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On the pink field of the nipple a large scarlet drop appeared.
The boys fell silent.
Turnip uncomprehendingly translated his eyes from the angry face of Ruslan to this drop and back.

Borzoi chuckled softly, but preferred to refrain from commenting, and did the right thing.
Slamming the door, Ruslan went into another room.
Eugene wept softly, pressing his palm to his chest.
Everyone’s mood was spoiled, no one wanted anything, so the guy quickly washed the wound, was allowed to get dressed and was sent to a hostel.
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out” to Ruslan, but he was in a gloomy mood and, in response to all questions, was silent, as partisans were under interrogation.
And at night, he again and again scrolled in the memory of this episode and asked himself what Eugene did, why it hurt him so much, Ruslana? Do not resist the caresses Turnips? And how could he resist any of them, his rapists ?! Maybe, of their own will, Zhenya would never even communicate with people like Rus and his friends, not to be given to them.
It was they who drove him.
All their so-called “communication” is daily violence against him, nothing more.
And maybe they are disgusting to him, disgusting, disgusting! Stop.
Then why Zhenya frankly dragged from the caresses Turnips? After all, it is because of jealousy to chum he freaked out, chud with the letter M.
Or is he, Ruslan, disgusted with his wife? (Porn stories) It is also not very similar to the truth, if you remember his embrace there, at the bathroom door.

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The agitated shivering and frequent heartbeat told him then more than all the empty words.
Or maybe he was just afraid of the cruel beatings and decided to soften his tormentor with affection ?! After all, he was beaten often, for the slightest offense: inadvertently struck a member with his teeth on one hundred and tenth blowjob per day, the erection from anal sex did not come at the right time, he quickly got tired and so on
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Ruslan tossed on a crumpled bed, red-hot thoughts darted around in his brain.
From a drowsy alarm snatched his phone call.
He glanced at his watch – half past two at night.
Grabbed the phone: – What do you want? – and silence.
– What is necessary, I ask again ?! – he was really angry.
The silence in the tube started (he could have sworn to it!), Hesitated, wanting to say something, but did not dare, and the tube was slowly lowered onto the lever.
Send the beeps.
“Damn it!” Thought Ruslan.
He twisted in bed until the morning, he did not succeed in falling asleep.
Barely waiting for eight, he flew to the school.
The desire to see (at least just to see) Zhenyu for the night turned into an obsessive need from him.
He wanted to at least make sure that he was all right.
Ideally, one could, of course, ask his forgiveness, but.
Should not have! And that “it was not necessary” – he didn’t find the answer to this question even at night.
After all, Zhenya is not guilty that his body responded to Turnip’s caress, because they never caressed him.
After their first intimate meetings, which were, in fact, rape, the young man made a timid attempt at foreplay before contact, gently kissing their bodies, but Borzoy decisively stopped any “licking” there.
Zhenya hurried along the corridor with a pack of notebooks and sketches under his arm.
Now we need to quickly draw everything from Lenka.
The elderly “branch” is harmful, but yesterday he never found the strength to do his homework.
Having calmed down and relieved pain with pills, he went to bed.
The nipple was bleeding a little, but that was no big deal compared to how the wound in his soul was bleeding. Indian webcam tits. Real webcam teen porn.

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