..“I’d like to be, under the sea, in an octopus’ garden, in the shade...”Elizabeta laughed and asked what song that was. I told her it was by ... band called “The Beatles”. “Cool! Sing the rest!”“We would be so happy, you and me! No one there to tell us what to do! I’d like to be, under the sea, in an octopus’ garden, with you.”About an hour later, it was time for us to get out so we could eat and relax. I guess I made a friend that day, because the child never left my side. Eventually, as the. Chodo na and then she moned loudly oh ohhhhhh u bithch fucker fuck me and told ahh h oohhh mein gai ohhhhhh plllsssss ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhh and told i am cumming ahhhhhhhhha and she cum and I m far from cum I countinuesly fuck her she again start muoming ahhh….And I loaded my thick and white milk in her chhoot and she also cum with me second time and we sleeped on each other for 10 min .and the i got up ,i asked her do u really want a child from me she told yes mein apaki bevi ban sakti. He moved some more blankets and he found a half empty container of motor oil, and a tire iron. He tossed the oil to John, and stood behind me with the steel tire iron. “This’ll get you warmed up in a hurry,” he explained, and he fucked my ass wickedly with it. Soon, John had the hammer handle all lubed up with motor oil, and he handed it to Mack as he walked by him. “I’ll be right back,” he said, as he unlocked the back door and jumped out. Mack stuck the oil bottle into my ass and. “Nothing,” She wiped her face again. “Nobody. Please sit down.”Mary hesitated, running her angular, skeletal fingers through the frays of faded red hair. But her resolve strengthened once Diana recovered from her episode. Garbed in a modest outfit of light-washed denim and long sleeve navy polo, the waif of a woman sat cross-legged across from Diana and smiled. “It’s nice to see you again, Diana.”Diana blushed. “I can’t tell you how much it means for you to come to visit me.”“I think I owe you.