When chatting with the female neighbor next door, I learned that she had been married, to be precise, for three years. But my problem came out at the moment of generation. Then why not see your husband? Not living with you? I asked twice in a row, but I cleverly avoided everything.
One night, I was watching a movie in my room when someone knocked at the door and said that her computer was broken. Let me go and see what happened. I think, a beautiful woman begged me to do something, can I not help? So I immediately went to her room and started pressing the power button of the notebook.
I looked around the mature woman's room next door, which can really be called a woman's secret place! There is a big bed in the room, and there is a faint fragrance in the air, which is exactly the same as her fragrance.