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She woke up as if nothing had happened.
Putting in order in appearance she went to work.
The working day passed very quickly.
And now the hot evening.
She rises at the entrance to him, the most beloved person.
Opening the door with her key and starting to take off her shoes, she heard some sounds.
Quickly going into the room, she saw her lover, who in a standing pose fried some kind of brunette.
A thousand emotions pierced her at once.
In the first place was of course jealousy and hatred.
But now he turned and smiled tenderly at her as she loves.
Join, he said languidly and winked, she wanted to throw herself and scratch his beautiful eyes, but she jerked back and ran to the front door.
But then he grabbed her hand and abruptly turned her around, for a moment more and he already forcedly kissed her, and his hands eagerly and fleshly caressed her ass.

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He forcefully pulled her back to the room where he took the handcuffs and threw her on the bed, tied her hands on both sides, removed her pants and panties.
Then, having tied her legs the same way, he again carnivally smiled at her.
She begged him to let go and stop all this, but she understood the futility of her requests.
That girl entered the room again.
Of course it is strange, but the first thought that came to her when she saw her was not jealousy, but that he found in her than she is better than me.
The girl introduced herself to Christina.
Her favorite was sitting in the chair and thinking about something.
She lay completely helpless open before them in what the mother gave birth.
Apparently he finally got some sort of insight, and he whispered something in Christine’s ear, she blushed and lowered her eyes in response.

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Here she took off his robe, a robe in which she was his favorite, too, very often went through the house.
She walked quickly to the bed, climbed on her, and Sveta understood what she wanted to do.
In her eyes, horror and misunderstanding was mixed with fear.
But here’s another couple of seconds, and Christina’s pussy is already over Svetochka’s face.
Sveta felt the smell of a woman, he was not like the smell of men, he was sharper and more refined or something.
Her rosette was just at the level of Sveta’s lips, and she began to decline.
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