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Uncle Zhora, apparently completely lost his mind from vodka and from so sudden guests, began to knock on my door.
I began to dress quickly and just in case collect my things.
Turning the key in the door, I saw two heated young Caucasians, who immediately cooled down a bit and apologized and asked for two hours to empty the room.

In the corner, clinging to each other, there were two very young girls: one in bright challenging clothes, and the other – more modest, frightened to death in a short overcoat.
One of Caucasians, evil, flashing their eyes in their direction, commanded: “Come on in, girls, do not hesitate.
“The other one – silently took my suitcase and transferred it to Uncle Zory’s room.

In his room, I collapsed on the very first chair and could not imagine that I would tell my husband when he returned from work.
At first, I thought that I needed to leave, but where — in the whole city there was not a single soul soul, except for relatives, who so gladly got rid of us. lazypussy30 s hd cam show myfreecams
The brave uncle Jora found himself only in one right – the walls-partitions divided our room and his room purely conditionally, and it was too well heard how the glasses first rang behind the wall, men’s conversations in an incomprehensible language, then one of the girls strongly screamed, but to her, apparently, they gagged, and both beds creaked in unison.
I understood that one of the girls was far from professional, but I did not have the strength to even think about it.

I heard how excited, noisy guys came out on the stairs to smoke, as they agreed to treat the young girl together.
She shouted again, asked for help, but her cries were more than covered in a gaggle and groans of males contented with their lives.
Then the girls were hastily dressed, thrust money, expelled, and the guys took turns going to the bathroom and splashed there for a long time.
I sat in the room, afraid to move.
Uncle Jora, drunk, slept in the kitchen right on the table.
Two hours of brave Caucasians turned into four, but no one was going to go anywhere.
An unexpected knock at the door brought me out of my stupor.
One of them appeared in the doorway with a contented shaven face.
“Girl, we will leave now, live peacefully, and if we need, you understand, we will tell you or call you.”
Out of gratitude, I even got up from the chair, and, probably, he read some satisfaction on my face, that he immediately turned around and turned back.
“Girl, are you married?” “Yes,” I replied.
“This is bad, I would marry you.

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