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The third day began with a lot of people drove into the carriage again. I managed to get up and get dressed, and Anyuta lay naked under a blanket, among the passengers rushing back and forth. She did not know where her clothes were, even her panties, I hid them safely. Leaving for a walk through the carriages, I noticed a blush on her face, a sure sign that under the blanket she was now flowing. I grinned, remembering that her place was actually on the top shelf and if the rightful owner came to the bottom, it would be fun.
Walking along the ...
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On the morning of the second day I was watching a pretty picture. Anya had breakfast with grandmothers from the bottom shelves. They chatted nicely. Naturally, after asking about her studies, the grandmothers began to ask about the "suitors", to which Anya replied that she had no boyfriend, allegedly was alone, but he was a fool, etc., etc. Old women nodded approvingly and kindly grumbled that now all girls are depraved. I wonder what they would think if they knew that good Anyuta, if I want to, in five minutes will give in the ass without lubrication, swallow ...
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At about 11 o'clock in the evening at the station announced the landing of the fast train Moscow - Vladivostok. It amused me. How can a train be soon, if it travels for six days, isn't it. Having walked a little in the crowd, I finally got to him and found my car. Typical reserved seat, in which almost nothing has changed since Soviet times.
I got the top shelf, two old women sat on the bottom, and a girl settled on the remaining top, even more likely a girl named Anya ...
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I got the top shelf, two old women sat on the bottom, and a girl settled on the remaining top, even more likely a girl named Anya ...
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