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They were not anywhere.
I made a circle and returned to the corridor near the dining room.
Now I even wanted them to go out of the groove to meet.

I would then look into her eyes.
I went to the first notch, the farthest from the dining room.
No one was here, climbed into the far corner and sat in the seat.
“I’m still a loser.
He himself refused the girl he loved, who loved me until tonight.
I simply gave it to another, ”I wanted to howl like a wolf for resentment.
I tried to disconnect and jerk off, but nothing worked.
This new feeling was too strong for me – jealousy.
I could not just squeeze it out with physical pleasure.
Suddenly, I heard the approaching steps of the pins pin.
They scrubbed nasty on concrete slabs.
I stiffened, stood up, blood rushed to my face.
My eyes were already so accustomed to the darkness that I began to distinguish between bolts and gum on the seats.
Past the notch, cautiously snuggling against the

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wall, shaking her hips, Anya walked quickly.
I called her, she shuddered, stopped.
– Vitya? – she was shocked.
– What are you doing here? – her voice softened.
I silently approached her and covered her mouth with my lips.
She did not resist, at first stretched out in a smile, but then gave way to my head.

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Our tongues hammered tap.
She had a hot mouth filled with saliva.
Brackish? I tried to catch the taste of sperm.
She, of course, fucked him, but not here.
Like a spider grabbing a fly, I dragged it into my corner and pressed it against the wall.
My hand slipped on the leg under the dress.
The glossy, rough surface of the stocking immediately aroused me.
I ran my palm over a wide elastic band and above.
Her openwork panties to the touch were exactly as I imagined.
Her saliva, in which, at a minimum, red saliva was mixed, penetrated abundantly into my mouth.
But not this caused my anger.
She had a riser.
A short thin member, barely fit into a fist, stalked up with a stone, got out his head from the panties.
Absolutely smooth glossy pubis, testicles.
I tore off the lips.
“Did you fuck him?” “Who?” “Redhead?” “No.
“Kissed?” “No.
– You’re lying.
“No, not kissing,” her voice sounded scared and desperately believable.
It made me doubt.
– Why is the term worth it? – Because you excite me.
I was starting to believe her.
My hand made familiar movements.
Now it’s my turn to study it.
I lowered her panties, got more comfortable on the right behind her and began to work with my fingers the way I would do it myself.
As a musician playing a flute or a pipe, I squeeze the penis with my thumb on one side and the rest on the other.
I start slowly, pulling the foreskin high up.
Gradually expose the head, pulling the skin down.
Anya is hard as a rock.
But still softer than me.
Now she really enjoys.
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