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providence threw me here.
– You say it was a long time ago.
But at least about how long? Asked Duval again.

– I do not know.
Probably fifteen times was the rainy season.
– How old were you when you got here? “About forty-five.”
Yes, forty five.
He was silent, apparently, the memories that were given to him with difficulty, caused him almost physical pain.
“Consequently, now you are about sixty years old,” Duvall estimated.
“Sir,” Anna decided to speak, “and all this time.”
were you completely alone? – Yes, madam.
“It’s time for us to come back, it will be dark soon,” noted Serge, “but I, with your permission, will come to you.”
– Yes of course.
– Jimenez got up and, looking Anna in the eyes, spoke politely almost embarrassed: – Madame, I apologize for that.
kidnapped you.
I swear, I didn’t have in my thoughts to cause you any evil.
I was looking for a companion.
it’s hard to explain, but.
Not having finished speaking, he glanced at Serge and, somehow smiling naively, remarked: – Sir, you have an amazing wife.

I didn’t kidnap her for what you’ve probably thought of.
I wanted to talk.
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“I believe you,” Serge bent his head, then he looked into his brown, inflamed eyes and added: “I promise you will now have good neighbors.”
When they approached the house, Anna asked to come to the waterfall – she wanted to wash off the unpleasant memories of the touch of Jimenez, the terrible smell that made her nauseous.
“Now, honey, you can well become Helen of Trojan,” Duvall smiled.
– What are you talking about? – Anna did not understand.
“Well, of course, because of you, war might break out on the island,” he laughed, for which he was very bitten on the buttock.
– Oh, you so, madam! – Duval grabbed her and kissed her lips as if he wanted to pierce his little mouth through his tongue.
He felt her tremble at her kiss, her legs gave way, and she hung limply on his arms.
Serge looked into the wider black eyes and drowned in them, as in a pool.
He already knew her look, calling, willing to do anything, allowing to do with her any madness.

Catching her armpits, he raised Anna, so that her stiff mounds were at the level of his face.
He buried his nose in the hollow, slid his lips over it, rose from the base to the sharp little tips with kisses, began to suck them up to the most pink “medallions”.
Warm streams of waterfall swaying with muslin hid lovers.
Duval has forgotten about everything, enjoying the delightful tender “blancmange” of his beloved.
Anna’s hands wrapped around his head, fingers tangled in his long hair, naughty and tough.
The chiseled legs enveloped his waist, the soft, hot little place pressed against his stomach.
Duval felt how her ass, trembling with desire, twitches, and her whole body, in small goose bumps, in flowing drops of water, burns with internal fire.
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