Snow closed eyes panting breath, Ice got on top his body emerged lumpy lumpy bumps. I like playing cat and mouse Snow, carefully sculpted great out meticulously collected in a month. Snow all over, from the navel upwards, nowhere do not crawlIce got on top through the net. Armpits, bittern, hips, breasts, abdomen, spine ... Snow pants when I pull out, it retained Ice got on top: "Do I ... I ..." I whispered: "Leave, I love ... I love Snow Snow ..." And fell heavily. It tries to resist Ice got on top a feeble gesture, but I know, just take rate movements. In head dense maze to images created by the book reports, plus quality "panacea" Snakes are flowing in our veins, it's now just want to be satisfied.
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