Tom misses me and I have to run.
Passing by one of the houses, I heard a familiar voice. Looking inside, through a hole in the wall of the hut, I saw a woman lying in profile towards me, dressed in a light yellow-blue dress and blue ballet flats. The hem of the dress was pulled up to the stomach, and the woman's legs were bent at the knees and widely separated to the sides. Between them, burying his face in the lady's crotch, a young, thin guy found a place for himself, who, having grouped himself, was diligently doing cunnilingus to his girlfriend. From behind the woman’s thigh, I couldn’t see the guy’s face, but I immediately recognized the face of the one to whom he licked - it was Larisa - the wife with whom I lived together for thirty years and who gave birth to two of me. Another male was standing at the head of the bed. He was completely naked and, enthusiastically watching everything, stroked his dick.
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A young couple occupied the next to my compartment, grandfather and mother were at the end of the car.
And coming out of the pavilion, Valya sat down, urinating. She got up, went to the gazebo, took several paper napkins from the table and dried herself. I started to dress. She pulled on her panties and dress. She sighed heavily.
Jess, can I hug you again? I asked Mrs. Wood what made her smile again. You are very hospitable, really! I did not even expect such a warm welcome.
Scott, I'm sorry, but... Azari said sympathetically without finishing her sentence.
"That's something remotely similar and guys feel when fucking girls. And you also fuck your sister. Watch how she squirms on you."
