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They immediately approached us and asked for documents, but we did not take them with us for evil.
Their elder eyes gleamed and a malicious little smile appeared on his face.
“Well, my dears have got caught,” said the officer.

We tried to justify, and then buy off, but all in vain.
“We don’t need your tanks, we’re tired and hungry for sex, so wake up your guts with your asses.”
“- said their elder and went to the bartender. sex with milf hidden cam
And the remaining two sat between us.
The one who sat next to his wife without ceremony began to paw her and slowly undress.
Although there was practically nothing on it.
The topic was eaten covering the floor of the chest and a mini skirt.
The elder said something to the bartender and he immediately drove out those bukharikov and closed the entrance to the cafe.
Next to me, the sitting cop on the radio invited reinforcements to the cafe.
All three of them, oddly enough, were under two meters and healthy as the Vikings.
Having undressed the wife completely only having left on her stockings they put it on a bench so that her head hung from her. sex with milf hidden cam