I didn't answer, just hugged her tighter. The shock was not going to pass, it all resembled delirium. The goon dragged me along with him, roughly holding my elbow, out of the cubicle, past the sinks and urinals. A crowd of guys and men stood with phones, they all stared at me, their mouths open. Only then did I look down: the dress, folded into a thin strip of folds, hung at the waist, my tits were shaking as I walked, my pussy was completely naked. Fuck no… Covering my face with one hand, I tried to put the fabric back in place with the other. It was possible to cover the slit, but it was impossible to put on the straps. We went out into the corridor, people in it watched with interest how a disheveled whore was being taken out of the men's toilet, desperately covering her breasts with her hands. The bully turned the other way, back from the main hall, through the service door and to another.
He went headlong into work, regularly relieving patients of depression and other troubles, while he himself suffered silently. And once they had a night conversation on the most painful topic. Alexey has long understood that the jealous feeling from what he himself wants to propose to his wife takes possession of him more and more, excites, seduces with his depravity.
I could, but I won't. I can drag a member.
liveartbcs.com/argentina/11-01-2022. “Lera, why are you so excited, there is nothing terrible in this, on the contrary, all this is happening is very intriguing to me,” he said, giving me a glass of water. I drank and gave it back to him. He again took the rubber member from the table and began to turn it in his hands.
Since autumn, I looked at her from time to time at lectures, she stared at me, but we did not start conversations with her. And then we had a New Year's Eve at the university. My group is rather inert in terms of student life. In general, I was alone, talked at the evening with friends from other groups, watched the girls dance, and despite the fact that there was nothing to do at home, I decided to go to my apartment.
“No…” I said confusedly.
God…