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Cooling down after the first sex in my life, I couldn’t come to my senses, my brains and consciousness were almost completely shut off. This was facilitated by the actions of my tormentor: putting his hand on my pussy, Sevastyan smeared sperm slowly flowing from her vagina. Then he began playfully pulling rings on my lips, returning me to the pre-orgasmic state. With his other hand, he pulled a cell phone from under the bench and dialed a number.
- Victoria? We are in the bath. Come ...
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My eighteenth birthday was overshadowed by tragedy - after a long and serious illness, my father died, leaving my sister and me alone in this world: twelve years ago, my mother died giving birth to Anya. Dad decided not to marry a second time, and gave all the attention to us, - as he said, to his favorites, he tried to give us the best upbringing he could. But two years ago, he became very ill, and most of the household troubles fell on me.
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