Rita called us to drag Vitya to the bed, otherwise he might soon fall to the floor. We put it on my bed and my colleague snored cheerfully, quietly bringing out excellent roulades. And Natasha and I somehow so imperceptibly ended up in the hostess's bedroom and began to kiss passionately. I impudently pulled up her light skirt to the waist and, lowering her lace panties, began to enthusiastically knead her elastic ass, whose silky skin just burned me. Suddenly Natasha broke away from me and, asking where our toilet was, quickly clicked there with her high heels. And coming out of there, she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me sweetly, literally dragged me to bed. A second later, I was between her cool legs, how wonderful and exciting to stroke her legs. The slippery coolness of the stocking, then the hot tender skin above the cuffs and even higher, and she is without panties! My "fighter" just got a stake!
I had a real orgasm, and a confused woman skillfully portrayed it. I knew she was lying, but it was still nice.
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Well, because it is difficult to describe biology, you understand, when everything is noisy in the head, the heart is beating, in general, everything is a little different for us men.
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Then my aunt suggested that I wash and change. I gladly took a shower.
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I thought it would fall through the ground. But I softened the situation by saying the phrase, "then tell me which company the batteries last longer."