loving tinder in ukraine.she claimed she didnt give a blowjob in 1 year... dont know if i can believe her tho

Okay incest, this is my story. All this happened about an hour ago. For you to understand my situation fully, I think it is best for me to explain some history about my family and I. So, i'll format everything into blocks, first talking about my family, then my brother, then my sister's and mine relationship, then the situation, then me. (NOTE: I know this could get lengthy so i'm sorry in advanced, but again, I feel this is what needs to be done.) Let's begin.

I have four brothers and four sisters, six of which are adopted from Ukraine. Within in six adopted, there are three separate families. Meaning, not all of them are biologically related to one another. I'll try to keep things straight by categorizing my siblings by their biological relation to one another. My first siblings, one of my younger sisters and one of my older brothers, were adopted when I was about eight. Since them two being adopted (they are related to one another (1)), my parents, through out the following years, took four more trips back to Ukraine (the last which in which we ALL went on); hence how my family became so large. The next sibling to be adopted, my younger sister(2), was adopted a few years later. Again, my parents went back to adopted my youngest brother (3). The finale was, when my parents learned my sister (2), also had an older brother and sister (2), we all went to Ukraine to adopt them.

Okay, lets now talk about my brother(1). We'll call him "J". I consider J to be my long lost brother. I can't explain it, but i'm sure either fate/god or whatever, determined that J and I would meet and be brothers. Ever since he was adopted, we bonded, and over the years, that bond has only strengthened. He is my best friend, and one of a very very few friends that I have. Fun fact: he happens to be only SIX days older than me. Weird huh? Anyways, we are very close. You might ask why I'm telling you about my relationship with my bro, but it will all have something to do with what is later to come. Moving on.

Next, is my older sister(2). We'll call he "C". Okay, C is a little older than me. About two years apart. As we got older and got into puberty, hormones started to kick in. Gradually, I started kind of "wanting" my sister. It started about 8th grade I would say. I would go into her room while she was showering, and wait for her to get out and walk in. I'd be rock hard to try and see if she would respond. I did that a couple of times, but finally controlled myself. Skip to the summer going into 10th i believe. Maybe the summer of my 9th grade year. Anyways, that summer, my whole family and I went to the beach, and stayed in this two story room for free, at this condo, courtesy of my dad's friend who just so happened to own it. Well, one night most the family was downstairs watching a movie or asleep. My sister C, was upstairs in her room, watching t.v. I went up there and it was like in the incest videos that i watched, at first just to help her get the t.v. set up. I ended up hanging out with her, laying on the same bed with her. I was laying down next to her, and she was sitting on the bed, with her knees pulled up towards her. I noticed her smooth legs and started to slowly pull back her Nike shorts she was wearing, to reveal more of her thigh. Well, she noticed. I said something like "oh "oh sorry, didn't mean to, just really liked your legs" sort of things. She laughed it off or whatever. A little later i asked if she like that. She said yeah but felt weird about it. I told her I totally understood and would stop. Well, a little later, she put her head down on my chest. The night ended. Nothing happened. The next day, we went into the laundry room located on the second floor. We didn't use this room, so we knew we wouldn't be disturbed. We began exploring each other. We kissed, and just kind of felt each other up. She was really shy so i was being very slow and gentle. I lifted her shirt, seeing boobs for my first time. I started unzipping her pants, seeing a vagina for the first time. Fingered her a little bit whilst making out. I was hard, and asked if she wanted to see "mine." She was okay with it, and I unzipped my pants, revealing my erect penis. We felt each other up for awhile but finally we left. Things continued like that the rest of the trip at the beach. She gave me my first hand job later. She was a lot of my firsts, and i was likewise to her. When we left the beach, we continued doing things. I eventually started showering with her (she had a bathroom connected to her room), but we never advanced past feeling up one another. But as years went by and we grew up, we started wanting more. I began sneaking up into her room at night. I fucked her for the first time when I was in 10th grade. She was my first , again. We continued, I kept sneaking upstairs into her room to sleep with her and would occasionally find times to shower with her. Again, things progressed more, to oral sex. We'd take breaks from one another, but eventually i'd cave to self desires and things would start up again.

