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I many times said to myself I am criminally insane in love, screwing Karolis-Magnus and Marciuzawa brothers.

Their double dick sandwich and ride. It was a streaming story online for a grand opening of my Toto Love Motel Inn for my pets. The double decker of Karolis-Magnus Maximus and Marciuszawa Maximus in a dog burger sandwich love making. ,"Mhhhm." I pick my lips. I remember it was delicious.

Their love triangle is juicy in juicy details. I kick my lips.

"Ahh, I should have killed you a long time but it is focking great, krap." The opportunist schlongs enjoy their moment. I made a joke about them. They walk in. There was no time to sleep.

They loved my art deco and imperial dressing gowns. I spoke my mind.

My silk kimono gown I took off portrays my tanned black bush wearing under. It was a perfect fit for both of them. My laptop show in a Victorian office leather top cabinet made the online social community aware of the grand opening.

It growed their love dicks.

My Miss Daisy employees at Toto Inn love the motel. I never planned to change their name? It was confidential who my true employees were. I loved them to love them.

Karolis-Magnus Maximus works in the road café as a pastry chef cooking pancakes with maple syrup and smoked bacon for breakfast. I learned from him. It was his job post-military.

His brother Marciuzawa works as a night porter sleeping in a hotel and during the day delivering food to hospital patients outside his hotel.

He flipped pancakes for restaurant customers in Hell's kitchen. It was the name of his employer. His hall is hungry and I feel awesome from my love motel.

They were paid well and I enjoyed their money.

^.^

I fell in love with Renato Olympo's daughter. Her name was Tenatoaras Olympo. The great mountain of chest and blond hair.

Her backing laced black panties in the lounge drove me crazy of her leaving for Spain. Renato Olympo former wife left him serving her young customers not only cutting their hair after hours but providing a deep root massage for herself their pubical hair joins to a deep root massage.

It was a sad story to know her doors shut to catch an extra shift closing blinds behind but leaving lights on in Kaunas.

Her legs spread on a portable massage table and two young customers repaid their haircut and beard shave. She even treated them with shampoo.

The video was filmed and posted to Olympo in 126 Chad street, London Stratford with divorce papers in envelope.

We in the evening living room watched a DVD with a heart shape drawing over it. He spilled his beer and left for the toilet. We found it difficult to shut the DVD player but it took not long for her to finish.

I needed a deep love for my caring hands out of Bangkok heat. I found Renato Olympo's daughter folding her black laced soft cotton bottoms; he took control of her far better than any Spanish visitor in a stripclub.

The Greek Island is a proper sponsor for his loving investor Pan Varke hotelier business vision and statement about her love motel. I learned later she was alive and well from the melodrama it broke my heart.

I was truly in love with her.

"I will have many great investments in me. Her hands are rubbing and sliding in the riches." The Greek Island loved his girl of pure intentions to lie and manipulate his sperm flow.

I will learn about it later. He was a great man and rightful man to purchase escort business because they deserve it. Every drop it spilled.

°.°

My mass media text messages are sent out to potential customers.

"I just left this loser. You visit me, have me out to show a good time, pay for the drinks and I am all yours. I just want to see my boyfriend cry in his eyes."

The time messages are out Renato Olympo decides to settle his family debt to repay with his daughter's wedding for an offer of return to Ban Toya.

I really needed money. The need to settle for a friend in need from Latvia. I housed the whole of his family.

I knew he was lonely and was happy to enter a happy family. The only way to leave our family curse after my wife sent me a pornography video of her serving two university students.

I hope they drop out.

"I am very happy for your return. I am happy you are safe and I welcome you to my family."

I blink.

"It is only the truth that will find our children."

I walked her in our garden to point my hand to my daughter.

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The underwear designs every time I wear a Victorian Secret or Secret of Victory or maybe the secret of Victoria Secrets?

My white spandex and soft cotton short to the knees of white rose petals.

How Karolis Maximus paid attention swallowing his saliva and attention looking in he used his both trembling hands to slide his fingers into a fist on his knees to slide it off.

The gore and diluted iris said it all to him in love.

His brother Marciuszawa Maximus, a little older blond brother kissing me with his alcoholic lips. Us exchanging tongue his hand slipped under my breath. The white rose petals strap slid closer letting one shoulder loose. "I love you." His treated lips spoke.

