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Letta watched, fascinated.
Zimma’s left grip slipped into her mouth, got a portion of saliva, and dived down again.
The right grip pushed the panties back even more and the left grip penetrated the inside of the womb.

Zimma closed her eyes.
Her fingers were wielded in the womb, giving her pleasure.
Suddenly, she felt something else wet had joined her hand, her hand was thrown back, and only that wet began to linger there.
It turned out to be the sister’s language.
She licked, stung right in her heart with her burning tongue, ineptly, but diligently bringing pleasure to her sister.
And the pleasure was not slow to appear.
It grew, grew and broke through the cloud of fire that covered Zimma with his head.
“Wow,” said Simma after a while, glancing around serenely, as if nothing had happened to Letta.
– What was it? “I have long wanted to try,” Letta said calmly.
– So how? – Yummy.
Nice, so smooth, so sweet, mmm, – Letta rolled her eyes.
– I like it.
Want more.
But then.
– Can i? “Simma looked at her sister pleadingly.
“I told you later.”
– Come, we’ll see.
And they came closer to the glass wall.
They chose their guys.
But there was nobody.
Finally, already desperate to find someone today, they noticed two guys just at the time entering the hall.
One is tall, the other is lower, they gave the impression of not spoiled scumbags, not Gopnik, but normal guys.
The sisters watched them a little more, then they discussed a plan of action and called Igrid and Irma.
They told them their roles.
Only after that they went down to the hall.
The history of the meeting, we already know what happened next with the guys – too.
But what happened when the twins let the guys go home, we must tell.
Sisters, saying goodbye to friends, went up to a special room where the territory monitoring monitors were located.
Sitting at the monitors, having previously banished the guard, telling him about the break, the girls began to watch

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And they saw everything that unfolded on the tennis court.
This so aroused them that they did not sit behind the screens, called the guard and ran away to her.
They slept in one room, on beds opposite each other.
The girls ran into the shower, which had two watering cans.
Against expectations, the excitement somehow subsided quickly, leaving some sort of sediment.
The sisters were the same in everything, in tastes, in physiology, in fact – it was like one person, but with two consciousnesses who, nevertheless, worked in unison.
Therefore, what one felt, then felt the other.
What one liked, liked the other.
And what they saw upset them a little.
The boys liked them, and they wanted to be friends with them, so to speak, but the incident jarred their mood a little.
Despite the fact that the bodyguards did exactly what they were asked for.
Yes, and sex on the court was also needed.
Sisters had to check how boys can have sex.
Seen them liked, but with some sort of sediment in the soul.
The twins have agreed not to quit their venture, to meet with the guys and whether that will be.
And now the question: is a continuation required?
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I’m the one who, trying to get a pension for my mother, for my grandfather who was killed in the war, fell into slavery and addiction to Elvira Sergeyevna.
That year and a half have passed.
Exactly one and a half years, as I began to serve my Mistress.
On the one hand, for me, this is a time of calm and confidence in the future, and on the other hand, it is a period of time very saturated with events and emotions.
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How the Mistress managed to hide my absence, and who did this work for me – I did not know.
Every day I came, by half past seven in the morning, to her home and began to serve.
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In our lives, wealth and hope of well-being have appeared.
Yes, there was a lot of things during this time.
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I have changed a lot.
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