Sabine from Frankfurt, thick fat udders and a horny bacon cunt and so she wants to be fucked

Yeah, my husband's making tar noise again, I broke him up.

Come on, go on.

What's going on?

Oh, he told me to buy fresh things every day, like,.

Schnitzel, he'd be back again. French fries with curry, what the hell?

And then the ******** make a fuss.

What kind of stress is this, and now you don't want to?

Yes, I'm in the mood for now.

Yeah, I get it. I thought you two were getting along so well.

And now, all of a sudden, I don't understand.

Yeah, can always change, you know.

Is there nothing more?

No.

I'm going to ask you something.

No, it's not working anymore.

I can't believe it.

He wants to, but I don't want to.

Just not with him, or do you just want to?

I'll be straight with you. I'll just ask.

Oh, no, always not the same person.

Ah, okay. Have you ever been with someone else?

Yes.

You're a pretty one, aren't you?

Thank you.

Yes, please.

And then you ring my doorbell?

Yes.

What?

Look at you.

That looks good.

Straight out, right?

Leaving the apartment in a hurry?

Yes.

Now we gotta get this out.

You've got a lot of psychiatric problems. You don't know what's going on with you.

That's how it is.

That looks good.

Now I've got some room here.

I'll take a little bit of the down-low myself.

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