Time ago:
Once our club was rented for the night by a very rich girl who celebrated her birthday with her friends. Among them were quite well-known ladies. When I went on stage during the first program, I noticed that the girls were sitting at small tables of 4 5 people, which were located in a semicircle around the oval stage. The birthday girl sat in the center, at the largest table on the dais. The stage in our club was not high, about half a meter with a pylon in the center. Then, among the guests, I noticed a fairly popular pop singer. At first I couldn't believe my eyes. I really liked her both as a singer and as a woman. I knew that she was married, so I looked for a long time to see if she really was. And during the second program, I met her eyes. She looked at me with interest, and when our eyes met, she smiled and winked at me, showing "class" with her thumb. I had no more doubts. It really is her.
I approached her, leaned over and we began to kiss, she put down the tablet and began to gently pull me to her bed.
However, the nephew of the chick suddenly intervened in their future plans. It was the son of his mother's younger sister, whom they decided, as April believed, "throw on him." But he liked to mess around with it. And she saw in sitting herself with someone else's son only the danger that if she didn't watch it, then everyone would fall on her. She didn't even need to do that.
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She was still the same corset, the same white stockings and the same panties transparent from moisture, through which even from 3 meters her pussy was perfectly visible.
Let me help you - and Natasha put her hand on the back of her friend's head, pushing her head onto the penis.
Katya whispered into Seryozha's ear and left the room picking up all the linen. When asked how everything went, Kate replied:
The VIP bed took far from being a VIP body. Fresh sheets cooled the body pleasantly, the mattress purred softly creaking when Lyuda and I floundered in a love battle. Her body turned out to be beautiful. I mean, there was no excess fat, which is rare in people associated with free food. The muscles are not flabby, but the very thing that a woman needs. And even the tummy had something like a press. But her pubis was something special. Massive, protruding like a bulldog's jaw, covered with sparse blond hairs. Massive large labia covered the entrance to the vagina. When they opened in anticipation of the guest, under them were small ones, from the joint of which the clitoris was exposed like a bean.