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“Honey,” he whispered, breaking away from her mouth, “me too.”
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but in the cabin we will definitely wake up Henri, – he smiled and added with a grin: – I can’t put you on the deck.
– Yes.
– thick eyelashes shot up, giving him a black look, – and you can.
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Without a word, Duval ran his thumb over his half-opened lips.
Having outlined their shape, he sent a finger to a small mouth.
Anna, sucking, licked her husband’s finger, continuing to look inviting, pleading for pleasure, with a look.
Serge’s hands began to lift her skirt.
“Honey, help me,” he smiled, “hold her yourself.”
Here he groped the ribbon, on which silk pantalonchiki, trimmed with lace, were held.
– Oh, and this! – grumbled indignantly, continuing to smile.
– How many obstacles are there on you, madam! The ribbon knot did not give in at all, and Duval knelt, his head bowed, and began to untie him with his teeth.
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And when he pulled them off with trembling legs, he felt the moisture slowly sliding down the inside of satin thighs, rushing lower, soaking into stockings.
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