jollenne webcam porn She vaguely understood what was going on around her, and in the wooden head there was only one thought about what was needed, by all means, to save precious coins.
Something solid penetrated the dry crack and, from the sharp pain, Buratina’s eyes opened wide in an instant.
She wanted to scream, but only tightened her grip on her teeth, and large tears rolled from her eyes.
The shaggy small segment seemed to her now thicker than Shushary’s club.

She clutched her hands over the grass, moaned through clenched teeth, tried her best to squeeze the tormented hole to stop this rough penetration, but all these manipulations seemed only to provoke the rapist.
The low thief pulled a wriggling girl with an inhuman rumbling, while the tall one began to unclasp her teeth with a wide toe.
Buratina with his last strength squeezed the exhausted dry vagina, and it turned out so strongly in her that the segment of the robber turned out to be as if held in a vice.

He howled.
He screamed in an inhuman voice, breaking the silence of the night.
He jerked, but it was not there, the spine was tight in the compressed hole.
Then the robber howled more than ever, but with a hint of doom.
Buratina could no longer squeeze her crack, she loosened her grip, the dick jumped out, and at the same moment she tracked down and bit high on the arm with all her might.
But it was not a hand, but a fox’s paw.
The rogue shouted wildly.
Buratina at this time turned out like a lizard, rushed to the hedge, dived into the prickly blackberry, leaving shreds of her skirt and jacket on the prickles, climbed over to the other side and rushed to the forest.
At the forest edge the robbers again caught up with her.
She jumped, grabbed a swaying branch and climbed a tree. teen girl webcam porn
Rogues – for her.
But they were hampered by bags on their heads.
Climbing to the top, Buratina reeled and jumped over to a nearby tree.

Rogues – for her.
But both immediately fell off and slammed to the ground.
While they groaned and scratched, Buratina slipped from the tree and started to run, turning her legs so quickly that they were not even visible.
From the moon the trees cast long shadows.
The whole forest was striped.
Buratina then disappeared in the shade, then a white cap flashed in the moonlight.
So she got to the lake.
The moon hung above the mirror-like water, as in a puppet theater.
Buratina rushed to the right – topko.
Left – topko.
And behind it again the boughs rattled.
– Hold, hold her !.
The robbers were already running up, they were jumping high from the wet grass to see Buratin.
“Here he is!” All she had to do was throw herself into the water.
At that time, she saw a white swan sleeping near the shore, with its head under its wing.
Buratina rushed into the lake, dived and grabbed the swan by the paws.

“Go-go,” the swan cackled, awakening, “what an indecent joke!” Leave my paws alone! Then Buratina stretched out her little hand and began to stroke the swan’s testicles with her palm, from which he languidly relaxed and breathed deeply.
The wooden girl braced herself, and no matter how sorry she was for the majestic bird with such nice big balls, she squeezed her hand tightly.
The swan angrily unfolded, opened its huge wings, and at the time when the robbers were already grabbing Buratin by the legs sticking out of the water, it was important that he flew across the lake, feeling that the grip had loosened and the girl was holding his paws again.
On the other side, Buratina opened her palms, splashed, jumped up and over moss bumps, and rushed through the reeds to run straight to the big moon – over the hills.
She wanted very much to thank her savior, ask for forgiveness and make amends, but was it a good time now ?.

From fatigue, Buratina barely moved her legs, like a fly in the fall on the windowsill.
Suddenly, through the hazel branches, she saw a beautiful lawn and in the middle of it – a small, moonlit house in four windows.
On the shutters are drawn the sun, moon and stars.
Large azure flowers grew around.
The tracks are sprinkled with clean sand.
A thin stream of water beat from the fountain, and a striped ball was dancing in it.
Buratina on all fours climbed onto the porch.
Knocked on the door.
The house was quiet.
She knocked harder — she must have slept soundly there.
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