A Woman From The United States Tells Her Lover: "My Husband Does Nothing, You Are Fucking

With beans.

Maguros.

A salad.

I don't know.

And a breast.

Roasted.

Sounds good to me.

But I feel like recording now. What do you think?

No love.

Why not?

I can't.

Let's shoot it quick.

I'll give it to you later.

Later safe?

Yeah, well, okay.

Now I can leave the food.

Very good.

No, I think he was the one who was there.

You're the one who did it?

No, I think he was the one who was there.

That's the chair.

Look at the paisa.

Oh, my heart

Oh.

Mauritius.

Okay.

Phew.

Oh, that's good.

Oh, no, no, no.

Feel?