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Before lunch there was still a lot of time and he called me to his room. fuck machine camgirl
From nothing to do, I went to him.
Uncle Misha promised to treat me to Pepsi (in the shops with her he was strained).

There was nothing to talk about, but when he left the room, I saw something on his shelf to bring a porn magazine (a rarity for those times).
It so fascinated me that I did not notice how he entered.
I instantly threw the magazine at random, and he pretended not to notice it.
Now he sat on the bed next to me.
Komorka was small, there was only a chair, a small table and a narrow single bed.
He asked if I had a girlfriend, then he took the magazine that I was watching and, jokingly, suggested to me. fuck machine camgirl