Http bongacam. shelanice bongacam Something began to be said to him, and Julia pointed to Alinka, who was sitting on the podium.
Fizruk looked at her, smiled, nodded his head and walked on.
The girls smiled too, and Alinka blushed.
So – fizruk.

Sergey Yurievich.

Here is who the fuck our girls! At first, I even did not want to go to spy on them.
I was not eager to get into physical education.
He lived in a separate cottage near the stadium.
And there was nowhere to hide around.
It was possible to approach him completely unnoticed.
But around only lawns.
Fizruk went somewhere outside the campsite and I sadly went to inspect the cottage.
It was designed for two, but only Sergey Yuryevich lived.
I walked around the cottage a couple of times, as if walking.
Curtains tightly closed, no gaps.
Yes, and hide near the windows is impossible.
Just in case, and pushed the front door.
Not locked.
Heart pounding.
There was no one around and I went.
At first I got into the hallway.
Then from it to a large room where there was a sofa, two armchairs and a table, a TV and a video recorder on the nightstand.

The doors of the two rooms went out into the room, one was closed, apparently the gym teacher himself lived there.
There were no windows at all.
And in the second was hooked.
The lock was knocked out, a hole remained in its place.
I opened the hook and went inside, balls, volleyball nets, rackets and other trash were piled inside.
I closed the door and looked into the hole, the room was perfectly visible.
Great place to watch.
Unless of course they go to the bedroom.
But how to get here if the entrance is only through a large room.
I went to the window and opened the latches.
It opened without a squeak.
Covering the window, I left the room, closed the hook and ran out into the street.
No one noticed me.
Before the end of the girls sticking up in the shower for a long time, but I could not find a place for myself.
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