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He said with a slight mockery: – You look amazing! Probably, she got someone, and he fucks you well.
– I try to keep up with you.
Maybe introduce the guest? – Willingly.

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We remained friends with her.
Both said at the same time: – Very nice! I asked, turning to the ex-spouse: – Drink with us? – Why not.
– As always, champagne? – Naturally.
I shot champagne at the ceiling and did not fail to boast: – Delivered from Paris itself.
My wife gladly drained the glass, and I poured in a new way.
Anna had a vulnerable spot: she was drunk from literally two or three glasses of champagne, which I wanted. hidden cam boy sex