Not a drop of rain for this dry heat! Come, girls, let`s go bail water. Let`s drag our delta-shaped buckets to that huge square field where our bodies can pulse to the water`s lapping. Crouched, straining to catch each trickle from the rockheads, our buttocks tighten with such labor. Indeed, we work so hard we forget the effort and, taking a final stance to bend and lift — you part your legs a second, and it`s filled.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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