I still remember that day. She was so hot with her short skirt and black stocking. It was February but there was lots of sunlight. We were walking for like 4 hours and after some point I got a heatstroke. It was so bad that I had to telll her about it. Eventually we parted ways and she told me to go home to rest. We never met again (actually we did but it was forced shit that I don’t want to remember).
My second oneitis wasn’t a big fan of walking but my oneitis was into that. And ofc all of them were fans of tall good looking guys preferably blonde who would treat them like fleshlightd and ravage their disease infested stinky vaginas.
My second oneitis wasn’t a big fan of walking but my oneitis was into that. And ofc all of them were fans of tall good looking guys preferably blonde who would treat them like fleshlightd and ravage their disease infested stinky vaginas.