Lets fast forward to the present. It happened today. I had just gotten home from work to find my whole family gone, except C and J. J, originally, was asleep on the couch downstairs not feeling well. I said hey and he groggily replied. I went upstairs to find C, getting ready to shower. We chatted, I asked where everyone was and everything, how her day had been, just chatter. The whole time, especially when i asked about why the house was so empty, she was giving me "that look." So, again, I caved. I went downstairs, grabbed a condom, and walked back upstairs to find C starting a shower. We kissed, got naked, and hopped in. We did the usually, felt one another up, she blew me and i ate her out. Then i lied down and she sat on down on top of my dick. We fucked until i came. We showered, I got out, and dressed back in my work clothes, just by the unlikely chance J was up. Well, that little chance wasn't so little. I left the bathroom through the second door, which led outside into our back yard. I thought I was clear, and was walking to the sliding door of our back porch, to find J meeting me. My heart skipped a beat. He opened the door, snack in hand, apparently going to eat on the porch. We said quick heys, and I walked past him. I felt sick. Did he see me? He had to. The look he gave me was one of disgust. I went downstairs and hopped in the shower, trying to cover my tracks. But what's weird, is he seems to be fine. At first, or maybe it was me being paranoid, he seemed to be really kind of mad at me, so I assumed that he must of saw me. But now, as the night has progressed, things really seem normal. (SIDE NOTE: When C and I took a break, C and J kind of had the same deal as C and I did. C told me that J would text her, go into her room, and do basically what C and I did. Oh, C also told J what C and I had done in the past so he and I both know about our dirty pasts. Never have we blatantly talked about it. Does this have something to do with it all?)

About me. As you might have guessed, I've never had a girlfriend or ever had any form of intimate connection with a female besides C. I've been the "nice guy." The "best friend." I'm the KING of the friend zone. I just am myself to girls, every girl, whether I'm into her or not. But apparently, me being so polite just winds me up being a "best friend." Honestly though, it never really bothered me, getting friend zoned, until my friends and J were getting all these girls to fucking fall on their knees for them and easily just kind of "hit-it-and-quit-it" type deal. And in highschool, there is a lot of pressure to lose your virginity. So C and I genuinely took a break. I really tried hard to get a girlfriend. And not really for a sexual reason, but I just wanted to be close with some one. Like how C and I were. We would just some nights lay in her bed and just talk about life. I just wanted that. To be with some one. To be close. Well, I got really close to this girl, and I thought for sure I had done it. I built a connection with her, and I felt a little feed back. Well, just like the sequels, I got dropped flat on my face, and she straight told me the classic "i just see you as a friend" type deal. Well this hurt. And i mean hurt. But that's another story. Well again, i fell C and I fell back into a cycle with one another.

Okay, so after hearing all the preliminary stuff, we are now to the main point. What should I do? Should I talk with my brother about today? Should I just not? What do you guys think? I value the bond I have with my brother and I don't want to jeopardize that. And please, feel free to ask me questions.

P.S: It might be hard to believe, but I still have A LOT more to say but honestly, I'm exhausted. Again, i'm open to questions about me/my family/anything you can think of pertaining to this post. Sorry if was kind of ranty and my information seemed to be splotchy, but I just needed to say a lot of things and still need to say more and explain things better.

I pray for Ukraine and all those of Ukrainian descent.

The unprovoked attack on civilians is absolutely awful -- woman, and elderly. And this goes for any country.

I am so angry and appalled by this. I’m at a loss for words.

I just met the most deliciously depraved cock whore on Omegle. After about twenty minutes of trolling through dicks and dudes I found this slutty thing...a little bit of foreplay later she wanted me to tie her up and fuck another girl in front of her while she begged for my cock. Honestly, she was probably a creepy old dude from the Ukraine, but damn she said things that helped me get to an earth shattering orgasm that I didn't think was possible from masturbation.

I confess I think the crisis in Ukaine should be solved by an MMA cage match between Putin and Obama. The Pay-per-View gate could then be used to pay off UKraine's debts.

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I confess that I really want to go on a sex tour to Kiev, Ukraine. Anyone have any advice for finding young girls? Or the best hotel/club/area to find a young girl? Would asking a taxi driver be ok, or would that land me in a foreign jail?

http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2012/mar/29/ukraine-woman-gang-rapes-dies?newsfeed=true bitch should have sucked cock

A friend convinced me to go on one of those mail order bride tours to the Ukraine with him 2 months ago. The mixers are total meat markets with at least 100 girls ready to spread their legs to get a better deal out of life. I'm in my mid-50's and fucked 5 girls during the trip all of them in the 9 to 10 range and the oldest was 24. They fuck bareback there and I got 3 of them pregnant. I'm trying to figure out what to do? I'm thinking about trying to become a polygamist.

