Maybe I would have sat there until the end of the couple, watching Natalie's actions, if not for Olka, who was sitting next to me, who poked me in the side with a pen. I quickly turned around. "What are you not writing?" she whispered to me and looked round. Natasha managed to bring her knees together and pretended to write. I took a pen and began to randomly write after the teacher, holding myself back so as not to look back again.
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more info.. The boy put me on the sofa, and he planted himself with the top of his ass on my penis. I was somewhat discouraged, but the boy continued to press his ass on the trunk, and finally the member completely entered his narrow hole. I wanted to scream either from fear or from pleasure, but he covered my mouth with his palm and began to slowly move on me, while putting his finger into my mouth, forcing me to suck it. Everything was in a fog, unreality swirled before my eyes and I suddenly finished in him, screaming furiously from the received fountain of pleasure.
It's a pity…
Yes, I'll just take my bags. Kylie reluctantly let go of my hand and climbed the stairs.
Among my best friends was Masha. A beautiful blonde 18 years old with a model appearance, blue eyes the same height as me, breast size 1, the same snow-white skin and a beautiful booty. She, like me, because of the "low scores" did not become a student from the "Major League", although she admitted that she graduated with a gold medal. Because of the model appearance, the guys "glued" to her, so she was afraid to make friends with them, although she noticed a brunette named Sasha, who chatted only on "worldly" topics. Masha was much more sociable than I, although she experienced incredible embarrassment in "our" team. It was immediately clear from her that she was from a wealthy family: she wore an iPhone of the latest model, often talked about trips and chic birthday gifts. I had nothing to stand out: the most expensive decoration of my body was a heart-shaped pendant around my neck, which I inherited from my late grandmother. In order to become more sociable, with the consent of my parents, I decided to move to a hostel, and Masha advised me to do this in order to help me become more "liberated". Allegedly guessing about my financial problems, she insisted on settling in one room. Having promised that she would take care of me, on the same day I moved out of my parent's kopeck piece and moved to live in a hostel. Climbing the stairs to the second floor, with bated breath, I imagined adult life, when no one is watching you, since Masha could help me with this. Entering my room and sitting on the bed, I only now realized my mistake: breaking away from the "family nest", I doomed myself to constant stress, from which insomnia immediately appeared.
Ah ah, girls, I'm about to cum!