Ah, French Napoleons too... Must be 10,000 coins here... My God, 600 lb of gold, real gold... Must be at least 30% of what we've mined so far in the n...orthern vein... And nobody will ever take it... My God..."Leon dropped the coins back in the bowl and took a closer at the front of his statue. His face had a playful smiling expression on it. His right hand was holding the umbrella with Lois. His left hand... Ah, Leon could see why his statue was smiling. His left hand held five poker cards. The. But still our hands are join and crushed in same , He is upset few hours he asked me movie is boring so can we go beach . I acepted and started from theatre. We go the VGP beach and we spend some time in there. I put my hand in his shoulder like a lover. My hand automatically goes his shoulder. He put his hand on my waist. I like his touch in my waist. I feels little hot . .Seven age is younger than me but we looks like lover ,His hand little move upper and try to touch the breast, I avoid it,. I begin kissing more passionately, licking more ardently as I trace my way across your flesh… always moving down. As I near your bottom, you shift in the bed… and I suspect you are now awake, but not wanting me to stop what I’m doing. So I don’t, and you arch up, lifting your bottom half from the bed… I lick around each soft buttock, one, and then the other… I spend a lot of time kissing, licking and nibbling their tender and sensitive undersides… and as I do, I can feel the heat from your. She told me she was in her room and to go right in. I lightly stepped up the stairs hoping to surprise her, and turned the corner to her room. But instead of me surprising her, I got the biggest surprise of my life. There was Jess, five and a half foot tall, 110 pounds, bronzed, tanned body, with her long dirty blond hair, and magnificent 32D breasts (information I had acquired during a long, boring history class), completely naked. She jumped back and attempted to cover herself, “get out!” she.