We are at the Dusky Sea. It’s time for the rest and relaxation. To hand such moments we abhor the crowds and try to find a desolate beach where we could stay absolutely in nature's garb. Our real amateur pair likes spending time jointly. We don’t even have to fuck to feel the full satisfaction. All we need is to talk about no thing, to gulp some wine beneath the crestfallen skies, to bathe in the kewl sea and to sing songs beneath the sound of my guitar…
