Dancing, ice cream and horns.. We enjoyed spending the evening of yesterday 28th July in Grottammare, in a dance hall by the sea, we sat down to taste a good ice cream, then, given that I don't really like dancing, Angela accepted the invitation of a boy with cheese & pepper hair, as time passed and one dance after another the boy became more and more daring, all before my eyes, my wife liked it very much, she told me that while they were dancing, after several dances in which he groped her everywhere making him feel how much he excited her, the boy asked her to go for a walk towards the dark beach, my wife didn't find it appropriate to grant him that request. Who knows what he wanted...? At the end of the evening, however, we got his phone number, my wife demanded that I ask her for it..

cornutoestivo
29-07-2024 12:41:06h