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Irina sighed in fright, transfixed with fear.- Sasha, stop it ... - she whispered loudly already, feeling herself begin to throb. The girl’s nipples were already stiff with excitement - this is superfluous... Please...She is very scared that at any moment they will be seen, but like no one pays attention.The hands of the guy climbs under the bra and begin to massage her breasts. He is almost completely absorbed in this and only moves on like machine.- Sasha... - the girl tries to stop him with one hand, no longer frightened. She never thought that she would start to feel like that right on the bus - Sasha... Stop it...Sasha felt the hand of a girl on his, she prevents to caress her breasts. He woke up from a trance and looked at her - Irina?- Sasha... Stop it... - she whispered, trying to remove his hand - they will see us now...Frightened and understood the situation, he removes his hands - I-I'm sorry, Irina! I do not know what came over me! You were moving so much that I thought. "Afraid that old Bertha's gonna come in here?" he asked as he turned and flipped the lock. Julie thought she could hear a groan of disappointment coming from behind the door. She felt her body swaying as it seemed to melt from excitement. It was as if she were with another man. Jim was completely changed. Julie. looked at him in complete amazement. Even his face seemed changed. It seemed to ripple with an excitement and sensuality that Julie had never seen on it. Even when they'd screwed before, he always seemed calm, in complete possession of himself. Now he looked like some kind of animal. The look excited her beyond belief. She wanted him wildly."Baby, I want to fuck you like I've never wanted to fuck anybody before in my life," Jim whispered huskily as he walked slowly towards her. Julie looked down and noticed that familiar growing bulge between his legs. She started walking towards him and noticed that her clit twitched wildly with every step she took. Her nipples scraped.
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