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Hmm… And what did the baby decide to demonstrate?! To be honest, today was a dreary day, and I was not in the mood to watch this. And yet I did not stop her. And isn’t she stupid? Now it’s not surprising that she dragged along with that moron. If there are no brains, then there are none.

When she was done with her blouse, she took it off her shoulders and tossed it onto the bed. Almost without looking, still with the same impudent challenge in his eyes. It even made me laugh. From the pot two inches, and there – I am sure of my own irresistibility. As if my dick should jump out of my pants from her under-striping, and my brains will be cut off fucking!

– What is your name? – to admit, her demonstration performance began to tire me. I had to end this.

She was in no hurry to answer. She kicked off her shoes and began to fasten her tight jeans. She unbuttoned the button and only then threw:

– And what does it matter? – all the same challenge as in the look. She yanked the lightning sharply. No matter how hard she tried to sound confident, I could see that her hands were shaking. Wrong games to play, baby. We know very well why I’m here, but…