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Sex in a reserved car
Stranger in the night train
Natasha by Skype
Sveta-saleswoman and Anna Sergeevna
Spa sex
Part 1
Part 2
Sexual Slavery Club
Male harem
Office Sex
Porn
Lesbians
Acquaintance with Alice
The first meeting
Second meeting
The third meeting
Ani’s Story
Blow job
The first night
The second night
The third night
Cunnilingus
Mushrooms
Cyrus
Palace
Games
Lightning
Group sex
Mistress
A game
Club
Scourge
In the summer I went south on the train. The top shelf, a reserved car, a couple of days on the road. On the lower shelf there is a woman with glasses, on the contrary – an elderly couple, on the side seats – mothers with children. To go a long time, the table is constantly busy, then the spouses eat lunch, then the “teacher” reads the book and eats chocolate sweets. I called the neighbor from the bottom “teacher”, she really looked like a teacher in her big glasses. She has big black horn-rimmed glasses on her nose, her face is smooth, but stern. Age because of the glasses is difficult to determine, probably an old mother or a young grandmother. My share is the upper shelf, where I rest and read and flip through the Internet and sleep and look out the window. Women are young in the car a lot, but almost all with children.
Night, dark, the clatter of wheels. The car throws at the junctions (or not at the junctions?), It seems now it will capsize. I lie with my eyes open and imagine how I bathe and dive in the transparent, slightly cool sea to which I’m going. Sleep in one eye, he slept during the day. Boka is already aching from this shelf. Go for a walk? And where to go, except the toilet. The neighbors are all asleep. Elderly snoring in their places. The teacher lies quietly, too, asleep. On the side shelves in general, curtained sheets, they are not visible and can not be heard. Yes, now you can not see and nothing at all. How can I find my sneakers? To the touch. He went, stood in the toilet, then went out into the vestibule, stood there, went back. So do not hunt back on the shelf, knead the sides. The teacher lies face to face. She picked up her legs to her, there was a place to sit down. I’ll sit. Night, knocking on wheels, snoring, driving. We are going to the sea!
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“Natasha,” my voice sat down and I spoke low and hoarse, “Natasha, do you have anything under your robe?” Natasha blushed, it was visible even through our inferior cameras and blinked with her big eyelashes. “Almost nothing,” she said, “only panties.” – “And what color are they?” – “White”. “And show me?” Natasha got up from behind the table, slightly flung open the hem of her dressing gown and I saw a small slice of white panties. My excitement peaked. I put my left hand in my shorts, the benefit of Natasha on the computer could not see it. My gun was completely ready for battle. I myself marveled at his power. Natasha’s bare legs affected me like a red rag on a bull. I could not think of anything else.
Natasha lived in another city, a few thousand kilometers from me, so we did not meet “live” with her. Our meetings on Skype did not last very long. We quarreled because of something and did not correspond anymore. Oh, Natasha…
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