Alone all my life. Tomorrow is a day off, I’m feeling sad. I drank a little wine, I think maybe I should get married? Now I would lie down, cuddle up to the warm penis, maybe I could insert it somewhere. One from work, a normal guy, the driver offers to go for him. But I think, as the girl wrote correctly, I love MZHM, maybe MZHM. Although she’s not young anymore, she still has an organ between her legs that sometimes demands things that no husband would tolerate. But one is tired too. Girls, please advise, maybe I can somehow slowly combine my desires and my husband’s. Where is my teacher "Brother". Again I would say that Veronica got drunk. On a sober head, yes, such thoughts about marriage. Don’t know. I’ll probably settle down. And if we want, no one will catch us women.
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I went, had another glass, and thought. After all, when I worked in Moscow and lived with my boyfriend, we lived together for four years. He made concessions to my desires (sex in unusual places, he and his matchmaker fucked me). Maybe this can be persuaded, gradually, of course. To begin with, offer ZHMZH. But I want to get married. Maybe he’ll go swinging? Well
what to do? Tell me, otherwise I’m the only one telling everyone.