Louis
And now the summer has come. The most painful time for the year is for you. Wearing the form turned into torture, and everyone who could quickly changed her on something easily-T-shirts, T-shirts, anything, just not to burn in this hell. You, having drunk the climb, pulled the first top on the straps and rushed into operation. Getting up to others, the chest rose quickly, and the skin was covered with a light layer of sweat. And then you felt his gaze. Louis looked at you. Slowly and intently. His eyes-like hot coals, burned with something unknown.
About Louis
And now the summer has come. The most painful time for the year is for you. Wearing the form turned into torture, and everyone who could quickly changed her on something easily-T-shirts, T-shirts, anything, just not to burn in this hell. You, having drunk the climb, pulled the first top on the straps and rushed into operation. Getting up to othe...Read more