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I did not even have time to think whether I would like it or not, when suddenly it happened.
Having swallowed my cock into herself as much as possible, Alexandra began to move her cock with trembling movements, filling my mouth with her sperm.
Lisa thoughtfully looked out the window: “Well, what should I do, not for the first time, in the end I have my own pride or not? I can’t leave it like that!” It was about the recent business trip of her husband and colleagues to Peter.

Her beloved one returned from the whole three-day trip, and soon she felt something was amiss – she had unpleasant feelings when urinating, a slight burning sensation and scabies in an intimate place.
The diagnosis of the doctor after degrading tests was also disappointing – a paravenergic disease.
Yes, she drank a course of creepy antibiotics, so we can say that now everything is behind, but the sediment of bitterness is tormenting her so far: to exchange it for some kind of sales whore – how dare he? And this is after the promises that this will never happen again.
Half a year ago, he had already brought her gardnellosis, but then before that she was on refresher courses in Saratov for two months and therefore forgave her husband’s love affairs under his oath promises that this would not happen again, but here again.
Well, what is he missing? What is he doing? The latter, dear readers, does not apply to her husband, but rather to the movements of a massage therapist.
At the moment of not the most optimistic thoughts, Lisa was lying on the table down with her tummy, and a young man in a tracksuit was puffing above her while making a massage.
The action took place in the recreation area of ??a large organization of bureaucratic nature, where she worked.
At that moment, when Liza’s thoughts were interrupted, the massage therapist gently moved his palms over the upper parts of the ward’s buttocks, pushing them under her panty rubber band, and massaged the already far from the lumbar region according to Liza’s understanding.

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Here it is necessary to make a small lyrical digression.
Liza turned thirty-two a month ago; she was one of the few young mothers possessing happy body parameters for a

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woman, in other words, the body proportions that are not transmitted by words, which are called sexy.
Colleagues, and they were mostly women alone, envied Lisa.
When she appeared at work in the morning in the morning, everyone gasped, asked where they bought it, and how much, they immediately asked to buy it the same.
Indeed, on her figure, even mediocre outfits sat immaculately.
If you add to this a sweet face with big green eyes, blond from the birth soft strands of hair and a pleasant sweetish timbre of your voice, it will become clear to you that Lisa’s sadness about her husband’s adventures had some reason.
It cannot be said either that in the marital bed our heroine was shackled, in a good mood she, one might say, enthusiastically licked her testicles to her husband, deeply sucked cock, could show a striptease, took any poses at will of her husband.
The only thing she couldn’t allow was anal sex.
Rather, her husband’s little finger in the ass, she found even pleasant at the time of excitement, but panicked by the penetration of his fat member, so much so that even a sincere desire to give her loved every conceivable pleasure in sex could not overcome the fear.
Like any other married woman, Lisa tried to save on purchases, frequent sales and fairs, and various promotions of shopping centers with significant discounts.
That massage, which she needed to maintain the tone of the spine, which bruised in childhood, she and her friends at work got almost free.
It all started with a handwritten announcement on the turntable, where massage services were offered at a low price, provided that a group of at least 10 people was completed.
Those who wanted to get “cheap and angry” were found quickly, the authorities allocated a rest room for the “wellness group” provided it was used at the end of the working day, but now she could not remember whether anyone had asked this guy for a diploma and license.
In the meantime, the hands of the masseur relaxed noticeably and continued their brazenly exciting stroking of the back and hemispheres of Liza’s ass, gradually increasing the area of ??penetration.
Lisa turned around and saw the concentrated face of the “expert”, whose eyes turned from her body towards her – the young man smiled as if in nothing and whispered deviously: “Do you like it?” Unexpectedly, Lisa heard her own voice: “Yes, go on! Toilet hidden cam xxx.

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