3 guys 1 hammer.
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Who knows her ? She is a hooker from Kiev Ukraine. Any information would be great

Just back from my second trip to the Ukraine. I am now engaged to an 18 yo girl who looks like a fucking Playboy centerfold. I got her pregnant on my first trip. And yes I know it (the child) is mine, she was a virgin and is not the type of girl who cheats on you. Visa work in process. I'm 58. Life is good. I will never have to date another stuck up American bitch again.

WHATS YOUR WORLD CUP 2014 SQUAD PREDICTION?

With the group we have we should get there easy (Montenegro, Poland, Ukraine, Moldova and San Marino)

Based on the player currently in the frame, i would play 4-2-3-1 (Obvious this is subject to change in the next two years)
GK-Hart (Ruddy,Butland)
RB-Walker (Richards/Clyne)
CB-Smalling,Jones (Shawcross,Caulker)
LB-Baines (Gibbs/Rose/Bertrand)
CM/CDM-Wilshere,Rodwell (Cleverley,Barkley)
RAM/RW-Oxlade-Chamberlain (Zaha/walcott/Dyer)
CAM/CF-Rooney
LAM/LW-Young (Johnson/Jarvis/Sinclair)
ST-Welbeck (Sturridge,Wickham)

If i am honest i don't see Hodgson changing from a 4-4-2 to a 4-2-3-1 or any other formation really, i don't even think he will bring in as much as i have stated, but i think we need to do a six year plan to try win the 2018 world cup, to do this think we need to set targets to the players to just get out the group in 2014, semi finals in 2016 and win in 2018. Maybe this is to ambitious and i guess that why Roy's England's manger and not me.

Support Ukraine. Show the fighting Ukrainian troops your tits!

