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I turned to her, and not approaching, unbuttoned her bra.
I looked into her eyes, and she looked at me, she looked at me, as if she had never seen a woman, as if I were a man, my heart began to drum.
I took off my bra, my chest sagged.
I had a wide chest, with smooth and big nipples, she looked to the sides not like most women directly, but to the sides, maybe it was because I loved to sleep on my stomach and therefore, in my youth I was even shy of my unusual chest but now no, no.
I wanted Olya to look at me, to see me the way I am.
She looked at me closely, I saw it in her expression of eyes, in her facial expressions on her face, in the way she put her palm on her chest and pressed herself to her.
It’s amazing how soft she is, flashed through my head, and keeps her shape so well.
I went to the chair and put a bra on it, and then returned to the place, like on the podium, ran my hand over my shoulders, straightened the tuft of hair at the back of my head, though the hair did not lose shape, but I wanted to pull time, I could not proceed to the next step.
But no matter how much time I took, I would still have to take off my skirt, but in place of this I began to pull the skirt up to the top.
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It was inconvenient, she was narrow, but I was in no hurry and lifted her gently, and as soon as my fingers reached for the bottoms, I picked them up and began to take off.
With a casual movement, I threw them on the same chair as the rest of the things.
I loved underwear, it gave comfort, beauty, tenderness to the body and just sexy, so despite this summer, I wore stockings, they were a little brighter than the dark skirt, thereby contrastingly drawing their shape.
I already wanted to take pictures of them, but then Olya started to move, she picked up her cosmetic bag, opened it, got something out and went to me.
I did not see what she was holding in her palm, and it was foolish to ask what she would hold, I wanted that too.
Approaching me, she was spinning, her body very easily turned on one leg, her chest was rocking to the beat of her movement, she approached me and sat down at my feet.
“Sit down,” she asked me.
I squatted on my haunches, just like her, the remnants of the skirt ridden up at the waist, exposing a strip of naked body after stockings.
Against the background of dark stockings, my skin glowed, and considering that I hadn’t sunbathed this year, it was just pale, even in the dark it glowed.
Olya opened her palm, there lay a small screw-up jar, she opened it, ran it several times through its contents, it looked like a cream, and then said.
– Spread your knees – and looked into my eyes.
I obeyed her, I was curious.
Olya lowered greased fingers between my legs, and touching the lips, she ran them several times.
It was nice, the touch of fingers on my lips, I immediately realized how wet they were, not wet, but wet.
The languor passed through my body.
“Still,” I said, barely squeezing myself out.
Tolyan was right in many ways.
As soon as the official part of the celebration was over, our colleagues jumped into a taxi and drove off to their homes.
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