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“Well, I don’t know:” Margo coquettishly turned her head, dropping her gaze, touching her cute finger with her index finger to her lovely lips, “I came to you to play, and here it is:“ Of course, we will play, ”Brunet pressed her to her, hugging her flexible waist – one does not interfere with one another, right? And it will not hurt us, right? Margo looked interestedly over his shoulder at the bare Anka, who stood with her arms bent over with her hands tied behind her back and in a leather collar.
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this little animal has a pretty face, and she herself is very even: – But Margot is no better than you, – Brunette smiled slyly, interrupting her.
One of his hands moved to Margo’s chest.
“Although you yourself know this very well.”
– Well, let her stay, but after, I’ll take her to me.
There’s just one more place there, ”said Margo capriciously.
– Uh: – The guy in the shirt wanted to say that Anka will need to be returned to the bar, from where she was taken for a while.
But the Shortcut quickly pulled him over by the hand and he stopped talking.
– What? Objections? – Margo looked at them, looking out from behind Brunet.
– No, that you, everything is fine, – Short-cut assured her, – take it to yourself if you like it.
Margo smiled brilliantly again, and Rosly, realizing that the situation was in ruins, opened the door to their living room.
In addition to open heeled shoes and black lace stockings in a large mesh with garters stretching to the belt, there was nothing on it.
With one hand, she held a leash, fastened to the collar of naked Anka, who was kneeling in front of her, with her hands on the floor and her head up, looking at her mistress.
Four men sat in relaxed positions on two sofas nearby and watched the scene.

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The performance promised to be interesting.
“No, well, this is really entertaining,” Margo said, “several men, quite spoiled by women’s attention, brought you here, to the demon’s house, at a certain risk.
As if there is something in you.
Although I can see from your shameless eyes that you are an ordinary whore who only dreams of having her fucked up as the last rubbish.
Margo slowly licked two fingers so that everyone could clearly see.
And holding out her hand, she inserted them into Anka’s mouth, forcing them to suck.
Anka diligently moved her head, tightly clasping her fingers with wet lips and licking them with her tongue.
Her hair, collected in a small tail, swayed in time with the movements.
She raised her ass, standing with cancer and spreading her legs, showing her attractive crotch to men.
“Good dog,” Margot praised her, “starting today, I’ll do your training.”
I want the boys to like you when they use you.
You’re a clever girl, you want that too? Anka’s heart pounded harder, and her breathing quickened.
She nodded her head, looking into Margo’s eyes.
“Okay,” Margo pulled her two fingers out of her mouth and extended her leg, “now suck that.”
Black women’s shoe, consisting of several leather straps tight around the leg of Margot, appeared in front of Anka.
And Anka, without hesitation, took her in her mouth, as far as it was possible, her mouth was quite distorted, trying to clasp the unusual size.
Margot indulgently admired this, slowly put her shoe in his heel on the floor so that the toe remained raised.
And Anka, stretching behind the shoe, resting her hands on her hands, was forced to bow her head to the floor itself, still bending the narrow back and sticking out her beautiful ass.
Continuing to suck on a shoe, putting your mouth on it.
– Well, boys, it’s time for you to play with this stupid little creature, – Margo looked around at the audience and, smiling, stopped at Roslom, who was already starting to get the dick out of her pants.
For one you are Adeline.
For others, the irresistible girl of Hell.
But for me you are a Goddess! Let me myself for you now – nothingness.
You conquered me.
And I am glad to be conquered.
Though I regret now, sometimes.
Especially on those nights when you put me on a chain and, clattering your heels, you go to the place where you and I cannot be.
In the night of colors, luxury and fun.
Then I cling to the wall, and, shivering from cold loneliness, I talk to myself: “Do you remember how we met? It happened on the evening in a St. Porn hidden cam milf.

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