Two naughty bitches have fun with a guy

He's dead. Or not?

He's gonna die. - I wasn't expecting a fucking second fuck.

I wasn't actually ready for it physically.

I wasn't prepared.

Did you find a way to make it?

But he never does. I'll delete it now.

He's not coming. - Yeah.

How else is he going?

He's got a star.

Why doesn't he type?

He's got money. Why doesn't he type?

Come on, you're the expert.

He is.

He usually does it himself.

He's a human being.

Oh, I want a baby, but we're not gonna make it. We're sitting ducks. - Are we still going? I don't know yet. - She doesn't even know what it is.

I don't know. - I don't know either.

Would you go with him?

I don't really want to. - I don't know.

Would you go?

I didn't mean to.

Maybe they said we'd come. I don't know.

Can't blend in, I'd say.

I don't give a fuck about that woman, though.

On one hand,.

What time is it?

It's been hours.

Almost.

No, two.

Unfortunately,.

You're gonna see it and cry.

I'm telling you.

You're gonna cry.

The dryer floats in a little place.

Two twelve. - Two twelve.

It's not three, it's two.

Thank you, Maxim.

Oh.

Cool.

...