Inviting the Girl Nextdoor to My Rooft When Her Husband Is Out

I'm busy with other things.

Yes, very busy, my love.

I love how he did it now.

Those nails look so pretty in the v*rga, my love.

But that's hard.

Yeah.

Really, I'm gonna go.

How many months are you waiting for this son of a bitch to invite?

It's a mistake, isn't it?

I had to wait for the perfect moment.

I'm throwing straw just thinking of you.

Swallow your relief, love!

We should get something to eat.

Phew.

Well, we changed.

How long have you waited?

How I've rowed about it, huh?

We have good weather. - Yeah.

Oh, that's rich, skinny.

Oh, neighbor.

That ass is very rich, my love.

Oh, that's good.

That's tough.

I want to be in the mood.

Don't worry, before I kill myself, check.

Don't worry, my love, I don't have any water.

I just don't want to be asked.

With this and hard on you, I'm gonna mess it up, baby.

Oh, it got wet, baby.

I was ready, my love.

I knew I was coming.

Hate.

What a neighbor, he's a neighbor.

Eggon, you're a rich fuck, you hear?

Eggon!

If your husband's an egg, how small is he?

Oh, neighbor. - Oh, honey.

You can't wait that long.

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