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In her eyes was read fear and at the same time humility.
I felt her horror, and it turned me on even more.
Taking her hand, I went to our bedroom.

I managed to bring everything into full readiness there: our torture machine was brightly lit with two lamps, a video camera was ready to work on the side, and on the couch was a long black suitcase that was closed for now.
Having seen our toy with Larisa, nicknamed me a “standout,” Lena stopped, but, pulling her hand, I pushed her into the middle of the room and commanded: “Take off your clothes!” She looked around in panic.

Fingers nervously pulling the belt of the robe.
– Undress, I told someone! – I repeated, trying to give my voice more ferocity.
Lena started and dutifully untied the belt.
Unsupported, the robe fell at her feet.
My eyes opened a young girl’s body.
Medium-sized high elastic breasts with neat nipples, beautiful shoulders, graceful lines of hands, long, slightly plumper legs and a thin waist – very tempting, in one word.
I was especially touched by a clean-shaven pubis with a flirty left vertical strip of blond hair, at first glance even imperceptible.

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But she is also a natural blonde bargain! “Turn around,” I commanded, feeling an annoying shudder slip in my voice.
The girl obediently turned.
My favorite places on the female body appeared before me in all their glory.
Perfectly straight line of the spine, slightly bulging shoulder blades, graceful muscle lines under the delicate, slightly pinkish skin, neat ass, as if created for my belt.
I turned on the camera and sent it on the rack.
“Get on her,” I said.
Lena looked at me with pleading eyes.
In them I noticed with difficulty pent up tears.
– My joy, let’s immediately determine – we will be in the good or the bad? “In a good way,” she replied in a trembling voice, and with a sob, she churned her shoulders.
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