I even cringed a little. Through the slumber, I felt my partner squeezing my boobs and buttocks. The dream flew off completely when the caresses became more insistent. Nikolai began to touch me between my legs, pinching my nipples.
And then?
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I'll tell you along the way. With these words, she stood up, turned her back to me, and began to take off her leggings.
I just needed to wash it somehow, so I took it off.
The people were already drunk, the music played loudly, so the ugly scene did not work out. Lesha pulled Igor away from me, but they did not have time to find out the relationship. I hurried to hug them and coo with an innocent look: "Boys, I'm a whore, so let's get out of here and you will fuck both of me." There were no objections, and we followed the familiar path to Leshka's room.
Wow, you've said a lot, progress.
I must say that the same scenario always happens to me. Before sex, or rather before orgasm itself, I sincerely believe in two things:
To be continued...