“Aaaaaaah,” he suddenly moaned, louder than he had in the past. He had stopped moving his cock, but he didn't stop attacking my boobs for a few mo...e seconds. Then letting go of my boobs, he used his free hand to help support his weight on the bed. I got confused for a few seconds wondering what he was doing, as he closed his eyes and stayed as still as a statue. I could tell that I was fully impaled on his hard as steel rod, the tip of which lay buried deep within my innermost reaches. When he. Only I insisted, that she have to start with shoes and then decide, when to continue barefooted. But it was sunny day and temperature was rising every minute. I check it out now and it was -15,8 at noon and -12,4 at 1 p.m. As I expected, girl was not feeling much cold and took the boots off soon. She said, that barefooted is simply more comfortable. After two hours she said, that its not a problem to continue experience, but we finished at 13.22. It means 2 hours 37 min. Our last winter was in. We were inside the building and I was directing the hose into the base of some flames of a small room without knowing that it was, for the people who worked there, their own little canteen of sorts. They’d also had a small gas cylinder there for a gas ring they had, but we didn’t know this either. Of course, with the place on fire and all the flames and smoke, I didn’t see the cylinder until it was too late. What with it being heated from the fire and then to be suddenly sprayed with cold. The door of the nurse’s room was closed; there was no one to be seen around. Simon slipped into ward 8 and cautiously closed the door. Moonlight was bathing the girl’s calm face with yellowish light. Her full lips were slightly parted, her white even teeth gleaming underneath. Absolute sleeping beauty. Simon looked at his hands that, to his surprise, were trembling slightly. His famed calmness seemed to have deserted him. He moved closer to the bed and stared at the bare foot protruding.