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And gently touching the floor barefoot, went to the kitchen.
Preparation took a good hour and a half.
But, it is necessary to recognize that my usually meager, dining table, now looked no worse than a restaurant.

There was no doubt that this was one of Elena Nikolaevna’s favorite activities.
Dinner is served.
– She said with the intonation of the hero of the film “Gentlemen of Fortune.”
– Sit down to eat, please.
Looking at all this magnificence, I suddenly realized that I did not want to eat, namely, to “eat”.
And looking at how pieces of baked chicken disappear at cosmic speed, Elena Nikolaevna just smiled sweetly, slowly chewing on neat portions.
I have wine, don’t you want? – She asked, and, somehow embarrassed, added.
– Good, Crimean.
Thanks, I – pass.
I prefer tea.
And I drink a little, if you do not mind.
Elena Nikolaevna, we agreed – you feel at home.
I was terribly uncomfortable with the fact that an adult, not a stranger at all, constantly asks me for permission on every little thing.
Of course, I’m sorry.
The word of the master is the law.
– she said jokingly.
“The word of the master is the law.”
The phrase echoed in my head.
“Law”, “law”, “law”.
Elena Nikolaevna went to look for wine.
The restless beast twisted again in his shorts, quickly gaining strength, and after a couple of seconds he was already treacherously sticking out through delicate matter.
I got up to make tea

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I’m lying, got up to hide the hellish riser.
Elena Nikolaevna returned and sat down at the table, waiting for me to join her.
It has long been brewed tea, and the naughty neighbor in his pants and did not think to go down.
It was urgently necessary to do something.
Pull on this view was stupid.
I turned sharply and fell like a stone on a chair, watching the gaze of a woman who had still slid on my groin for a moment.

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She immediately looked away.
Can you bring me a glass? – quietly asked Elena Nikolaevna.
That’s the number.
I after all precisely know that she noticed my sticking out trunk.
To play means decided? Well, let’s play.
In the end, I’m at home.
Of course, one minute.
Slowly rising from the table, folded his arms behind his head and slowly stretched.
The member bulged his shorts like a sailboat mast.
With side vision, I noticed that my guest, as hypnotized, did not take her eyes off the penis that had suddenly turned out so close.
Another second.
Enough for now, time to go.
Deadly silence behind the back did not break any sound.
After the first glass, Elena Nikolaevna’s eyes glittered wetly.
The speech has become a bit uneven.
And so, in proportion to the absorbed alcohol, I gradually discovered her whole life.
The life of a simple teacher of Russian language and literature, with an unloved husband, fake friends, and who found solace only in her sons.
The hot summer sun was setting over the horizon, like shame and understanding in the eyes of Elena Nikolaevna.
Increasingly, she tried to translate the conversation into a piquant course, but I just made a deadpan look and returned them time after time.
That was my game, and it doesn’t matter to me that she already forgot about it.
Elena Nikolaevna became more and more intense, displaying remarkable persistence, but I still calmly ignored her, frankly admiring ripe melons of breasts, which appeared in the opening neckline of the robe.
The woman absolutely did not notice this, apparently the Crimean wine was really good.
Citing fatigue, Elena Nikolaevna asked to be taken to the room, she tentatively kept on her feet, hung on my arm, and continued to talk all sorts of nonsense.
I helped spread her bed and, wishing good dreams, I left the lady alone with myself, and he retired to his room.
Staring at the white ceiling, I saw only a large soft chest with pink nipples, languid eyes, mature tender hips, a mouth parted in ecstasy and could not get rid of this madness.
I had a wonderful evening with a young girl-athlete, and I was fixated on the mature charms of my aunt who had suddenly returned from a forgotten past.
My sufferer whined, hummed and itched from the desire to penetrate into something soft and slippery.
Well, or at least just dump the accumulated stock of sperm.
Not wanting to be noticed for selfless masturbation, I decided to repeat today’s session of Elena Nikolaevna in the same place and headed for the bathroom. Hidden cam couple sex.

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