The sides were rounded and covered with dirt and grasses. No trees grew, even on the eastern side which was protected from the incessant western breez....They climbed. While the grasses had deep roots which gave them handholds, they couldn't find rocks or buried boulders to give them purchase. They pulled themselves up bit by bit, grunting with the strain of packs and weapons on their backs. The sun beat down on them and the insects had no mercy on their exposed skin.Rolling onto the top, Taima. Me masturbo mirando a la diosa rubia de negro, a su preciosa melena Me masturbo mirando a la morenita del vestido blanco, miro sus preciosas tetas marcadas sobre la tela blanca. Me masturbo mirando a la varonil mujer rapada de rosa, miro su preciosos brazos musculados.-¿nos follarias a todas? ¿ehh gordo cabrón vicioso?-dice la mujer de naranja-¡puto pajillero!-dice la morena de blanco-seguro que te correrías en mi cara si pudieras ¿verdad?-dice la mujer de rosa-¡golpea la punta de tu polla. It makes no difference. It follows a radar of its own primal, intense, and without restraint. That’s what drove him to stop by Kelsey’s place at one in the morning. He had thought about her for too long, wanted her for too long, held back by commitments that were not spoken but still there gnawing at him. Although not happy, he was doing what was right not to hurt someone who had continuously hurt him tearing away at his sense of self. Now that would end. It had to end so he could sleep at. Just as my drink arrived, a seat opened up next to a really pretty pregnant woman. I scrambled over and asked if her friend was coming back and she replied that the seat was open. I have always had a thing for pregnant women. They seem to have such a glow about them. My wife never could have k**s so I never got to have sex with a prego. This woman looked about 20 years younger than me and really was a knockout. She had long brown hair, a sweet smile and boobs that pushed up and out of a low.