teen boy webcam wank Once at work, the courier gave her four roses – the note contained only the name “Nikolay”.
Probably no one in the world can swear that she knows women – but it so happened that the next day she called him herself.
During another sex with Nikolai, when she, closing her eyes with happiness, jumped on him, he unexpectedly slapped her on the bottom.
Lena squeezed her breasts in ecstasy.

There was another slap, more insistent.
The woman just broke off from this, a storm of sensuality swept over her.
Then, when they, coming to their senses, peacefully breathed, Nikolay, clinging to Lenin’s back, firmly squeezed her small breasts in her hands.
You’re beautiful.
bitch.
Now, when she returned to him, he saw a renewed, completely different woman.
She had already allowed herself to be laid as he pleased.
Hanging over her, he wondered about the effects, giggling convulsively, evaluating frankly dissolute poses in which he took her, as he wanted, with sophistication, without tenderness, deliberately rude.

Lena silently breathed.
Silent and pliable, she acted on him like a red rag on a bull, more and more inflaming her sophisticated imagination.
Are you not ashamed to sleep with me after all that happened, eh? Well, of course not.
Probably you, shameless girl, liked it at the dacha? I think it will be necessary to repeat this number.
– Nikolai twisted her nipples with his fingers.
– Admit it – did you stop there non-stop? Yes? Come on? Lena’s breasts in the hands of a lover began to shrink.
Oh! She cried from the unexpected.
the pains.
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How about rough sex? Are you afraid? – she tore his hands and slipped out of bed.
– Bad girl.
Very bad.
From the insolent handling of white breasts flushed.
Helen stared at her lover: Listen, what do you want? You did not even apologize to me for giving.
Do you want me to leave? Looks like he was amused by her surge.
Nikolay conciliatory grinned in smile.
She returned to his bed.
Upon entering it and making it moan, he squeezed his breasts again, and began to twist defenseless nipples.

Admit, finished there in the garage? – he continued to ask everything, peering into the reddened face of a rattled Lena, enjoying his power over her, her embarrassment.
He tortured his chest and asked until the poor woman groaned in his voice and, hiding her face on his chest from shame, whispered hopelessly: Yes, she had finished.
Are you happy? Admitting this, Lena began to cry.
And Nikolai was really pleased.
Gradually, he began to cool down to her.
Just to have a beautiful chick, my colleague, didn’t give more pleasure, there was no longer the first novelty, that impatience.
He got what he wanted, she brought him joy, but at the same time the meetings were similar to one another.
He was gradually tired.
Once, when they lay in bed during the day, he spoke of Victor.
About how he – his friend – is unhappy, how busy he is at work, how he gives himself all to the common cause – the prosperity of the company.
A few phrases – “pacifying his pride,” “necessary return” – he repeated more often than others.

Elena, covered with a blanket, lay with her back to him, feeling her hand groping below.
The more he ranted, the clearer in the pier glass she saw the fear on her face.
Please, – said Nikolai with the convincing tone of a man who also does not like this conversation, but because of the debt.
– We will not tell anyone about this.
Just me, you and him.
He just loves you for so long.
She, buried in a pillow, bitterly burst into tears.
What he inclined towards her did not find in her any response except disgust and hatred.
Give him.
I beg.
Please, ”Nikolai persistently asked, twirling one of her chestnut curls on her finger.
– You are not worth anything.
I’m not a whore.
She said softly and somehow lostly.
Every woman has a little bit of whore.
Go to hell.
– she pushed him and jumped to the sink, wash your face.
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