Finally, the design has arrived. The chief ordered to insert the legs and arms into special leather straps made like four loops. He pressed the remote control and I hung in the middle of the room, at the level of the groin of the sitting men. It was comfortable to hang, the straps were soft and did not press anywhere, but I could not get rid of this captivity myself. Swinging in front of men dressed in formal suits was so humiliating that I even closed my eyes.
Vera was drunk and cheerful, I helped her with her dress, and while I was fiddling around, it seemed to me that a shadow flickered on the balcony. The windows were covered with translucent curtains, and a yellow street lamp was burning opposite the second floor, and I thought that this was a moth flying near him or something.
“Hi, how are you, is it late?” she said, smiling at all thirty-two.
You know what I like, he said. He let go of the bottom of her skirt. Footsteps and conversation were heard from the left, she lowered her T-shirt. A moment later, a couple of men passed by without even looking in their direction. It was possible to go for a walk further, but he decided to continue what he started. He pulled her skirt down to her knees. She was silent and watched his actions. He lifted her T-shirt, took a step back, took out his phone and started taking photos. Quick footsteps were heard and local guys jumped into the alley, seemingly youngsters. The first saw a naked female body and braked sharply, the rest began to fly into it. She quickly lowered her shirt and pulled up her skirt. He took her by the hand and shouted:
liveartbcs.com/venezuela/03-03-2022. At the time of my admission to the university, I had been dating Vadim for almost a year. Everything was fine with us. And even the fact that I went to live in another city did not change anything. Love at a distance. Meeting once a month, or even two. I didn’t go home more often, it was far away. He only visited me a few times. And in my third year, I already showed off with a wedding ring, and in less than a year I became a mother. And after less than three ... a divorced girl with a small one in her arms. True, as to the father of our offspring, there are no complaints. Vaska often communicates with his father, who not only supports him financially, but their relationship is normal. So the son has a father. And the fact that I found a man for myself, although it was unexpected for the former, was received with dignity.
I said that it's okay and I understand everything, and only then I noticed that my right hand was cut, apparently on Misha's teeth.
Tatyana grabbed my hand, apparently afraid that I would understand everything, but I pretended that I did not feel anything and began to penetrate her vagina with my fingers. To say that it was wet there means to say nothing, my father's sperm flowed out of both of her holes, but I did not show it and continued my caresses. Lowering my head to her tummy, I smelled sperm and for some reason it aroused me and pushing the strip of her panties to the side, I began to lick her pussy, then my father's sperm, with which he pumped her.
Only I don’t take it in my mouth, sorry. I always start to vomit and I can't help myself. Forgive me again. She pleaded pleadingly.