Her name is Natalie Gal and I am in love.

She looks familiar, but maybe that is just because she’s Russian and I’ve been dreaming about a Russian wife for the last 2 decades…something that may be easy to pull off, but I’m more into real love…and eternal happiness…because there is just something magical about their amazing faces, and the fact that I am convinced they don’t really have a soul…thanks to communism, but I like to think that unlike other Russians this one has a soul, and it is my soul’s mate…at least it should be when laying around in beds half naked like this…

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