So that this is a strange, reminiscent of a feverish chills, excitation could mean? With great surprise, he listened to himself, watching the average growth of a girl, frozen in front of a tall, in human height, mirror. She looks 18 years old, she has lush hair, thoroughbred face and deep light brown eyes.
Hiding small breasts behind the cross, she opening her mouth, examines her reflection, then a weak smile touches her lips. Having dropped her hands, opening herself all, she slowly turns and takes a step in his direction. Approaching the sofa on which he sat, knelt down and rubbed his cheek on his leg.
She decided to take a bath. Not so shy about his gaze and cool gaze, she stood in a fragrant foam and smiled. With his index finger, he touched her right shoulder, led a slope of a slow line to his left chest, woke up around a sharp nipple, slipped into a lazhbin between the breasts. She thrown her head, sensitively listened to the movement of his hand, as if trying to read the drawn by him. Meanwhile, his writing hand glided lower and lower, spinning his stomach with smooth zigzags, crossed out a soft line at the base of the black triangle, and rushed to the center of the corner – startled, she slightly spread her legs, opening his access to the entrance.
— You misunderstood, ”he grinned, stroking the soft sashs of an intimate shell, and sharply took his hand to the side.— Do not stay here, great things are waiting for us!
She appeared ten minutes later, stood at the mirror, evaluating herself, and now, again she rubbed his cheek on his knee, like a cat, begging to affection, and turned to him with an unthinkable request.
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