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Beautiful rounded knees were erased, on the thighs, bottom and chest bruises from bites, lips slightly swollen, but the eyes shone like two stars.
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I continue my stories about how radically our sex life has changed with my wife.

Enough time has passed.
and her employer is organizing a seminar in a five-star hotel in our town.
all as it should be with a buffet table.
with an informal relationship between the participants of the seminar.
My heart sank a little when I heard my wife say that she had acquired an evening dress of stunning beauty especially for this occasion.
To my question about the show of the dress to me.
she said.
that I will see everything at the reception.
and I really like it.
Needless to say that sex that night was very stormy with us.
(Get yourself a Russian virtual lover-davalku! – good advice).
So morning comes.
My darling early sends me out of the house so that I do not interfere with her preparations.
Knowing where the conference is going, I came later for a while.
specially for the buffet.
Who is still in the conference room, someone personally communicates with each other, well, and someone eats a variety of dishes.
in general, everything as often happens at such events.
Unhurriedly I begin my search for my beloved.
I notice her in the corner.
Sits in the company of two presentable men.
And here is her outfit.
breathtaking.
black dress.
with two notches on the sides.
deep cleavage.
Sits opposite them in a chair.

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and explains something.
I sit down from them nearby.
Ksyusha pretends not to notice me.
On the sides of her dress begins to diverge slightly.
so actively she gestures that even the dress of her emotions begins to live her life.
And what.
my naughty girl wore stockings today.
iii.
here their edge is already visible.
luxurious stockings.
in the mesh.
but not just like that.
It turns out that she also bought a belt.
I have never seen anything like it before.
Why so defiantly dressed.
but on the other hand I understand.
that the dress is rather long, only cuts on the sides of chastity are not added.
(The main character watched with interest as his wife fucked two men – approx.
ed.
) It takes a couple of minutes.
and I see how one of her listeners put his hand in his pocket to say the erect penis along the body.
men will understand me.
that you can do this when you have to be respectable.
Now her tongue smoothly licks her lips.
and here the second interlocutor does the same as the first.
Now my girlfriend systematically and with taste begins to tease these men.
During the conversation.
a little finger straightens the edge of its stockings.
not through the

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dress.
little stronger than the rules of propriety.
Talking to each other.
one of the guys holds out her hand.
kisses her.
Sits beside her on the sofa.
and runs his hand under her dress.
god
this happens the second time in my life, when my eyes.
what is called “paw” my wife.
and how sweetly she releases the tongue from her mouth and begins to caress the language of this person.
Really not afraid of what others can see.
but I notice that all moved.
for the second part of the seminar.
which holds.
really value in the financial world, so to speak.
But noticing me.
as if by chance they get up from their seats.
a little embarrassed.
and go to one of the racks of the buffet.
ABOUT.
my wife has a really awesome dress.
not much, but shines through.
so noticeable hem stockings.
belt and panties.
Approach to the rack.
unzips the pants of one of them and pulls out an excited member.
the second guy unzips himself.
and here my girl kneels before them.
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