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And the worst thing – there was no way to confess to the husband that I had just been pawed, as a completely foreign man wanted.
After all, I did not immediately raised the alarm.
And from the side it may seem – I myself allowed to enjoy my charms, not resisting or protesting.

And anyway, what a shame it is: to confess, too, to a half-familiar man that I was unceremoniously examined by other people’s hands.
Yes, and the deal falls through, suddenly it does not like her husband? There Natasha climbed: Yes, come on, everything is in order.
Just think, a little squeezed, a few hours you fucked back in any way.
And then just boobs crushed.
And I relaxed, forgetting Natasha’s vile nature.
Sighing with relief, I returned to the kitchen to open the ordered drink.
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the ingratiating persuasions of my inner voice and my own complacency played a bad joke with me.
As soon as I went behind the partition, thinking not at all about how to avoid repeated molestation, but about this assignment, as George caught up with me.
He immediately wrapped his arms around me, clutching at my breasts with both hands and squeezing them unceremoniously.
– Do you feel that I have cooked for you? – He asked, firmly clinging to me from behind and pressing between the buttocks with something very hard.
Is that what I think? Wow, what is now the instant riser men at you! Now I had no time for Natasha – my breasts were sorely torn ,.

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sometimes squeezing the finally hardened nipples.
– Stop it! What are you doing? – I whispered in a whisper, desperately trying to break free and unhook strong hands from my chest.
– Right now, right now.
– the hoarse breathing of the heated male sounded right next to the ear, in combination with the straightforward caress, forcing me to let a couple of droplets into the panties.
– Right now, I’ll check something.
I turned around, a man’s hand squeezed my thigh almost at the edge of the stocking and immediately crawled up.
Of course, I clung to the wrist, but George was very strong, gradually approaching the crotch.
Our fuss was heard, and the voice of her husband was heard: – Dear, what is happening there? – Nothing, just a bottle of whiskey can not find.
And all! Already groped! With the last words, George nevertheless reached my crotch, squeezing his lap hard between his tight hips, and squeezing the wet panties with force along with what was in them.
I sighed intermittently, still resisting with the last of my strength a man’s hand, fumbling under my skirt.
and self excitement.
A moment later, a finger entered me, along with a thin cloth.
My body trembled treacherously, and an involuntary groan escaped my throat.
– Wow! He even soaked his underwear, a man admired this circumstance.
– Well, well, we will understand! I almost groaned again, but now from disappointment – the male hand left me.
Georgy, terribly pleased with himself, grabbed a tray with drinks and glasses and left the kitchen, and I remained standing, shaken by dissatisfied desire and a sense of shame from not being able to resist indecent harassment.
And what should I do now? How to get on the eyes of those present after all that happened? And if I stay here, then George can return to continue the dirty molestation! Meanwhile, in the main hall, the conversation was getting louder, the men were arguing about something.
Maybe hot, they do not pay attention to me too much? I already had the courage to get out of my refuge, but.
But George appeared in the kitchen again.
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