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Both Girls head game is pretty good, both sloppy and at some times sensual. While me and Ella were getting busy and rose freshening up she came.

After the meeting, I finally get some time to breathe. I step outside for a quick walk. The sun’s out, and it’s actually nice. I stroll down to the park by the library. There’s this cute little playground, and I see kids laughing. Makes me smile, you know? But then I see a kid fall off the swing. Ouch! I’m like, “Dude, that’s gotta hurt!”