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“Go and bring them to the bedroom, but first escort me there.”
Lena’s hands shook, her face suddenly turned pale.
But she immediately gathered and led me to her nest.

Applied.
“Psychology” I stayed, looking around the room.
Large double bed, covered with a silk satin bedspread.
A row of pillows in the head.
Ottoman in front of the mirror.
A pair of nightstands with some newfangled lamps.
There is a small sofa by the window, perhaps a canape.
Three doors: in one we entered, the second went Lena, probably the bathroom.
I looked into the third.
Wardrobe! There was a shelf with shoes, dresses hung in cabinets with transparent doors, and items of women’s underwear were placed on glass shelves.
Pretty impressive collection.
Everything is arranged in stacks.
Perfect order.
I returned to the room and lay down on the bed.
With my second eyes, I saw how she, clutching her lip from zeal or poorly hidden misunderstanding of my knowledge, took out toys from the closet and, unpacking them, put them in the sink.
Then she began to wash them, carefully blushing with a brush and soap.
Finally, having rinsed them, she folded these objects on a clean towel and, lifting the robe, took off her wet panties.
Gently folded, put them in a basket with dirty laundry and sat on the bidet.

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After that, with visible pleasure, I began to wash away, as if by chance, diving very deeply with my fingers into my hole.
Once there, the fingers stopped, scrolled, and with reluctance left the hot bosom.
All this time she was looking at the closed door, as if expecting me to tumble to her without pants and shake it.
It even amused me when she realized that I was not going to burst into the bathroom and work with her for what it was.
The facial expression was like a child who was shown a piece of candy, but they did not give it a try.
Women’s logic! They themselves do not know what they want.
If I had entered, she would have shouted at the whole house, accusing me of bad intentions.
And this, despite the fact that I am here at her request and invitation, and precisely for this! After finishing the procedure, she wiped herself dry with a towel and after a little thought, she took out her fresh panties, small and transparent, and climbed into them with a sigh.
Then she pulled back her robe and straightened it on her chest, took the bundle, entered the bedroom.
The expression on her face when she appeared in the bedroom was like that of a prisoner who had ascended the scaffold.
I was amused by this reaction, but I said in a normal voice: “Put the trinkets here,” and tapped his hand on the bed next to me.

“Okay,” she nodded and put the bundle on the bed.
– Yes, sit down you! There is no truth in the legs.
– I joked.
She smiled shyly and, looking back, chose an ottoman.
She sat down, her legs tightly folded, and she covered her bare knees with her palms.
– I.
She began to speak.
– Here I have a question.
– I interrupted her.
– You showered and put on clean panties! What for? And what am I here for? You can answer? She again flushed hard breathing.
– Did you spy? – Not.
Why do I need it.
I’m a psychologist.
– After a pause, he added – or am I mistaken?
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