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He got up, took a step, sat on the table, he pulled her hand and she, just as she came up, just bent down to him and sucked dick, he sighed and gasped, and her head moved along the trunk like clockwork.
She closed her eyes and licked a member, she obviously lacked that.
Then he grabbed her head, and abruptly removing it began to cum on my mother, she did not have time to dodge, and everything fell on her face and on her blouse.

Mom walked away and began to swear, to which he simply smiled, pulled the napkins from the table wet and gave her.
She wiped her way out of the room, I ran away without sparing my legs.
Ran up and sat down at the slot machine.
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And when I saw her, on the purple satin blouse some kind of wet divorce was visible, I looked and smiled, my mother, having seen it said, forgive me.
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We met her at an expensive fitness club, where she began to go shortly after me.
When I saw Dasha, I fell in love at first sight.
And how could it be otherwise? Dasha was a hot brunette with tin skin color.
Her body was like a sculpture fashioned from femininity and beauty: A large, resilient chest of the fifth size, a flat, trained tummy, wide hips and a round, resilient butt.
She had an incredibly beautiful face, full lips, big brown eyes, expressive eyebrows.
On the first day I did not dare to approach.
I, an adult man of 28 years old, was a coward at one glance at her, like a boy.
I managed to calculate the time when it happens in the hall, and I tried to come to the same to admire it.

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She had a lot of fans, men, especially newcomers, immediately threw an eye on Dasha and tried to get acquainted, she politely refused to everyone.
I was afraid that if I came, she would refuse me, and then everything, the dream will break into hundreds of small fragments.
But fate itself gave me a case.
That evening I lingered at work, and I was late, I came to the gym an hour and a half before closing and found in it a student of Dasha.
She jumped on a rope, her heavy breasts jumped up and down with her.
Fascinating spectacle.
She looked at me and smiled.
My heart began to beat, I smiled in response, and headed for the dumbbells to begin the workout.
I warm up, glancing at her through the mirrors that were located in the hall.
She went to the wide bar and began to hang on her small pancakes to 5 pounds.
Suddenly, I heard her voice.
“Sorry, could you back me up?” She stood near the barbell and smiled sweetly.
My heart beat again.
– Yes.
of course, – I was a little confused, I got up behind the bench, she began to slowly do the bench press, and I looked at her tense face and the large half-spheres of her chest were squeezed together.
She finished the exercise, and thanked me, when I was about to go out and take the dumbbells, she again turned to me.
“What is your name?”, Dasha was sitting on the edge of the bench, wiping her wet forehead with a towel and looking right at me.
“Mikhail,” I replied, feeling the legs become wadded.
“Very nice, and Dasha,” she introduced herself and extended her hand.
I smiled ridiculously and shook her fragile hand on which there were sports gloves without fingers.
– Tell me, Michael, are you always half the workout staring at the girls, or am I honored with a special honor? – Dasha asked and bit her lower lip.
It seemed to me that I was blushing.
What was this question for? Did she really see me staring at her? Yes it does the floor of the hall.
Why did she notice me? I was embarrassed, did not know what to say.
She caught my embarrassment, saw a blush on her face and laughed.
– Relax, Michael, I do not intend to scold you.
You are simply the only man who looks at me for such a long time and has never approached me.
Did not speak.
There is something wrong with me, eh ?, – She again discouraged me with her directness.
I shook my head.
– Simply, I really like you, Dasha, and.
I feel like a boy next to you, – I honestly admitted, literally blurted it out, and blushed even more, it seemed to me so.
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