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Denis started Tuesday with oily hair, red eyes, and a greasy penis. All night long, he masturbated to the memory of that scum, he imagined her naked and scared, roaring and moaning.
In any grin, she just didn't seem pretty to him. Even her name seemed somewhat priestly: Anastasia. Nastenka! Denis didn't have time to wash up and tidy himself up, so he went to work as he was.
The boss -a man- looked at him briefly and buried himself in his monitor, Oksana growled 'hi', Nadia didn't even look up, just nodded. Nastenka spilled tea, but she removed the stains from her and even said ‘crawl’. The voice Denis finally heard sounded disgusting.
There were few tasks that day, and he was dirty. Smelly Denis staggered around the office doing nothing. As luck would have it, there were only three of them left: him, the boss, and Nastya. Walking over to his desk, he saw a working draft: the cover of the birth control pills.
The client also sent samples and instructions, which showed a woman's body in one section, well, and the genitals as well. Nastya held this picture sheet very carefully, running her finger over each line she read.
Then he began to gently drive along the painted vagina, stopping at the clitoris. Denis noticed this and suddenly began to gain degrees all over his body. Without stopping, he watched the little coward draw in circles over her vagina, scratching her girdle with her fingernail, stroking the clitoris with the pillow of her finger. High...
"Are you feeling bad or what?" The boss interrupted the fog of dreams. "Did the tea wobble?"
"It's covered."
“Well go, get some air, help Oksana Valerievna. The boxes are heavy there. At the same time, she will bring the design files to the client."
Denis surrounded the little girl. She sat with such a hardworking face, as if he didn't touch her vagina, limbs, and other fucking joys at all.
Design files were delivered in half an hour. But they weren't in a rush to get back to the office, either. Oksana took Denis back to her house. She first asked for a shower, because he himself already felt how she smelled him. On leaving, he was dumbfounded. In front of him were Oksana and Nadia naked.
"Why are you scared?" They both laughed. "Aphids, aren't you as brave and greyhound as the first day of our friendship?"
“You know it, Nadia, but you know it and you teach him more. He pretends to be a formidable super bastard, and can't even grab a shell."
"Well, we'll do a hit ‘friend’." Denis thought. "We will have to roast two horses."
Oksana approached him first and began to caress his body and his chest covered with goosebumps, stopping with her fingers on his nipples. They were hard, the circling hairs stood up like a stiff fence.
Nadia confidently stomped down the meeting steps and removed the towel from Denis's waist. His cock was already preparing to stand up, just shaking in fits and starts.
Grasping his hips with her hands, caressing them, Nadia began to caress the head of the ‘friend’ with the tip of her tongue, Denis took a deep breath, his chills began to disappear. Then, like a stocking on your leg, she placed her lips on a big long cock.
Oksana launched into a passionate kiss, twisting the boy's neck. With her tongue she felt all his front teeth, deepening. She licked her index finger and ran it over Denis's lips, neck, back, and buttocks. She carefully penetrated between the elastic buns and immediately felt a tight hole.
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