Sofia 18 yo from Ukraine

I’m not exactly sure where to begin here, maybe I should begin with my sister calling me and yelling at me on the phone, “what in the fuck did you do?”
Yet that doesn’t even brush the surface of anything at all. My sister knows a couple of Ukrainian women who are in the US temporarily because of the war. They’re both dating each other, they’re lesbians – totally no problems with that – they’re both very pretty too. They work for the same international company my sister works for, and my sister helped them find a place to stay. My sister invited me to come out for drinks with them, and we all had a good time. Of course as a guy I was fantasizing about these pretty ladies. I went home and fell asleep.
My sister calls me, “hey, they really liked hanging out with you too – we’re going out again.”
So I went out with them again. It was fun but I kept getting vibes from Kateryna, a dark haired, blue eyed, long legged goddess that any man would beg to fuck. At first I was thinking I was imagining things, but she kept on asking me questions.
“Why don’t you bring your girlfriend to the bar?”
“Oh, I don’t have one. Single as can be!”
The smirk she had gave me butterflies, “oh you need a girlfriend, I hook you up with Ukraine girl she’ll treat you right!”
Kateryna was a bit tipsy, and winked at me. I noticed a bit of jealousy from her girlfriend Nevena.
“Oh no need to hook me up, I’m suffering a bit of PTSD from my last relationship and I still need time to heal.”
“Oh, poor baby, you will heal,” she came over and hugged me, I could feel her perky breasts pressing into me intentionally, and then she kissed me on the cheek – leaving dark red lipstick where she kissed.
I blushed.
We all went our separate ways, I went home and went to sleep.
In the morning my sister calls, “What did Kateryna want to talk to you about?”
“Huh? Oh nothing she just gave me a hug.”
“No, she asked for your number when we left the bar I thought she’d have called you by now.”
“No, she didn’t call,” I started feeling butterflies in my stomach.
A few hours later, Kateryna called me, “Hi…”
I was nervous, “Hello Kat…”
She laughed a little, “Look the best way to get over someone who hurt you is to move on with your life. How long ago did you get hurt?”
“Almost three years.”
“You haven’t dated in three years?” She seemed genuinely shocked.
“Well…”
We talked for hours on end about damn near everything. Kat invited herself over to my place because she said she wanted to talk face to face. I was nervous – I cleaned my house before she came over.
I thought she would have brought Nevena with her but she showed up alone – ringing my doorbell. I answered it and opened the door. Her beautiful blue eyes looked right into my soul. I must have been blushing a lot.
“Oh, no need to be nervous! I don’t bite, much, well yeah I do. I bite.”
I laughed, and invited her in and asked her if she would like something to drink.
“Just water.”
She sat down on my couch and I got her water.
She smelled so good, her sweet perfume only added to my attraction to her.
I gave her a glass of water and sat down across from her in my living room chair.
We talked about relationships, she told me about how it was when she left Ukraine and how she saw dead bodies. She started to cry a bit. Kat kept trying to make eye contact with me but I’d shyly look away.
“Hey,” she said and I was drawn to her eyes.
“Look,” Kat said, “I know this is awkward for you. I know I’m in a relationship but it’s a weird relationship – it’s an open relationship. Nevena only likes women but I like men and women.”
“Oh, you’re bisexual, that’s cool!”
“Why you sit all the way over there come here!” She said playfully.
I got up and sat next to her.
She gave me a hug and I inhaled how sweet she smelled. I felt her lips gently kiss my neck and I pulled back.
“It’s okay, you don’t find me attractive I’m not like American girl, blonde hair…”
“No, no I think you’re a very very beautiful woman – way out of my league, you’re easily an 11 out of 10! It’s just I don’t want to wreck anything you and Nevena have.”
“It’s an open relationship, she fucks other women and I barely get to have some dick.”
“Oh,” was the only thing that came out of my mouth before my tongue was deep inside her mouth and my hands were groping her lovely soft breasts. She pulled her top off and unbuttoned her pants and slipped them off. No panties.
