looked at her as she danced at the victory after which they gathered all the survivors of the night, La Dolce Vita. Leaning against the bar and holding with one hand Cubata watched the distance from dozens of items that were moving rhythmically. But no one like her. That precious kitten shook her hips slowly, with sensual movements that made him think how it would be in bed. He wore a short skirt that showed off almost all of her thighs and a white T-straps very tight. Her red hair was shaken vigorously with each note. As the light flickered in that den, I saw different photographs, one time I was floating in the air and immediately later I was in a totally different position that could surprise you every few seconds. Those movements were completely mesmerized him. looked around and realized that the rest of wolves looked with lust, waiting for the right moment to pounce on its prey, the cat redhead. Behind her three garrulos crowded dancing, or at least they tried, snuggling its lively hip, but she did not seem to mind. He held a cigar in one hand and a cup in the other, her hair was dirty dancing oblivious to what was happening behind her. Her eyes were closed and had to carry more than two pairs of drinks. Dan asked
a shot of absinthe and finally gathered the courage to approach his next conquest. He grabbed her waist and, without a word, kissed her in a fit of passion worthy of appearing in a movie in black and white. She opened her eyes and fought back with claws and teeth, while the rest of the bar scene in amazement. Finally managed to remove him and slapped him fiercely. He smiled. Really, the cat had character, and that made him even more. He took her arm and took it aggressively to the bathroom, where he realized that he had ignored it, and a soft hair, sharp claws and temper, also had a tail that kitten.
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