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There was a blush on her cheeks, as if she had just returned from a frosty street.
“What for you,” she asked with irritation.
– Are you all right? – I asked, trying to hush up the Irkin’s emotions.

“Your lock does not close on the door,” she said, as if to justify herself.
– I know, I thought.
is everything okay, you have been gone for so long.
“Bring my purse from the corridor,” asked Irka.
I rushed into the corridor, grabbed my bag and reappeared in the opening of the toilet door.
“You feel bad,” I asked again.
– Not! She seems to have completely lost her temper.
There was a pause.
Did not want to leave.
I was terribly excited by all this: Irka, which is always calm, strict and “official” or something, here in front of me without pants, and even on the toilet.
I was already trembling with desire.
But it was somehow inconvenient for me to just take out my dick and start masturbating, or, even more so, stick it in her mouth.
I did such procedures with my wife, but in the beginning almost half a year she was prepared for it morally.
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will play along and get a buzz from it.
“Can I give you a pill,” I said.
– Fuck off, eh! Irka was obviously very busy with her question and I was very disturbing to her.
– You see, she said, sitting on a jerk, taking off her jeans along with tights and panties with her feet, alternately lifting her legs from the floor, – I haven’t been to the toilet for five days, I can’t.
I do not want to be at home, at work in the toilet the cold is terrible.
Let me sit a little bit, I will come soon, please! – Do you want me to give you a laxative massage? – I asked.
– No, do not.
– Well, then I’ll just sit with you, can I? – Do you like watching me suffer? – It excites me.
– Sick! – She said, resigned to the fact that I did not leave.
– Well, stay, just do not look at me.

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I sat on the floor in the door sideways to her and turned my head the other way.
My heart was pounding with such force that I thought Irka could hear it.
I listened to every sound, to imagine how it looks at this moment.
A member of me was standing like a stake.
Thirty seconds passed.
“Some kind of punishment,” whispered Irinka in a strangled voice.
I looked at her.
She was red as a cancer.
Her arms were hugging her bare knees, and the turtleneck was pulled up almost to the chest.
“Don’t look at me,” she cried.
“Maybe you should drink a laxative,” I suggested.
– It’s too late! – Why late? – Well, how can I explain to you, already shorter.
went, but I can not push out, you know! Irka raised herself for a moment to sit comfortably.
– You know, I heard somewhere that when a woman gives birth, if she has an orgasm, it is not painful and easy for her.
– How does she feel about him? From pain or what? – No, husband, like, helps.
– Do what you want, I have no strength anymore.
It feels like I’m never going to leave again.
I imagined that such a huge thing (like my dick) was stuck in Irkina’s charming little ass, and almost ended up in pants like a boy.
– I’ll be back, I said and left the toilet.
Olka was sleeping peacefully on the couch.
I took off my pants with shorts and reappeared in the opening of the toilet door.
Irina no longer opposed the parish.
She was only slightly surprised at my sight.
In my opinion, the girl has already become occupied, what is the end of our “communication”.
It even seemed to me that her face was so red not from “problems” with the toilet, but from excitement.
Irka stared at my dick for a few seconds, then, taking herself in hand, said: Why are you.
?! I, in one movement, I do not know how, picked up her in his arms, sat on the toilet facing the wall.
Ira was on my lap.
My cock rested on her pubis, covered with black short hairs.
She apparently cut them.
Having been completely stunned by my tricks, Irka was momentarily speechless.
I hugged her, and began to stroke her ass stealing up to the hole.
Irka resisted, and mumbled something, but I already did not hear anything.
I felt that her breathing was becoming agitated too.
Usually, every new woman has to look for a member for the first time.
Irka turned out to be just a “perfect” pussy and within a few seconds my friend himself fell into it.
Entered like a butter! At that moment, Irka screamed.
– Fool, what are you.
!!! It hurts me.
Then she forgot about all the “Chinese diplomacy” and went into verbosity.
– Dick, well, let me poop and come.
I understand it there.
hanging halfway, you’ll get dirty.
I will tuck a little and come, hear! It finally “finished” me.
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