Galchonok was waiting for us in a pre-prepared apartment, preparing sweets and light drinks, everything had to be beautiful. Having arrived at the place, Maxim and I, already in the car, talking about football, continued the conversation at home over champagne, and Galchonok hid in the kitchen.
Well, I'm a deer! I don't have her number!
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"No. I suggested when I compared your photos"
I returned the wet panties to their place, which immediately stuck around the lips and clitoris of my wife, through them the pussy was already visible almost the same as without them at all, then I got up and went to the front door. Vera looked at me with a blissfully questioning look. I said that I would quickly take a shower and come back, she asked me to pour her champagne from a bucket of ice prudently standing on the table, in which there was also a bottle of whiskey. I poured her a glass, she meowed "faster" and I left the room, in which the lack of a bathroom was the only drawback.
Honey, are you sitting here in the kitchen? I came to drink some water. Oh, I forgot my dressing gown again, my head was completely filled with something else I took it off so as not to tease the boys and under the covers, as I hid yesterday. Yes, they will not tell me anything, they are also naked. Yes, I myself asked them not to embarrass me. Then I also hid them under the covers, so we lie together, chatting, hiding. What did you hear? Yes, the neighbors are probably fucking, but someone is lucky. What is running down my legs? And yes, it's probably mine. Well, how did you want me to lie with naked men and not flow, my nature is like that. And the lips are not swollen, nothing is red, it seemed to you and in general they have probably been waiting for me, so you have very little time left, and you spend it on nit-picking. Stop looking at it, kiss my pussy or did I run away? Mm, like this, tongue, spread your lips, yes, more, well, that's enough, I have to go, behave yourself here and don't masturbate without me.
He went headlong into work, regularly relieving patients of depression and other troubles, while he himself suffered silently. And once they had a night conversation on the most painful topic. Alexey has long understood that the jealous feeling from what he himself wants to propose to his wife takes possession of him more and more, excites, seduces with his depravity.
My name is Christina. I am 23 years old. I have a husband Oleg. We have been married for two years, there are no small ones. At this age, we already had difficulties in bed: little surprise, passion faded. Oleg began to behave like a gray-haired old fart (he doesn’t want to fuck on the table, he’s tired of BDSM, and sex is on schedule). With my fourth size, I did not know where to spend such a potential. And most importantly, why does he behave like this: a decent dick, hardy in bed. Just at such a difficult time, my sister and her fiance decided to come to me. Then everything happened.