"Suck harder, damn it," he told me, and I began to obey him, despite the fact that my tears began to flow ... My lips slid up and down the shaft ...
Assuming that she was a little tired of the monotonous position, I decided to change my position, and, laying her back on the table, and putting her legs on my shoulders, began to cover them with the caress of my hands, and again entering her, to please her in this position. The girl was very sexy and wanting love. She herself stroked herself with her small hands, masturbated her clitoris, sucked her love juices from her finger, collecting them from her pussy. Sometimes it seemed to me that I was only a weak addition to her comforts.
When one, and when and, not a single one. She answered calmly.
The faces of the guests turned to me, interest appeared in their eyes.
Subsequently, I made many attempts to find her, went to Akademicheskaya several times, bombarded her Vkontakte page with messages. But now they remained not only unanswered, but also unread - Galya stopped going to VK. It seemed to me that the last thread that connected us was broken.
Which have! Drink, it's cold.