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Burning with shame, she dutifully put off her clothes and, embarrassingly quivering with the pompous biblical Eve, she again appeared before him.
Not paying attention to her daughters standing shyly in a corner, the prince pushed the woman down and shamelessly parted the thick columns of her legs, smacking her dick into her.
Oh, father! What are you doing with me? – Instantly forgetting about her daughters, Martha asked him tremblingly.

Standing in the corner, his yesterday’s beloveds were shyly glowing with beautiful faces, eagerly gazing at his mother, who was shaking him.
They knew what pleasure she felt under him.
Plaintively crying from shame, they admitted to her that having made them women, the master brought them many pleasant moments.
Now, they hoped that he would remember them again.
Blissfully closing her intoxicating eyes, mother jerked up her fat thighs under her master.
He rose high above her, then the girls saw a thick member deeply plunging into its well-stretched hole.
Crushing her huge buttocks, blissfully moaning, distraught from his caress mother, jerked jerking under him.
With a long moan, she moaned, stretched out her trembling legs and squeezed him with thick thighs, shuddered under him.
Rising from her, he looked at them, then beckoned with a finger, scaredly pressed against the wall, the youngest Paul, grabbed her hand and threw her onto the bed, raised the hem.
Red with shame, she closed her eyes hopelessly.
The prince noticed that her well was wet.
Shuddering under his dick, and jerking her bare legs to the hips, she stretched her belly, moaning.
Then, crying out in pain, she spread them limply.
Lying on it, the master enjoyed her young, supple body.
Publishing a long moo, he lowered the seed into it.
Filling them, she almost certainly was sure that she would conceive a baby from him.
Watching them, Marfa Sidorovna thought that her 12-year-old daughter had become a woman very early.

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Year in 95, when I finished the current-current school, fate brought me together with a beautiful kind girl, a pure virgin, humble and chaste.
She almost always walked in a long skirt with a small slit, in which her beautiful legs sometimes flashed, and in a sweater that hid her little figure.
This look was completed by glasses in a wide frame, which she undoubtedly walked.
We got acquainted with her then at some youth party, when people were going to not just drink, but just sit and talk.
Later we met her, walked around the city, through the parks, looked at the May nature and breathed warm spring air.
On one of these walks she inadvertently twisted her leg, and, taking a taxi, had to take her home.
She lived on the third floor in a house without an elevator and with a little limp with my help, we got to her apartment.
There she sat on the sofa, and I gently pulled off her shoes, began to massage her ankles.
She lay back and slightly pulled her skirt up, obviously enjoying it.
I was squatting in front of her, holding her leg on my knees, and she accidentally, or maybe not accidentally, slipped and rested straight into the bulge on my pants.
In her eyes, the lights began to play and she, with some pressure, carried her foot through my trousers right along my hardening member.
“I like it,” she asked slyly, squinting.
“Of course,” I said already, pressing my leg to my groin. panties.
It turned out, however, that there were no panties on her, but her sponges, covered with thick hairs, which she, apparently, had never shortened, opened my eyes.
Her skirt was already raised to the top, when she quietly asked.
“Kiss me there,” and I spread my legs wide open. I buried my head in her skirt and ran my tongue over her lips, pressing down on them.
They parted and after passing the tongue around entering the vagina, I felt like a tremor in her body, and how wet she became.
– Enough, – she asked soon – I had already finished,

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Embarrassed, I got out from under her skirt.
She was sitting all red, her sweater was pulled up, two rather large breasts protruded from under her, which she wrinkled with her hands, her nipples were small and stood upright, and around them were dark-colored mugs.
She silently reached out to me, I got up, she quickly unbuttoned my pants, and, jerking along with the shorts, pulled them down.
“He’s so big and fat,” she said softly, before my dick disappeared in her mouth.
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