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Anka, we got drunk, or what, yesterday? – It seems not much.
– Not much, not much! – I said, – Rise, woman! Need to have breakfast! “Rather, have lunch,” said Anya, after she looked at the clock on the table beside the bed.
We got up and went into the shower, though the girls flatly refused to wash together, arguing that there is not enough space, so we had to take turns.

The hostess gave us a towel.
Had breakfast in silence.
I tried to look into their eyes, but they constantly averted them.
When Anin caught his eye, she pretended to be embarrassed, although the smile was obviously obvious.
Olya, in general, looked into her cup of coffee.
– Girls, what are you, eh? Did not you like it? – Liked.
– Even more.
– Well, maybe so, repeat? – Not! – how cut off! After breakfast I got dressed and left.
For some reason I think that we really will not repeat.
Soon I will also leave this company, I will leave for another city.
They will stay here, I don’t know how they will be able to look into each other’s eyes or maybe they planned it.
One thing I can say with certainty – everyone enjoyed it.
It took more than a month since my son and I became lovers.

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It was Saturday.
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myself to soak in bed longer, especially since my son and I had sex in the morning.
My son fell asleep again, and I got up and started cooking breakfast.
I stood naked at the stove, for more than a month my son and I went home only naked, when suddenly the doorbell rang.
I began to frantically search for something to throw at myself, but I could not find it, since we did not need home clothes.
Finally I found a dressing gown and went to open the door.
Opening the door, I saw my best friend.
We went into the kitchen and started talking.
About 10 minutes later I heard “Mom where are you?”.
“We have guests,” I hurried to shout, but it was late, my son entered the kitchen and as always naked.
After seeing my girlfriend, he quickly returned to the bedroom.
Lena was sitting with her back to the door and it seemed to me that she did not have time to notice him.
He soon returned already wearing his underpants, greeted me, and I noticed how Lena eagerly looked at her son, especially at the place below the belt.
We’ll have breakfast, I said.
The son left and dressed in a T-shirt and sports pants came to our kitchen.
We sat down for breakfast, I offered to drink a little, Lena supported, I took the vodka from the refrigerator and we drank 50 grams.
Then another.
Her friend was clearly a little bit dismantled, she began to complain about everyone and everything.
I noticed how she looks at her son.
So only a woman who wants to be raped can look.
Several times I saw her put her hand on the leg of her son, and it brought me a little.
After breakfast, the son left, and we sat and talked and drank a couple of times 30 grams again. Japanese busty webcam.

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