The increasing demand for cars is still rapidly growing, it is also the same in Tanzania. Though most Tanzanians prefer big cars with big spaces either for family or cargo, it’s not a wrong choice because most of the cars they prefer are one of the most popular models worldwide.
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[li]Toyota IST (Hatchback)[/li][li]Toyota Harrier (SUV)[/li][li]Subaru Forester (SUV)[/li][li]Nissan Dualis (SUV)[/li][li]Toyota RAV4 (SUV)[/li][li]Toyota Corolla Rumion (Hatchback)[/li][li]Toyota Alphard (Mini Van)[/li][li]Toyota Premio (Sedan)[/li][li]Toyota Vanguard (SUV)[/li][li]Toyota Corolla Spacio (Mini Van)[/li][/ol]
Twende kazi
Toyota IST (Hatchback)
The car’s name is derived from the suffix “-ist,” the name points to a person who is passionate about something (stylist, artist, specialist, and so on)
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[SIZE=6]Toyota Harrier (SUV)
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[SIZE=6]Subaru Forester (SUV)
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Hizi gari unahitaji kua na pesa ngapi to have one.
[SIZE=6]Nissan Dualis (SUV)[/SIZE]
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[SIZE=6]Toyota RAV4 (SUV)
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[SIZE=6]Toyota Corolla Rumion (Hatchback)
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[SIZE=6]Toyota Alphard (Mini Van)
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[SIZE=6]Toyota Premio (Sedan)
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[SIZE=6]Toyota Vanguard (SUV)
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[SIZE=6]Toyota Corolla Spacio (Mini Van)
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@T255 mbongo mjinga hii vita ya Ukraine na Russia. Huko danganyika MWA egemea Pande gani.
Ondoa neno mjinga tuweze kuongea.
Sawa basi msenge endelea kufirwa mkundu…[SIZE=7]kumamayo.[/SIZE]
Are you feeling better now?
moisture. She had certainly never considered her son a sexual being, or partner. She was happily married, and although her husband had had a stroke three months earlier and the doctor had suggested no sex for a period of six months, she was not sexually frustrated. Her husband’s fingers and her vibrator had provided all the sex she required.
The bouncing cock rubbing against her pussy slowly demanded her full attention. She couldn’t help but squeeze her ass cheeks together, to try to close her exposure, but it had the opposite affect, it reminded her that an eighteen year old cock was thrusting itself against the lips of her wet pussy. Terri felt what she thought was an answering thrust from Rick’s prick to her movement. Why that little brat, she thought, he is coming on to me by flexing his cock against me. But instead of getting angry, she actually responded by again pushing against his rising rod. Minutes later, they whipped into the drive at the farm, and Terri breathed a sigh of relief. She had been dangerously close to starting something that could have ruined both their lives.
The road got a little rougher and the motion of the truck added a side to side sway to the jogging motion. Rick would have sworn the heat coming from her thighs and ass increased more and more. It couldn’t have been more like fucking if they had been in a bed. Just when he was about to blow his load all over, they turned into the farm drive and the truck rolled to a stop.
“There,” said Jean, “that wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“I thought it worked out perfect,” his mother said. She turned on his lap, grinding her ass against his hard cock, and slowly slid out of the truck to the ground, her dress sliding up until her panties were just peeking from underneath. “I don’t think Rick minded a bit. Did you honey?” She turned to him and winked.
He couldn’t believe what she had said.
“Ah, no, I agree with you, it was just perfect. The time just flew by,” he said.
“Great,” Jean said. "Why don’t we go in and see where Dad wants this stuff put.
“Rick,” his mom said, “why don’t you stay out here and, ah, maybe untie the covering, you know get things settled down.” Her eyes flicked to his crotch and returned to his face. He blushed, when he realized his hard-on was standing out tent like from the front of his shorts.
“Okay, I’ll . . . I’ll get things ready to carry in,” he stammered
She grinned and walked around the truck to join Jean on her way to the house.
Within twenty minutes, the load was in the house, and they were ready to start home. But as usual when they visited grandma, she insisted they take some home-canned fruit home with them, so they ended up with three large cardboard boxes. Just as they were loading them, it began to rain. Grandpa suggested we put the boxes in the truck to keep the cardboard from getting wet and falling apart, so again there were boxes taking up the middle of the truck seat and Terri had to ride on Rick’s lap again.
Within a short distance, Rick’s cock achieved its original proportions and began rubbing her pussy. There was little doubt he knew it was exciting her. If her panties hadn’t slipped into her crack, and began rubbing her clit each time the truck bounced his cock against her, she would have been able to keep herself under control. Actually, Terri accidentally made the first thrust. Although later she was to wonder if it had been all accident. Her leg was falling asleep because of the odd angle she was holding it and she raised her foot slightly to move it. The resulting loss of support of her ass had allowed it to rest heavier on her son’s cock. When he pushed back in response, she was unable to keep her wet pussy from answering the hard rod tapping at its portal.
The trip home was slower due to the rain, but just as rough, and within the first mile his hard-on was back in full force. His mom adjusted her ass so his rigid cock fit exactly between her legs and his cock was thrust tightly against her pussy. After a few rough jolts, he felt what appeared to be a soft push downward against his prick from his mom’s ass. It was hard to tell. He waited for a moment then was sure he felt another push. He was afraid to return the push, for fear he was imagining things, doing a lot of wishful thinking. Then it happened again and there was little doubt his mom was pushing her pussy against his hard-on. In answer he flexed his cock.