Wait, honey, stop or I’ll finish now ..., I whispered in my ear, the girl didn’t seem to hear me right away, she slowed down the pace. Now she gently stroked the testicles, sometimes pressing them just a little. This wave of sweet pain only increased my desire.
I was sitting in my place on the bench when she came and again tried to squeeze past me. And again put on his knees, kissed. There were no panties under the dress, and the busie disappeared somewhere in the depths of the bath. They caressed, got off their knees, drank a little. I did not want to go into the house and just talked about different topics. Vitka was also touched. She's not going to disturb anyone. And they may not go to visit, but let them come at least occasionally. After all, everything is for them: a house, a farm, a garden.
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My cunt is pulsing inside: either pressing my husband's cock, then releasing it, the husband cannot stand this torture by sex and begins to move the cock to the top, trying to plunge it even deeper into my cunt. Here he ends with delight and almost a roar, his sperm portion after portion is shot from a dick into my cunt. Trembling all over, I finish in the wake of him. Inside the pussy, everything contracts and unclenches many, many times and I make loud lingering sounds of pleasure ... My husband and I gradually calm down and fall asleep, almost on top of each other.
There were two exits from the restaurant. One across the street, and the second directly to the hotel. The men went through the second one, and the devils pulled me to smoke on the porch. This is where the complete krantets came to me. Immediately a couple of girls invited me to a restaurant. I denied that I had just come from the table, and there was no money. (It is a feat to confess that you have no money to treat a lady). Happiness is not in money, they assured me, and not even in their quantity. It's just boring to sit alone, but I could keep a company. The situation was saved by the restaurant manager. Also Luda. Apparently in their town with a fantasy, their parents are straining. For a month and a half I met entirely with Lyuda, Natasha and two Nadia. Yes, another Elvira.
He helped me get to the car, kissed me goodbye and ran without saying a word to the approaching bus. I even felt somehow offended, like this, to leave without saying a word after all that had happened. I sat in the car for a long time, came to my senses. But then I get a text message. It was a text message from him.
Now you can go to the toilet to masturbate.
I wish I could.