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They moved smoothly, although one melody has already changed another.
The noise of the crowd, the smoke of cigarettes in the smoke-filled bar, the alcohol and the special atmosphere of the bar were drunk.
She pressed her hips to the organ that was bursting out, slowly slipped them and, as if reluctantly, tore off.

He leaned toward her and ran his lips along her neck, breathing in the scent of her hair.
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turning her toward him, he pressed against her thighs, firmly clutching her buttocks with his hands.
Then they smoothly continued their dance, more and more resembling sex on the dance floor.
Saying goodbye to her friends, she left the bar, at the entrance of which there was already a car.
As soon as she sat down and slammed the door, the car fell off.
He drove in silence, she did not mind.
Putting her hand on his thigh, she began to stroke him from the inside, staring straight ahead at the road.
Her hand moved higher, stroking the swollen penis, bursting out from under the dense fabric of the pants.
Having parked the car, he got out and, opening the door, gave her a hand, helping to get out of the car.
Going into the room, he undid the collar of his shirt and poured himself a drink.
He offered her, but she refused.
With a glass in his hand, he watched as she slowly, with a lazy smile on her lips, was walking towards him.
Putting the glass aside, he wrapped his arm around her waist with one hand, with the other he lifted her face behind her chin, looking into her eyes, and kissed her firmly on the lips.
She passionately responded to the kiss, clasping his shoulders.
With a jerk tearing her away from him, he pressed her against the wall, firmly holding her hands at the top and began to cover her lips, neck, face with light kisses.
With one hand holding her hands, the other he wrapped her arms around her and pulled her to him.

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She tried to pull out his hands, and he let them go, moving his hand to her chest.
She bent to cling tightly to his hand, she began to pull his shirt out of her pants and unbutton the buttons, but, unable to bear it, tore it off, and the buttons splashed to the floor.
She ran her hands under his shirt, stroking his back and holding him tight.
Their tongues and hot breath entwined.
He pulled up her dress and put his hand between her legs.
Curving, she wrapped her legs around him, hugging her.
Cut off sharply, he roughly turned her back to himself and pressed against her buttocks.
Hugging her, he put his hand between her legs, continuing to caress.
He raised his other hand up and squeezed her chest, covering her neck, back, shoulders and arms with kisses.
Turning to him, she dug her lips into his lips and began to unbutton his pants.
When the castle finally yielded, she pulled off his pants and panties.
He raised her hands up and pulled off her dress.
She stood before him completely naked.
Grabbing her hips, he lifted her up, pressing her to his swollen member, and began to cover her body with kisses.
Clasping him tightly with her legs, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her closer to her.
He dug his lips and tongue into her nipple, and she screamed weakly.
Looking into her eyes and smiling slightly, he jerked into her and began to move.
His lips eagerly examined her body, his hands tightly gripped her buttocks, leaving traces there.
Throwing back her head, she whimpered slightly audibly, her nails pierced his back, leaving blood stains there, her legs wrapped around him tightly.
He walked in and out of her, walked in and out again with ever-increasing energy, their moans filled the space around them, their hot breaths burned themselves when the air of an orgasm suddenly cut through the air and they relaxed to the wall.
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– Well.
– Ciri.
– Damn, damn, damn.
My name is Sergey.
I am 45 years old.
I am a slave and my master can do anything with me for his pleasure.
Rape, use as an ashtray and urinal, suck at his mastiff, dance naked and made up in women’s clothes in front of his friends, do blowjob and give to all whom he orders.
Undermine his tongue after the toilet.
Well, that’s all.
But it turned out that this was not all that I had to go through.
Once in the market, he saw me and my wife.
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I replied that this is my wife.
I like your slut, said the lord and I want you to sit together on this carpet tomorrow with collars and completely naked.
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