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After the session, Lenochka, unable to bear it, locked herself in their souls, and five minutes later she was out of there wet and ashamed.
Then Valya survived an orgasm of incredible strength – as if a thousand sweet rainbows had run out into it – but after that, she and her husband were shy for each other for a whole week, and they did not repeat more such experiments.
Gradually, Valya renewed her entire wardrobe and whole image “under the bald spot”, becoming from a pretty good girl – an ultra-modern extravagant creation, a half-child (“my boy” – said Sergey admiringly), a half-cyber-woman – defenseless, morbidly sexy.

Valya did her makeup, trying to repeat Max’s masterpiece, and it turned out pretty well – in any case, everyone was “out of touch,” as Valya noted to herself.
She really turned out to be extremely attractive in such a look – unexpectedly for everyone and for herself.
On her freshly shaved head, her husband drew her various drawings — flowers, ornaments, hieroglyphs — in tone and style with clothes, sketching often her face: flowers and patterns appeared on her cheeks, but butterflies and masks appeared around her eyes.
Gradually, Valya stopped going out without giving her pink head to her husband, and then she herself learned to paint various “baubles” on her little face, as she called them.
Bald head and neck remained the prerogative of her husband.
Her husband painted her from head to foot with gold, silver, and other paints, she painted it, and they made “colored” love.
After these sessions, which gave them a special, tart pleasure, they lay and recalled how once, late in the evening, the doorbell rang at the door.
Sergey, who was worn out after a quarrel with Valya, when she disappeared for the whole day, and her phone did not answer, and.
– poor Sergey called around all the friends already, he was ready to run, not knowing where ,.

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A bell threw him, and he rushed to the door, knocking over a stool.
Opened it.
And there.
in the dim light of a corridor light bulb – metallic, as in horror films, the humanoid – in Valina’s clothes, icily like Valya – stands silently looking at Sergei.
Sergei buzzed inside, scratched the thought – whether he was going crazy.
– and the humanoid suddenly twitched, burst into tears and hysterically and hung at Seregi’s neck.
Several indescribable moments passed before Sergey fully realized that this was Valya’s real life.
Sergey was dumbfounded, not understanding, – he was overwhelmed with hot joy that Valya was alive and near him – but.
He was numb, clutching Valya to himself – one big question burst out of him, but he did not know what words were required for him –

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and he said – “Valjush.
but how.
what.
“- felt her bald, lifeless to the touch head, turned cold, -” You.
what’s wrong?.
“Brain drilled thousands of muddy guesses – the most likely of them was the chilling thought of meeting Vali with aliens and turning her into a mutant.
Valya, squeezing herself into Sergey, raised a tear-stained face – and suddenly fiercely dug his lips.
Sergey was stunned, feeling instead of the usual pale-salty taste of the Pigs’ lips – something hard, tart, like plastic.
And Valya dug into him frantically, as if eating out his face, then — suddenly she began to tear off his clothes from him and herself, saying nothing — just looking piercingly into her eyes.
Sergey saw how the glossy metal of Valyin’s face goes into the same metal of the neck, shoulders, and the whole body.
“Val.
What is it – paint, yes? You.
not bad? is it dangerous? We wash it ?.
And – your hair.
how come
“- Valya took everything off, and – suddenly he seemed to see her with a different vision: he saw that she was gilded to the last millimeter, that the gold of her body flickers, shimmers, reflects the room and him, Sergey; I saw the strange beauty of her body – it had nothing to do with Valya, his Valya, it was the phantasmagoric beauty of cyber aesthetics, computer graphics and glamor.
Valya was all smooth, rounded, streamlined, without a single hair, rubbery to the touch – and an indescribable luxurious golden gleam flickered in her.
Reason returned to Sergey, and he began to understand that Valya probably did it with himself to take revenge on him – and his pity for her was strangely combined with the improbability of her appearance: it seemed to Sergey that Valyu was bewitched, turned into a toy, into a computer program , as in the film “Lawnmower”. Online all sex video. Free sex young model.

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