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The wife answered in the standard way, he didn’t take anything like that, and she rarely complained about her health.
“Enough, let’s take a thermometer” here he threw back the blanket, and in one motion removed the thermometer from my wife’s ass.
“38 is enough high”

The girl hesitantly went to where she had never been, and began to look around.
Julia continued to lead.
She lit the overhead light and, standing in the middle of the room, gracefully, not without acting, took off her dress.
Once again I was able to appreciate her slightly plump and swollen, but quite attractive body.
Squinting at Masha, I saw that she, too, was looking at Yulia with lustful eyes.
Shaking her hips, Julia went to the bed and lay down on her side.
“Masha, sit in the chair,” I ordered masterly.
The poor girl obeyed.
From understanding that I would have to be naked now, and then have sex under the gaze of a virgin, my dick half rose.
Sensing my indecision, Julia said in a tender voice: – Dear, it’s time for you to throw off the towel and lie down behind me, okay? “Come what may,” I thought, and untied the knot. Hot online sex movies. Best indian hidden camera sex.

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