05-21-2022, 12:10 PM
I slowly touched him with two fingers of my right hand, the first time I touched someone else's penis besides my own. And how many times have I imagined this in more than 10 years!
Then let me give you a ride home, it's already dark, and a nice girl like you shouldn't be walking around these neighborhoods alone.
Then serve me well.
There was a shocking picture in front of me, under one dimly burning transition lamp, a man was groping a woman, trying to pull off her skirt and bra. At the same time, he still managed to close her mouth so as not to scream. In general, I was a witness to the future rape. Torn pantyhose, half-pulled skirt and torn bra, all that this woman had at that time. I went upstairs, coming out of the underpass. There was silence all around, even those same alcoholics were not visible, only the wind and rain were heard, which began at the time when I was downstairs.
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For the first two years after we got married, she didn't like sex. She doesn’t love even now, and after she was raped in front of my eyes, she doesn’t love her especially. And that turns me on the most.
Before the arrival of my wife, I placed the guest once more crustaceans behind a currant bush. Slightly messed up. Not in the ass, traditionally. And it went with us. As soon as my wife is out of the gate, I go to bed with the guest. We will indulge, we will pile on, we will try everything and only then we go out into the street. And the wife? What about the wife? She is my shooter. Like historical musketeers. Shoot once and reload until tomorrow. All, hubby, good night. She gets hungry after her period. Here she can shoot a couple of times a day. And the guest is trouble-free, like a Kalashnikov assault rifle. Always ready to be your young pioneer. Just take the ass, she spreads her legs.
Katya got off me and pulled on her panties and pants. I tucked my cock back into my pants and got up and slapped Katya on the pope out of the toilet. Imperceptibly leaving the toilet and the eatery, we took the tickets and went to Katya.
Before that, I tried with several girls, but I didn’t get up all the time. And then, finally, he stood up. Perhaps because she, unlike them, did not "disdain" to take it in her mouth.
Well it's easy to solve honey. Of course me. suggested Eva Pavlovna.
Stop it. I already have enough.
Then let me give you a ride home, it's already dark, and a nice girl like you shouldn't be walking around these neighborhoods alone.
Then serve me well.
There was a shocking picture in front of me, under one dimly burning transition lamp, a man was groping a woman, trying to pull off her skirt and bra. At the same time, he still managed to close her mouth so as not to scream. In general, I was a witness to the future rape. Torn pantyhose, half-pulled skirt and torn bra, all that this woman had at that time. I went upstairs, coming out of the underpass. There was silence all around, even those same alcoholics were not visible, only the wind and rain were heard, which began at the time when I was downstairs.
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For the first two years after we got married, she didn't like sex. She doesn’t love even now, and after she was raped in front of my eyes, she doesn’t love her especially. And that turns me on the most.
Before the arrival of my wife, I placed the guest once more crustaceans behind a currant bush. Slightly messed up. Not in the ass, traditionally. And it went with us. As soon as my wife is out of the gate, I go to bed with the guest. We will indulge, we will pile on, we will try everything and only then we go out into the street. And the wife? What about the wife? She is my shooter. Like historical musketeers. Shoot once and reload until tomorrow. All, hubby, good night. She gets hungry after her period. Here she can shoot a couple of times a day. And the guest is trouble-free, like a Kalashnikov assault rifle. Always ready to be your young pioneer. Just take the ass, she spreads her legs.
Katya got off me and pulled on her panties and pants. I tucked my cock back into my pants and got up and slapped Katya on the pope out of the toilet. Imperceptibly leaving the toilet and the eatery, we took the tickets and went to Katya.
Before that, I tried with several girls, but I didn’t get up all the time. And then, finally, he stood up. Perhaps because she, unlike them, did not "disdain" to take it in her mouth.
Well it's easy to solve honey. Of course me. suggested Eva Pavlovna.
Stop it. I already have enough.
