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Passing by the next house, we heard as the guy standing on the balcony, beckoning his friend to check out two excellent whores passing by.
Looking into my reflection in the window of the store, I came to the conclusion that I was quite a girl, and a very, very sexy girl.
I was distracted from my thoughts, watching the cars slowly rushing past.

Everything was new for me and my heart was beating fast.
Some guys passing by literally begged us to get into their car.
One hefty guy in the Cadillac, enraged, having been refused his request to get into his car, calling him whores and grinding his tires, rushed off.
I told Anna that I was hot from the fact that we put on many things, she retorted, saying that I was hot from the fact that I was nervous, and also because I’m excited and I have to suck one of those guys that trying to take us off.
At this moment, the police car slowed down, passing by us.
Obviously, I not only looked like a 100% woman, but also that we looked like real whores.
We wandered past shop windows, in general we did the same thing as prostitutes.
Finally we entered a dimly lit

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, noisy bar.
My legs hurt from unusually high heels.
I felt comfortable as soon as I fastened the clasps on my ankles, but my shoes put pressure on my legs when I walked on tiptoe for a long time.

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I was still nervous.
I looked in the mirror by the phone, expecting to see the smeared make-up, but it turned out not so bad.
Anna told me to stay on the phone until the coin runs out.
While I was busy with the phone, one guy came up and asked Anna how much it would cost him to make a company at home for him and his friends.
She replied that you were too many and that he might come up later as several of his friends would leave.
Another guy, who was clearly not a frequent visitor to this bar, came up and began to whisper with Anna.
He left as soon as I finished my “conversation.”
I was ready to go home, but Anna said, “We need to wait a minute, it seems I have found the one who will take us.
“Indeed, the one with whom Anna whispered, with a pack of beer, immediately approached.
As we headed towards his car, he kindly offered us a can of cold beer.
He opened the front door and Anna pushed me inside, then sat down next to me.
While our driver Jim went around the car, Anna put on her lips and told me to relax.
When Jim slipped inside, sitting next to me, his body rested on me.
While we were driving, Anna and Jim were having a casual conversation.
We drove for a few minutes when I said (with my very best quiet female voice), “I didn’t even think that we should go so far.”
Anna replied, “We should not, just Jim is looking for a place where we could slow down and enjoy a beer.”
Then she leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, “While you jerk him off, he just paid for it, do you want me to hold your beer?”
I was literally numb, while Jim drove through the city and pulled up in a parking lot near the river, from where we had a delightful view.
We were all sipping our beer and Jim, whose right hand slid up and down my left thigh, told us how beautiful we were, and Anna echoed him, talking about how many guys were trying to pick us up today. Nude indian models pictures. Photos of nude indian models.

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