It's all Daniele's fault. Part 1

No, because I have to lick your feet.

Go on.

What?

If you want, you're in the room.

Let's start here.

Shit, it's only the second floor.

It's not the same.

Go on.

I'll do the doggy to the room

Yes, really?

Yes, yes.

Get up, baby, please.

Get her up.

Come on, please.

Crazy fool.

I can't believe it.

Please, baby, go.

Please continue.

Please, love.

There are no cameras.

There are no cameras.

Yes, yes.

Except for this one.

Mother of God.

Look at this.

Wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait

Wait.

Wait.

You want to see us here?

Yes, yes.

Go on.

They're rough.

They're rough.

See?

I can tell you can write it off.

Feelings.

I'm good.

I'll put Shilin's mask on it.

Did we get the bottles?

No shit.

We didn't take it.

But if I have another one

Come on.

If I have another fucking one.

If I have another bottle of gin

Wait a minute. Give me a break.

I'll take it back.

You're already barefoot.

Don't fuck me, I'm begging you.

What?

It's Daniel's fault.

The future Senator.

He wants to be a Senator.

We gave the cell phone number tonight.

Then we call it quitsing.

You can't shrink.

I don't know.

You don't even have to learn it.

I'm fucking shrinking.

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