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Having brought ourselves to a minimum order, we seemed to have gradually gone to get the key to the room of “happiness.”
But as explained, then the people rushed like two spurred horses – at a gallop! I stayed in the corridor, and Tanyusha entered the room.

It appeared, after a couple of minutes, fun tinkling keys.
Going down one floor, we entered the room, shutting the door off the world.
The lock just clicked, and I was already hugging her, pressing my back to my chest.
She froze, and I busily unzipped my blouse, simultaneously stroking her breasts and tummy.
Having picked up the bra from the bottom, he slowly lifted him up, releasing his voluptuous breasts.
She loved to be stroked and massaged.
Yes, and I was not opposed to play with them, I always liked this exercise.
With my palms, I squeezed the supple flesh, so she moaned, leaning back and pressing herself closer to me.
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– Still.
She growled, trying to cuddle closer to me.
Feeling my nipples, I grasped them with my fingers, squeezed, began, pulling it forward and slowly turning them to the sides.
– Yes-ah.
– and a loud sigh of bliss swept the room.
Her hand went down and began to rub my rearing member through the fabric of the pants.

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– Oh.
– now I squeezed.
– How I feel good.
– fidgeting back in my body, she whispered.
I kept silent, continuing the priesthood with its forms.
Finally, having decided that the clothes bother me, I pulled down the blouse and then the bra.
Slowly squeezing and twisting with brushes, I stroked the white hemispheres rolling in my hands.
Then he touched the nipples with his fingertips, pushing the erect cones inwards.
Having done this several times, and having achieved a sigh of approval, he continued to caress.
He leaned forward, kissing her ear, smoothly moving to the cheek and neck.
At the same time, my hand, sliding along the tight tummy, pressed straight through the skirt to her crotch.
New sigh.
Attempting to twist and push my hips forward to feel the hot touch of my hand.
– Well? – she was shaking from my caresses.
And my hand, in a businesslike manner, climbed into the panties under the skirt’s waistband and again plunged into the hot supple moisture of her womb.
The back, pressed to my chest, arched forward.
– Ah! Like this.
– She cooed with moans.
With her soft ass, she continued to rub against my pants, forcing them to bulge more and more.
I turned her face to myself and our lips met, it seemed, in order not to part any more.
We literally “drank” each other, enjoying the touches and hugs.
Her fingers jerked the hem of her shirt, forcing her to unbutton her.
Pulling her off my shoulders, she rubbed her pearls on my chest.
Pulling back a little, Tanya ran her hand from the bottom up through the stomach to cling to my nipple.
Tormenting him, she leaned over, and her hot lips took the “baton.”
I felt the wet tongue flutter in my mouth, licking it.
That was something! I felt like, he hardens and “lights up” with fire.
No, I was caressing the nipples, but never with my mouth and tongue.
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