I started kissing her body, licking her tits as she moaned my name. My fingers slid into her wet pussy and it was tight as hell. Her lips latched on to my neck and I felt her teeth sinking into my flesh. My cock was bursting out of my pants as she unzipped my jeans. Kat pushed me back and slid my cock deep in her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down and I felt like I was going to explode, she knew I was about to bust and came up for air.
“Cum in my mouth!” and she started sucking again. I grabbed her hair and pushed her deeper down, and my cock pulsated hot cum deep in her throat. I laid back, catching my breath. Kat smiled and started stroking my cock with her hand.
“You haven’t had sex in a long time, no?”
“In about 3 years… I haven’t had sex…”
I felt my cock getting hard again as her sweet soft hands pulled and tugged.
“You lay back, I want to ride your beautiful dick.”
I felt the warmth of her pussy slowly taking me in. The grip her cunt had on my cock was something I’ve never felt in my life. I was worried, I didn’t have a condom on and she was riding me like no tomorrow – like a porn star in love. Her lips met mine and our eyes locked.
My hands cupped her giggling tits, her pussy pumped up and down taking me in deeper, gripping me pulling me.
Kat’s body shuttered in ecstasy as she came all over my cock, her juices dripping down my testicles and she collapsed on top of me. My arms wrapped around her slim waist as my cock still remained in her.
Kat kissed me on the lips, “your turn… I want all of you inside of me.”
Her hips began to swivel, her pussy clenched tighter on my hard dick.
“I can feel how hard you are in me,” she gasped, as I watched my cock sliding in and out of her.
“Ohhh cum in me! Cum in me please,” she begged.
I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t pull out of this beautiful woman, I wanted more of her…
I erupted inside her, it was the most I’ve ever cum in my life. It felt like I came for five minutes, ejaculating over and over. She moaned with excitement as she pumped every last drop of cum out of me and into her. I came so much I was dripping out of her filled pussy. She felt how much cum was in her and she laughed a bit.
“That’s a lot of cum!” Kat laughed, “I’ve never seen so much!”
I didn’t want to ask if she was on the pill, I was so out of breath. We cuddled for a little while and she had to leave. For two weeks straight every other day she’d come over and we’d fuck. I always left her satisfied. When I ate her pussy, it was absolutely the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted. My ex’s pussy was bitter, fishy – Kat’s pussy tasted like cotton candy and smelled like roses. I hate to say it but with her charming personality and perfect body – I fell in love.
It was right after New Years, on the second (which was yesterday) my sister called me.
“what in the fuck did you do?” my sister asked angrily.
“What are you talking about, Kat? They’re in an open relationship and she was the one who initiated everything!” I told her.
“Well, I’m glad you’re so calm about becoming a father!”
“Wait what? Kat didn’t tell me anything about being pregnant!”
“Yeah, she called me in a panic, she missed her period, took a test and it was positive, her and Nevena broke up and she’s moving out of Nevena’s apartment… “
“She doesn’t have to look for a place to live, she can live with me,” I said immediately, “I’m going to call her right away!”
And I did. Kat was a bit hesitant because she didn’t want to impose – but we had a long conversation about things. Turns out she has feelings for me too. She told me as soon as she seen me it was like she met “a rock star, I felt like I met a rock star… and I was weak in the knees, and when we made love, because that wasn’t just a fuck – that was making love… when we made love I felt you, I felt your soul and I wanted more…”
“I fell in love with you too, Kat…”
She’s moving in on Friday!
I know – it could be a bad life choice for me to do this. For all I know she’s just trying to get US citizenship… but the way she is, the way she looks at me… it feels too real.
I guess the confession here is that one of my sister’s co-workers came to the US to get away from the war in Ukraine with her girlfriend, and I knocked her up and now I’m head over heels in love with her.

