- Igor .. – Zahlyupala her nose – I’m your mother ..
I let go of her hair. Quite unexpectedly, and not at all by the way came up with the idea of a sober, washed over me like a bucket of ice water. God, what am I doing? I was not myself. Bastard!
And in a break of remorse I hugged her, my little fragile mom, clutching her plump little body trembling to her. Cam chat on ipad.