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This week spent together was crazy.
we almost did not go out.
but only fucked in your room.

Then he left.
but will be back very soon
Friday.
About 12.
Motor noise is heard on the street.
And then you enter the lilac living room of your huge luxury home and you are dumbfounded.
On your face is clearly read the question: how did I get here? But it is easy to guess: the hand of Nikita, your son’s friend, slips out from under my fluffy glamorous sweater when you appear.
“Good evening,” you say hello to everyone, but your eyes continually return to my figure, frozen in an elegant pose on Nikita’s knees.
“Good evening,” I grin with only the corners of my lips, looking intently into your eyes, and sip, trying to make my sweater very frankly outline my chest, and the skirt slid higher on my hips.
Do you remember how you loved to caress this body, how you made it frantically beat in your strong hands? By the fire in your pupils, I understand that you remember and still want your young mistress, whom you deprived of virginity and taught everything that she now knows how.
I am radiantly smiling and, looking into your eyes, put Nikita’s hand to my thigh.
– Sasha, will your guests be with us for a long time? – you address to the son, but again you look to where the sweaty palm of the friend of your son froze.
Probably remembered? Remember that sometimes he asked me to go on a date without panties? Are you wondering if they are on me now? “All weekend,” your son replies.
– Antonina Stepanovna has already prepared rooms for us.
“Has mother already gone upstairs to the bedroom?” – you ask in a neutral tone, but I see how you press your lips.
Are you jealous of Nikita? Of course, you are jealous! I see it through half eyelashes.
I know you would like to disperse us in different rooms now, but we are already 18, so you can’t make the girls to sleep separately from the boys.

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But remember, you didn’t stop what I was 16 when you took me first among men? And during the year I deliberately drove me crazy with desire, sometimes with just a touch.
Why are you freaking out when the other is touching me now? It’s clear that you don’t care what your son does with his girlfriend, but Nikita’s hand on my hip makes me mad.
Especially if you don’t know if I have panties on.
I know you are wondering now who I turned into during the time before we saw each other.
Well, in whom? Who is sitting on the lap of your son’s friend? Glamorous babe confident in her charms? Bitch, knowing that they want from her rich little papa’s sons and selling their affection for their money? Minor slut, who doesn’t care with whom? Or is it the same little naive girl, easily caught on the hook of beautiful courtship, caress and a bit of attention? I do not listen to your conversation with my son, stroking Nikita’s hand on my thigh.
And you do not particularly listen to his words, and yours too.
All your attention is absorbed by my knees in thin stockings.
After all, from your attention did not hide that I’m in stockings? You see the edge of the lace gum, is not it? You are torn apart by opposing feelings.
You are jealous of this hand.
You dream yourself

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to feel the smoothness of the girl’s hips with your hand.
You enjoy the view of the slim legs of a young girl.
You are a little afraid if I want to throw a mean scandal about seducing a minor two years ago.
How do you know me badly! And how easily I read everything in your eyes! I, the one who used to read them your desires and whims.
and perform them with delight.
If only you are satisfied with your young mistress.
If only once again he called me, slyly smiling, “little devilish one.”
I shake Nikita’s hand, rise and go to you, sinking, as usual, in your eyes, dying and being resurrected in the few steps that separate us.
You, as before, groping my graceful figure with a glance, undressing and already raping her according to your whim.
You are almost forgotten.
You even make a fleeting motion, as if ready, as of old, to spread me wherever the lust struck you, in spite of my feelings, not wanting to listen to my doubts and take my constraint into account.
But not here, darling, in the presence of the son, his girlfriend and my boyfriend? I smile all understanding smile and slip past you.
Only my lips whisper softly: “After two hours in the living room with a fireplace.”
I know your house well.
He is filled with memories of our pranks, though infrequent, because you are a happily married man, only occasionally allowing yourself to relax in the arms of a minor beauty.
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