porn behind the camera A pretty dusty, stretched in length, little red machine, probably belonged to the family – in the backseat Lena noticed some children’s toys.
– Is there no one in the area? – Benedict asked.
– No, – just in case, Lena looked around, but from here she didn’t even hear the splash of water, or the noisy laughter of her friends.
The master, without hesitation, gave a new order.

Elena looked around fearfully, but obediently for the second time today, pulled off her swimming trunks.
She went to the jeep and gently leaned on the hood.
The machine did not even squeak.
Threw panties on the ground, next to the wheel.
Benedict dictated the team slowly, giving Elena a couple of extra seconds to perform.
The voice felt confidence, calm.
As if he absolutely knows what he is doing.
And it made Lena’s heart beat a little bit harder.
From the anticipation of a new adventure, which she will be able to recall in the evening and say: “The day is not wasted!” And at the same time, Benedict’s voice strangely soothed Elena.

She knew that the guy would not give her a hurt.
She will not force her to run out naked on the beach and scream: “I am a whore!” Lena carefully climbed onto the hood of the jeep, sitting down on her bare ass. porn behind the camera
Cool metal pleasantly cooled the body, the girl immediately felt a new wave of excitement.
By the order of the Master, Elena spread her legs apart and caressed her hole the way Benedict ordered – she pressed her lips with her fingers and with slight pressure went from the clitoris to the bottom and back.
Movement wildly excited.
As soon as Lena’s fingers returned to the pea of ??the clitoris, she realized that inside her womb a real fire was already raging.
Her breathing became a little sharper, the girl threw back her head, groaning slightly.
“Do not turn your head,” Benedict’s new team is.
Elena was not going to do it anyway, but when she heard the order, she immediately realized that now she definitely wanted to turn around.
Imagination immediately drew her as someone quietly stepped into the parking lot and now, with her eyes wide open in surprise, she peers at the masturbation girl on the hood.

The thought made Lena’s cheeks redden slightly.
She tried to drive away from this game of imagination, but all to no avail.
The brain stubbornly shoved her similar pictures.
“Bastard!” – Helen thought flashed through her, while she thrust her fingers into a wet hole one by one, moaning gently every time the finger was completely inside.
With his team alone, Benedict inflamed Lena’s imagination, causing her to be embarrassed at the thought that maybe someone was watching her.
And this thought, although it caused a slight shame, at the same time excited Helena – after all, whoever it is, but he is silent.
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