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On Lena were jewelry, sandals and stockings.
No panties on it.
As befits a whore.

Olga looked at her husband, not believing her eyes and not understanding how she could have ignored all this before.

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In combination with men’s clothing, his body seemed simply not athletic and not too manly.
When he was dressed as a woman and he was treated like a woman a lot became obvious.
Smooth hairless skin, graceful arms with plump, slender legs wide in the thighs, small for a woman, but greatly enlarged for a man’s breasts with large nipples, no hint of a press, on the contrary a small soft tummy, slightly heavy buttocks.
“And you know what,” Victor took up the champagne again, “you know, maybe you are right.”
Let’s check.
He walked away from Leni, in no hurry, sprawled on Olgina’s bed, and leaned on a pile of pillows.
Lenya still did not move, and remaining in a position of readiness, with hands folded in a prayer and an expectantly raised butt, naked, pink as a tomato, from shame or excitement.
With legs wide apart, sinking in the silk foam of a discarded dress.
“Now you just need to tell me to leave.”
And I will leave, – Victor seemed to say seriously, – No offense, just leaving and tomorrow we pretend that there was nothing.
I will again shake your hand, and call by name.
I’ll keep my word, you know.
The choice is yours.
Lenya slowly lowered his hands, straightened up, and very slowly turned to Victor, showing his plump, neatly shaved pubis.
On the penis of Leni, there was a neat case trimmed with pink silk and a bow, which did not allow this single male part of the body to accept volumes greater than the size of Olga’s thumb.

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Olga completely stopped breathing, now everything was decided.
All that will then depend on.
Victor with a lazy gesture, with his whole palm, straightened his household through the fabric of his trousers.
The sleek office slut, whom Olga considered her husband, with a chest moan rushed to the bed.
Lyonya got entangled in his dress, fell on the bed, clinging to Victor’s pants, rushed to his groin.
Olga realized that the past is irretrievably dead.
She saw her husband, saddled with Victor’s bare waving ass knees, hunched over a belt.
I saw her husband’s fingers violently unbuttoning his pants, literally tearing his pants.
Leni’s eyes were completely glassy, ??his curved lips moved, as if uttering silent spells, either a growl or a moan came from his chest, and his fingers were unbuttoned, tore, tore the fabric, reaching what was now the whole meaning of his life.
Like a reluctant member of Victor fell out of his pants.
Still sluggish, but already similar to a big sausage.
With a shrill sob, opening his mouth in a silent scream, Lenya fell down, spreading his frog on Victor’s legs.
He in one step swallowed this weighty piece of flesh, choked, but did not let go of his mouth, swallowed even deeper.
Muscles bent at the knees, widely divorced legs contracted, pressing the crotch to Victor’s knees, and hands violently rushing along his hips and abdomen, lifting up his shirt, exposing his muscular torso.
With a smirk, Victor put on champagne.
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