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She crashed on his pumped body, flowing into the bathroom.
A couple of times Vadim managed to open his mouth and swallow it, but Masha squirmed and laughed, so it was impossible to concentrate.
Finally, the last droplets came out of Masha, and what to do next, Vadim did not need to be taught.

Eagerly clinging to the bosom of the girl, he began to drink her juices, dislodged with urine, and began to twist the tongue in search of the magic pearl of the clitoris.
Masha wriggled, so it became difficult for Vadim to hold her in her arms.
Masha, let’s take it all off, and let’s rinse it – with these words Vadim pulled off T-shirt from Masha and unbuttoned her bra, her beautiful breast opened before his eyes, and two peas of nipples stuck out invitingly and boldly in different directions.
Brave girl! Bad girl! You love being a bad girl, right? Saying this, Vadim wound up even more, not giving at all the report about what had just happened.
A warm shower of the soul poured down, and the girl broke

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open under his jets.
Vadim took a sponge and washed the girl, leaving no corner of her body without attention.
Masha did not understand well – where she, with whom – everything is no longer important, she was seized by the real lust of a female, and she was ready to surrender to this guy, to whom her fate brought.

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Vadim rubbed the girl with a towel and let her wipe it off.
Wiping it, a couple of times Masha pressed her cheek to his fallen member, as if teasing, and played like a toy.
Oh, what he is funny – she chirped, how great it is! Vadim took Masha in his arms and carried him to the cot, where they continued what had so unusually begun.
It was in the mid-nineties.
On a cold summer evening, I was driving tired from work in the subway, standing at the door and staring stupidly at people entering and leaving.
Suddenly, from somewhere in the depths of the car, a young woman, dressed in a sweater and jeans, with a wicker bag on her shoulder, went to the exit.
As the dog recognizes the owner by walking, so I started, and began to look at her.
And the closer she came, the stronger the trembling within me grew and the confidence that it was she, Natashka, the love of my student years and my sister’s friend, grew.
I stared at her so much that she threw back her hair and looked into my eyes mockingly and with a feeling of light superiority, as usual, women meet and reflect the sticky looks of men.
But it is impossible not to recognize me, and surprise and joy flashed in her eyes, we have not seen each other for ten years! Metro doors opened, and she, fascinated by the stream of people leaving, quickly looked at me with her gray eyes — and with a grin asked: “Are we leaving?” “Yes,” I replied, “we are leaving,” and we were dragged upstairs to the fresh air.
We walked and were silent.
She threw the bag on the other shoulder and said: “Something cool”: I noticed that she was without a bra.
“Maybe buy some drink?” – and we went into the glass, where the multi-colored bottles of the times of perestroika sparkled.
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