My little bad boy

My little bad boy

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Różowe mini które nic nie zakrywają, ciasne bluzeczki z których jej cycki a raczej ich brak widać bardzo dobrze. No ale i tak muszę kolo nich przejść. Udałam się w stronę wejścia a Nel zaraz za mną. Szlam patrząc w swoje stopy podziwiają buty. O nawet są w miarę czyste. Chciałam niezauważalnie przejść obok elity, nie dlatego ze nie ich bałam czy coś tylko jak patrze na te wytapetowanie mordy to mi się na wymioty zbiera. Jednak udało mi się jakoś dostać bez dodatkowej pracy dla sprzątaczek. W tym miejscu nie byłam od poprzednich wakacji. Podobno hala była remontowana co od razu zauważyłam. Praktycznie wszystko się zmieniło.
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