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Once, in one of these desires of mine, you clasped my hands, and your palms began to slide along the curves of my waist, rise to the shoulder blades and fall again to the buttocks.
I twisted ,.
knocking you on your back, fell on you from above and gave you a hungry kiss.

Your rebellious penis jerked up against my hips.
Slightly spreading my legs, I began to rub my folds about him.
Running your hands into my tattered mane, you began to control our kiss.
And I felt the moisture between my legs.
My desire was almost painful.
The flames wafted through my skin from the inside of my thighs, pulsation was given between my legs, in my secret place.
You let me act on my own.
I began rubbing my slit against your penis with my slit, trying to walk along its entire length, touching my sensitive nodule as much as possible.
Yes, I used your penis as a toy for self-satisfaction.
I masturbated by your dick.
But my experiments did not last long.
Soon you, snarling, crushed me under, and we completed what we started.
Once I got the idea.
I knew you would like it, but it was still a little scary.
Usually you were very unpredictable.
But.
I decided to take a chance.
Wearing a tight t-shirt and a bright bolero, adding to all this with a short skirt in a banta fold, I completed my look with boats on a high heel and platform.
Yes, with my fifty-five meter, I always wanted to seem taller.
White T-shirt, skirt and bolero green, and shoes red.
I wanted to be bright today.
This bold image contrasted with my chaste hairstyle – Spit to priests? and my usual modest make-up in nude tones.
I resolutely went to your office.
She rushed past the secretary to your office.
“Well, we will fix it,” you spoke on the phone.
Noticing me, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, pointed his eyes to the chair opposite.

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I obediently sat down, straightening her skirt.
– What led you? – You asked, having finished the conversation.
Everything inside me squeezed: did I really upset you.
But if this is so, then you will punish me, and this.
it promised great pleasure.
I felt excited.
You slowly got up, walked out of the office and, returning a second later, locked the door.
– So, Princess, what brought you? – You asked again, scattering in a chair at the table.
– I.
I wanted to show you these shoes, – I quickly came up with a good reason.
– True, I’m higher in them? For the demonstration, I walked along your table, twirling my booty.
“Hm,” you grunted, holding back a laugh, “oh, yes!” You are higher in them.
“Take them off, turn your back on me and lean forward,” you suddenly ordered.
I did so.
A short skirt, and so the former not too reliable shelter, lifted.
You could perfectly see my plain cotton panties.
I put on exactly those that you loved.
– Charming, – in your tone, I realized that you are holding back a laugh.
“Now slowly take off your panties, and then turn your face towards me,” you ordered, trying to speak in a commanding tone.
I executed the order: with the grace of the cat, I slowly pulled off my panties and, continuing to hold

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them in my hand, turned to face you.
You, smiling, looked at me, beckoned with a finger and pointed to the table in front of you.
I came up, you put me on the table, took my panties and brought them to my face, then put them in my jeans pocket.
“Woot, that’s better,” you stretched out and wrapped my fingers around my legs, spread them, put them on the arms of my chair.
I do not know what came over me: as soon as you let go of my right leg, I immediately touched your lifted fly with the tips of your fingers.
This wonderful relief did not hide from me.
– Hey, no! – you took my leg back to its original place.
– Sit still! Not a hooligan! Generally, Princess, you get up the devil knows what! It’s a pity that I don’t have time at all now, otherwise you would definitely get what you deserved.
You spoke sternly, but your eyes.
Your eyes were laughing! You enjoyed this game! I put my foot in my palm and ran it over my lips.
I trembled with anticipation.
– Mmm, how I adore your little legs! – stretched you.
– If we had time.
– What? What if we had time? – I asked, holding my breath.
– Sly! – you laughed and kissed my leg, and suddenly in one quick motion I threw a thin bracelet on my ankle.
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