my most lovely one. please write some dirty and humiliating things about this filthy cumslut from Ukraine and I'll be post more of her. facial fakes or real cum tributes are welcomed.

Tomorrow I take off for the Ukraine to meet a mail order bride I have been writing to and lately Skyping with. It is hard to believe that a 56 yo guy like me can get a 18 yo beauty like her. She is a beauty queen and top model that started when she was 12. She wrote to me first and when I questioned her about the age difference she stated that she has always been around older men because of her modeling career and finds boys her age useless. It's not a money thing either because she makes $75K a year which in the Ukraine I understand is a fortune. She owns her own car and flat.

I am so fucking horny thinking about what is waiting for me in less then 2 days.

My Ex Dumped Me to Go Fight In Ukraine

I know there are a lot of bullshit posts on here regarding confessions - I think I'm just writing all of this to vent.
Back when Russia invaded the Ukraine, I was engaged to a beautiful woman named Nina. Nina was born in the Ukraine, but moved to the USA to go to nursing school after she got out of high school. She was taught English in high school and speaks it very well. I first met her through a mutual friend, and we hit it off. We dated for a good 4 years and were engaged for the last 2 years. We planned on getting married in May of 2022, but Russia decided to invade her homeland.
Looking back at my relationship with her, it was always such a perfect time. We never argued, we were sexually open about our needs, and boy she could satisfy every single need I had.
She was planning on getting of birth control in April so we could fuck to our hearts content on our honeymoon (which was going to be in Cancun Mexico). She wanted to start a family with me, get pregnant as soon as possible.
When Russia invaded, it all changed. She became distant, depressed, anxious. Eventually she sat me down to have a talk.
"I need to do something that will break your heart, and mine. I'm going back to Ukraine to fight and I know you'll want to come with me, but I need to do this on my own, for my people. I'm breaking off our engagement."
I was shocked, it hit me like a ton of bricks and I begged and pleaded with her.
"I do this because I love you, and I don't want you to die," she was stern, cold.
"I'm fucking going with you, I'd rather die next to you than be left here being depressed that my fiance is off fighting in a fucking war, no fucking way, I'm coming."
It was the first time she ever hit me, the slap was hard and my lip split open. Blood trickled down my chin. Tears welled up in her eyes and she got up and walked away.
I didn't have much to say to her when she was packing, I just was stunned that it was all over.
I sat on the couch, and she came and sat down next to me. She kissed me on the lips and we fucked. It was just so odd, like she wanted just one last fuck out of me - and I gave it to her. It was the most aggressive I've ever fucked her, or any woman. I grabbed her throat, slammed my cock in her tight pussy as her legs were wrapped around me. I slapped her, spit in her mouth, and she took every bit of the abuse.
I was so angry I flipped her over doggy style and jammed it in her ass, "since we're not having a kid I might as well just cum in your ass."
She moaned with each and every thrust, her little asshole was tight. I only usually teased it with the head of my cock, but this time I was thrusting all of my dick in her. It hurt her, I could tell.
I pulled her hair, bit her neck and came deep inside her asshole. I left bruises, I left my mark.
She collected herself, got dressed and left.
She texts me every so often. She says she misses me, says she loves me and hopes that I accept her back after the war. I told her I would.
Her occupation in the Ukrainian military is combat field nurse, and supervisor head nurse.
There was a gap when she didn't contact me for a good month, and I figured she probably met some other dude and was fucking him. But she sent me a picture of her wearing a leg brace.
"War is dangerous," was what she wrote me.
It turns out she got shot three times in the leg, it shattered her Tibia and Femur in 2 different places so they had to cut open her leg and get the shards of bone and screw the rest back together. I surely thought that she'd be opting out of the war, but what she said was pretty much that she's addicted to the adrenaline of war.
"You get used to the bodies and the smell eventually. It's like you're not puking every time you see brains and guts splattered all over. You're not puking when you smell burnt flesh after a while either. I guess it's at those times I think of you, when I feel all hope is lost, I think of you. But I also realized that I'm a killer now. I've killed people. I've taken life. Russia is sending idiots here, some are just boys right out of school, young fools. The first time I killed, I cried so hard, the second time I killed my heart raced like I just won the lottery, the third time I killed I smiled. I don't think I'll ever be that sweet girl you wanted to marry... I have nightmares, bad ones of me fucking you and slitting your throat - I wake up in cold sweats, screaming. I never want to hurt you. I love you. The best outcome is me dying here. -Nina"
Of course, I write her back - text her, and email her - sometimes she responds, sometimes she doesn't. She's been gone since April of 2022, fighting in this shitty war. I've asked her if she's met anyone that she's romantically interested in. She didn't respond for a while but then wrote back:
"I'm not fucking any men, if that's what you're asking. Usually I cheat on you with my fingers, but I have found a woman's touch is pretty satisfying too. Yes, I'm fuck buddies with this girl from a small village named Lubny, her husband was killed and we bonded. She cried on my shoulder many nights and eventually for some reason I kissed her and well, I guess I'm now a lesbian. Maybe her and I will fall in love and you can hate me more for hurting you and breaking your heart. I'm a mean bitch, right? I don't mean to hurt you, but I need to see this through. I need to keep fighting for my homeland, just like you would fight for yours."
Eventually I guess the girl she was fucking around with got injured really bad and was shipped to a hospital in Poland. The last message I got from her was, "I miss your dick. I can't stand healing from this leg injury I need to be back on the front lines."
And that was it. I haven't heard from her in about a month. I've checked to see if she was killed a few times but she's still alive, she's just ghosting me.
I keep reflecting back on how we used to be, how we used to fuck - how I'd help her shave her pussy when she'd get out of the shower. How I'd eat her pussy and lick her ass, and how she'd stroke my cock and finger my asshole. I miss her perky little tits bouncing in my face as she would ride me. I miss her perfect round ass and her petite body - then come to find out the fucked up part:
She was offered a modeling position for propaganda and she's doing that now. Anyway, I guess my confession in all of this is: I confess it's time to move on and find someone else. I do love her, I always will love her - but she's so caught up in the war, and it's her life now. Not only that but her coming back to the USA and marrying me... dealing with PTSD and all kinds of shit with her would probably kill our relationship anyway. She's changed as a person. The war seemingly has aged her 10 years. She's cold. I'm mad, sure. Anyway. That's that.
Well, not really. I met another woman who is sweet. I told her about Nina and she understands. This other woman wants to date me full time - we've fooled around. I guess my next move is to tell Nina I've met someone else and wish her luck... but of course that will really hurt for me to do. Nina has obviously moved on with her life, choosing war over me.

Cute Ukrainian refugee girl I've been banging for the past month. She's got perfect little tits and a tight little body with a pussy that can suck a cock completely dry. She's 26 and she was a teacher before the war broke out. Both of her parents stayed in Ukraine and paid for her to get on a flight to Canada, then to hook up with some family in the USA. She's definitely only in it for the sex, as she has no long term plans to stay in the USA. Her big thing is, "don't fall in love, we just fuck. Love is stupid."
She's a bit cold, but when she fucks - she knows exactly what to do and how to move. I'll miss her when she leaves.

what 25$ give you in Ukraine