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I knelt between her legs.

Her silk peeking out of the bush of blond hair – my girlfriend was a natural blonde. Grabbing her by the knees and keeping your feet in the air, I pressed my face to the crotch, then looked into her eyes and asked.

- NZL?
- Do not talk, and get down to business, – she said.

My tongue slid up and down her swollen lips. At first they were dry, but gradually watered first from saliva, and then from her own smazochki – excellent taste.

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