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In addition to their habitat, they differed from simple octopuses in size (the size of a house), the number of tentacles (50 at a minimum), an even more virtuosic ability to disguise (at least to match the color of the sky), and most importantly – the sadistic intellect.
The favorite victims of the ground octopus were attractive girls.
If some beautiful woman passed by the disguised sprint – surely alone! without any accompanying friends, girlfriends, parents, etc.
! Without witnesses !.
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The girl looked at me with interest, narrowed her eyes, shot her eyes and said: “I don’t know how about other girls, but I’ll say for myself: I usually decide with whom and when I will meet, with whom I will talk for a long time, and with whom I don’t, for whom I will always find time for, and for whom I will always be “busy”, and in the end, with whom I will sleep, and for whom I will always be “not ready”, while allowing him to try to push me.
“There is nothing super-surprising in this,” I replied. “Anyone can boast the same, because a certain number of people who want to stir up something with her often gather around any more or less attractive girl.
There are guys for whom you will always be just one of.
“Well, it’s not me,” the girl said confidently.
“And you too,” I answered no less confidently, “can be for someone like that.”
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I looked after her rapidly receding narrow back, strikingly thin waist, chiselled calfs, one of which blueness a small birthmark.
Without giving a report, I followed.
I forgot about the queue.
I walked, bending my head, and greedily sniffed the trail of her smell in the corridor, like a despicable dog behind a bitch in the heel, completely unaware and not thinking what will happen next.
She disappeared behind some, I did not have time to notice, the door, and I stopped in confusion.
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The girl froze, tensed.
She no longer wanted to cry, comprehending yet unfamiliar sensations.
Oleg felt the smell of freshness, soap and something else.
He now intelligently, slowly covered the young ass with kisses.
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I was not taken aback, put the “skin-seat” next to me, inviting me to sit down.
“How are you settled?” – sitting on the place offered by me asked the girl.
“” We rest.
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Said we can agree on the price without problems.
-And what in return? -He didn’t believe that I was alone here asking for a hotel.
– I hope you are not cheap? – Do not worry, I have a feeling that he is ready to pounce on me.
(Magic pills for supermen in bed!) -Well, look.
Nat went on to choose things and I stood and watched.
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Going to the building, in which, if my memory did not change, this tavern was supposed to be, I saw that there was no sign on it, the windows were hung with black cloth, the door was closed.
“Perhaps they moved” – I thought, but just in case I knocked and started looking around, hoping that I could ask a passing man about the fate of the tavern.
– Aah? – heard from the opened door.
Turning my head, I saw a girl in a black dress with horns familiar to me and.
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At one of those moments, my sperm spat on her nose and she instantly swallowed my dick.
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“I reached for the shower.
“We’ll go in now.”
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What I saw there did not leave any doubt – my son was fucked in the ass.
Sadly, brutally fucked.
And, it seems, not once.
The blood rushed to my head, I turned my son face up and slapped him in the face.
It worked, he stopped crying and looked at me more or less meaningful.