniff it,” he thought, “I must know what he was chasing after the old woman.
»Cork did not give in.
Tim pulled harder – and at that moment he was still pushed.
The cork with a smack flew away, and behind it – and the bottle, cracked to smithereens on the pavement.
A few drops hit Tim on the cheek, something spilled on the asphalt, and something splashed into the girl who got out of the car next to Tim – right into her shallow, neat neckline.
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