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In the morning a car came for Sofa.
I offered to help load the bags, but she refused, in her bustling manner, leaving me: “Bring Lizka better, say goodbye to her.”
As if in a fog, I followed the girl, for some reason knocked, before entering her room.

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The same tail, the same robe.
“Hi, Lisa!” I said, feeling confused.
Yesterday, in my fantasies, I already knew what was going on with the girl, and now, “hello, Lisa,” and the hell knows what’s next.
Remembering that I would not get an answer, I came closer, leaned over and lifted her arm, soft and weak-willed, from the sofa, then the second. private webcam sex chat