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Oddly enough, he did not torture me, but at first he took a member of the vagina, lubricating it, then began to master my ass.
I guess I would have moaned, but my mouth was busy, and I could only moan a little under pressure, from the oversupply of feelings that overwhelmed me.

In me pain, shame, and thirst for revenge were mixed with Dima, and most importantly the desire that this all never ends.
I wanted my boyfriend, sitting fifty meters away and sipping beer, to worry about me and go look for me, and that he would surely find me here, standing cancer and ending up under unfamiliar young lads.
But youngsters have youngsters, and everything ended up too quickly again.
Further, the desire to do my ass expressed Igor, and the rest decided to take a smoke break.
Suddenly his cell phone rang.
– Yes? Hi, – from the tone of the conversation, I realized that probably one of his friends was calling.
– Guess what I’m doing now? Nah
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Come on, we do not mind.
What? When? Okay, come on.
Igor said the last words with obvious disappointment.
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Our crowd is gathered.
Need to drive.
I, too, “Mafia”! It’s good that Dimka is already out of this age, when the “market” is plotting, it’s just because there’s nothing to do, and they go to a fight like for a holiday.
When he came out of my ass, I quickly took my clothes from the hood, and they shouted goodbye: “Bye, whore, we will find – once again fuck off!”, And left.
I somehow with a bra wiped off the sperm that I had almost all over my body, dressed and went home.
On the way, I was trying to understand why no one, especially Dima, paid attention to my so long absence.
And Lena knew where I was, why didn’t she save me? Did I myself want to be rescued? No, i guess.
Well, there would not be all this, I would return to the cafe, stay for another hour, listen to their silly conversations, and take Dimka, drunk, home.
Everything as usual.
No, these four boys, despite their inexperience, gave me enough pleasure not to regret the evening spent.
The next morning, Dima stood on my doorstep with a bouquet of flowers.
I asked for forgiveness.
It turns out that Lena, being ashamed to tell the boys that cause of my delay, about which I lied to her, did not think of anything

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better than to say that I froze and went home to change clothes.
And since I did not come at all, Dima decided that I was offended by him (which is not far from the truth) and decided to stay at home.
In truth, my insult to Dimka was almost gone, but I had to portray both her and the subsequent reconciliation so as not to arouse suspicion.
Maybe I fucking, but why would my boyfriend know about this?
I’m almost fifty now, and my husband is a retired major.
We have our own house, the sons are adults, there is even a granddaughter.
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But it’s strange how sometimes the past breaks into our lives.
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