My breasts stand firm in reinforced bras. The long nipple erected. Him to feel my reinforced bra lace standing under not falling. The perfect egg-shaped breasts I had.

I looked in the mirror and smiled to myself both working around me. It was a smile for the viewers to see me happy. I found love.

Karolis hand grabbed to feel my birthright peach cheeks on my back. The hair I waxed was visible for a caveman to go back home. The roots were cleared.

It was their minds they hoped for a bush of pure Thai love. I was too slick. The snake venom poured past my veins every time I gave my breath of gasp for a camera show.

They fell in love with me.

He paid attention and rolled my bills on the office table as we viewed my bed. Marciuszawa sucked and bit my one loose chest. His tongue was at play looking in my eyes. He was a mad man to me. It was paid well in Toto Love Motel Inn.

"I am happy you are providing a roof over our heads tonight." His alcohol breath lips spoke. The white bra had round rose petal cuts to see in the moments I slid off walking my satin and blue kimono.

The hard under bra line made it firm for petals cuts to drape round my chest the time petals spandex straps had it on my shoulders. He was able to see a snip knot in the middle of my chest in a single pick.

Marciuszawa Maximus rubbed his balls to my smile. "You leave this woman alone. She is mine first." He spoke to his brother Karolis Maximus.

He learned I had a firm chest and was dedicated to a spandex suit. I had no wish for children. I only earned love, their money and a wedding ring.

The post operation transsexual like me it was hidden secret for those fools to figure out why my love hole was far up above my waste line. It was my love and honey that lured them.

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I closed my doors the moment I found her eyes folding her laced, cotton and black panties.

I knew to have it off her hand while packing it in her travel bag. I found her in the living room and threw it aside.

"Blat Renato, blond daughter you are mine now." I zip my blue denim open and kiss her.

Her soft whisper lips spoke. "Ban Toya. Stop. My father found out?" Her gasp said it all and I landed my arm under her crotch.

I crushed it and raised her up to throw it on the sofa. Her eyes gazed apart as she landed. Her back gasped and her legs spread black jeans. I pulled out my Latvian love machine.

Her mouth spoke before she sucked it up. "Wicked." I pulled off her blue shirt to lose the back knot on her standart firm blue bra.

The tits dropped and I pulled her jeans off sliding her panties together away.

I flipped her over like a pancake to her pork belly for her belly massage. The Latvian love tool slid in her.

"Blajt, you like it!"

I had my arm on her throat grinding her back.

Tenatoaras pushes me back and exhales past her red lipstick on her finger, sucking it in slowly. My eyes are following her butt. Her hand shuts the living room doors and pushes my back to a sofa.

Her hand picks my Latvian wild tool, and her leg on the stud and the sofa. Her hand strokes it up on black sofa.

Her knees bends accepting me in and slides in swaying to sides rocking the sofa. Miss Olympo hands hits the sofa to force the Latvian stud ride. I relax, exhale and close my back. I finish her twisting my world.

"I am happy those suckers brothers from the top floor left for dinner or an inn to have their pancakes cooked." My future wife spoke we finished having sex.

"Blat you are a good biatch. You keep on fucking I have extra load." I slap her breast and squeeze sweat off sucking on it.

Her not stopping relentless love making made my spontaneous combustion come true. Her father brought us back chicken from the chicken takeaway store. Their local Pakistani served.

"Yeh blat this was good!"

I brush my sweat off and zip my leather back in my denim.

She lights her cigarette naked and crosses her naked legs next to me looking in my eyes.

"You are a proper Latvian stud." Her words spoke directly in our eyesight.

^.^

The time a newlyweds couple had their honeymoon in Grand Victoria Hotel. I never knew about it.

"Oh yes Georgia bull keep pumping your seed in me." My Spanish wife and nurse kept commanding me.

"Yes I love you. You keep on riding me."

"Si Si I love you."

"Yes you slaid well this Thai whore Pan Narak well. You keep on cooking my eggs. I want dinner."

"Oh yes your Georgia taurine fills my energy far better than express. You keep on pouring in my cup. I love it."

"Ahhhh...I think I just came."

Our newlywed life started a new page in our new life enjoying our honeymoon we moved to start a family in London.

My eyes were getting low laying in the bed watching her walk away.

"Yuri Tilsi, you are the best." My Spanish wife told me to leave for a shower to clean her from me.