She could see the joy in Amara's eyes as they stopped to one side and she sat on the sand facing the sea. He had been dreaming about it for a long time and to think that it had already happened, it seemed like he couldn't help but be emotional. He was very happy.

"Nice!" its weak promise.

"No sea can match your beauty, Mara."

"T-thank you ... Azael ..."

Her whole face blushed and the thing could not escape her eyes. He's a man but a whore, he's thrilled! Nakakabakla! When he felt the shiver, he suddenly ran and took off his t-shirt into the water. It's embarrassing to...