cute girl masturbating on webcam Where is he? Where? The clock strikes midnight, but it is not.
Why? He always came to me, and where is he today? Who is he with today? He, and maybe she was lucky.
Let this man rejoice in his caress and tenderness.
The main thing for me is to be happy.

Where are you, Timo ?! Painfully.

Through the eyes of Timo I stand at the door and watch you.
You are beautiful as always.
You throw back your head, close your eyes.
Your hair falls on your shoulders.
Beautiful
No, perfect.
Your hands slide on the keys, giving rise to the most wonderful sounds.
What is it? I have not heard this before.
Can people do that? No, you’re not human.
You are an angel in the flesh, a guy from the future.
The clock strikes midnight.
You frown, but do not open your eyes. real orgasm on webcam
I like to just stand and watch you.
Naughty curl tickles your neck.
Frowning again and swinging your head, trying to get rid of the stimulus, but it does not work.
Then I quietly walk up to you and carefully, as if afraid to break a crystal vase, remove the curl from your face.

The melody breaks off.
You open your eyes sharply and turn to me.
You look and you are silent, and I just smile.
– You are back.
– on the lips smile, but in the eyes of sadness.
– Naturally.
I can’t leave you.
Will you play again? – wink at you.
Turn around again to the piano and start playing.
Tenderness is gone.
Now you play something assertive.
I cover my eyes.
Strange pictures start to appear: cliff and waves crashing on it.
Each time the waves are getting stronger, but the cliff defies them.
Their eternal, age-old struggle, where there are no winners and losers.
I am embarrassed by these thoughts.
I open my eyes.
You threw back your head.
Your lips are slightly parted.
From them the confused breath is pulled out.
Unable to hold back, I come closer to you and touch your lips.
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