maria garcia webcam Nikolai chuckled.
Duck Vova is leaving tomorrow, it is necessary, and my wife to stay.
Yeah.
Oh, Lena-Lena, – the corners of Sergei’s mouth meditatively blurred.

– Beauty.
The main thing with what dignity he presents himself is to be able to.
Not like these.
But in general, I’m in love with her.
You, married, have no such rights.
I can be in love with her.
The company laughed amicably.
I, too, swell, – Igor said.
Several times, with a burp of concentration, the man reported his displeasure.
Damn, what for shnyaga? The woman is not enough at all, – Igor has greatly defaced the sun, it was obvious that he is struggling with himself in order not to be completely stunned.
Still not known with the question decided, no? – Sergey all week remembered crimson bruises, all sorts of traces left by two girls over the past weekend.
The girls-prostitutes, whom they brought for three hours, were actually kept in the country for one and a half days, beating them from time to time.

He remembered one of the scenes.
One of the girls, called Angela, caressed Nikolai’s mouth, and when the process was over, Igor approached, she wanted to rinse him too, but suddenly Igor dealt a terrible blow with a belt to her naked body.
Whore! Cheap whore! – he laughed rudely, hit her back again with all his might, the girl screamed in pain.
Scream as much as you want, wench.
These walls will not miss your whining.
Suck bitch! He ordered, and an expression of sadistic pleasure appeared on his face when he again began to shower it with blows.
The girl did not resist, trying to do everything as best as possible, and he brought down a hail of blows on her. carnival cruise webcams
No, please don’t, ”she pleaded, trying to dodge the blows,“ it hurts.
This is true, – Igor looked at her with anger, – I like to torture prostitutes, especially such young ones, – he wrapped Angela’s long hair on his arm.
Who are you? He asked hoarsely, and his narrow dark brown eyes glowed wildly.

Angela, ”she whimpered softly.
I asked who you are, he moaned.
– You know who you are, don’t you? Yes.
Then tell me – whore.
Come on, tell me what a prostitute you are.
I’m a whore, ”she whispered through tears streaming down her cheeks,“ I am. ”
I.
I.
a prostitute.
His memory, which lasted a second, was interrupted by the sharp voice of Nicholas: Why are you soaring ?! Like some frightened boys, I am ashamed of you, – Nikolai patronized laughter.
– We gave them a thing, everything is fine with them, do you know how some make them up? Immediately on the plastic – to the surgeon! But someone is fine with them too.
Seryoga, do not bzd.
Money decides everything right now.
Hm
And without money? – Victor gave a vote.
More difficult.
More precisely – it is unreal.
I tell you – really.
Everything is solved.
Everything is done.
Any woman can put cancer.
Liu-yu-love.
Well, force can and can, and so.
Without power, first.
And then when things go, it becomes clear who you are dealing with.

Yeah.
You still have a drink.
There are those with whom it is useless.
Che, we bet maybe? Argue? The fact that you can put any woman with cancer? So? Nikolai nodded affirmatively.
They often argued, on any occasion, made a bet with each other, sometimes on the most unimaginable topics.
It was a bit of a joke.
Yes.
On what? Hmm, – Victor thought.
Suddenly his face lit up with a happy smile.
– Do you know her.
First argue.
Oh, you so yes? And dick with you! Come on! What? On a box of French wine! Come on! – Men with a swing knocked his hands in a handshake.
– Gray, cut it! Nikolai filled the glass with vodka, emptied it.
Who is she? Who! The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the apartment on the sixth floor in the morning.
Elena poured Vladimir a cup of coffee, served scrambled eggs, buns.
Then she crouched beside him, rather watching him eat.
Squinting at her, he said: I am amazed how you manage to be so beautiful early in the morning.
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