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Me to believe them. Helen, the desire of my dying father, is seeing me groom next to Sophia. Can you believe that Helen? But even if you try to believe it, could you believe that Sophia accepts this proposal? She's who had told us that had been loving our lost friend Stephen? Helen, I'm afraid we hadn't down cold the big tits teen proper big tits teen way Sophia, and we've done very wrong, considering we had a good friend in our tits gang and not a loathsome reptile. She got jealous of our happiness and wanted to destroy it.


She big boobs is well aware now that for her the joy of love has been extinguished forever- although I can't believe that she really had loved our lost friend, Stephen- and wishes to make us miserable too. How tragic is my position, Helen, watching a girl coming to pull down my most exquisite dream, to know that tits beside her huge boobs I'll live a tormented life from now on, and I put up with this torture due to a supreme obligation. Now I leave you forever, my sweet dream, to drop as created in my childhood dreams. Keep me in your imagination asian big tits though and kiss me like the first time. Goodbye forever my sweet dream.


Your Paul. When she read the letter, she felt as if something had left from her inside. Something that had annihilated her very Being and was leading her to living in nothingness. At this moment she thought that she was awaken from a sweet dream, but also a deep pain had woken up, a sweet nostalgia in his memory. Yes, it had been born and lived in sweetness this dream of hers and now she could feel it reliving, because her dream lover hadn't abandoned her by betraying her love. This was also a relief. But now she thought herself for the first time standing within life.


She was considering she had been born and had lived within a dream and felt so sad and obnoxious the life, now that she had woken up, knowing that henceforth she would be obliged to live this martyrdom of reality... She wrapped the letter again with a stiff upper lip. She wasn't hurt, because she now thought that it was something usual, the inevitable, accepting those blows of fate that had deselect her from all the world big tits to carry on her shoulders all miseries.