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Korean models selling sex caught on hidden cam. Looking at Irkino’s face again, I extended my hand as high as possible.
Fingers pressed against the waist of the skirt, but I didn’t find something, I moved my palm to the bottom of the buttock, and then again, it is.
Pulling my hand out from under her skirt, I carefully began to lift her up.
I looked at her bare leg, thigh, and here was the waist, the skirt was knocked down and sat not on the hips, as I used to wear, but just above the waist, but one of the elements of clothing was missing.
Damn, I snarled to myself when they managed to pull off the heat from her, but after a moment’s silence he doubted this decision, or maybe she pulled them off herself, then the durra could have run into trouble.
My phone rang, I got up from the couch and went in search of him in the corridor, Igor called him, what else he needed, and I didn’t answer, he sounded still half a minute and was silent.


Returning to Irka, I looked at her serene deep drunken sleep.
She lay like a child stretching her arms in different directions, slightly lifting her head to the top, as if she was watching something.
The skirt remained in the same position that I left, pulled up and exposing her hairy pubis.
Black hairs literally cut out a black triangle on her white body, I crouched beside me and gently ran my fingers along her hairs, they turned out to be tough.
Bent over closer, I looked at them, they looked like a thorny black shrub that grew along a small hollow, as if by doing so they were hiding something, although probably our hairs grow in this secluded place just to hide it from everyone , that is, to make a secret.
I giggled.
My fingers slid along her legs, yet how smooth her skin was, I touched her coarse hairs again, they somehow were out of place here, like mockery, like a prickly weed.

I looked at her furrow, which was hidden in the prickly thickets, her pink flesh shone through the black hairs, as intriguingly, all my purring in my stomach began to growl and my chest cracked, brr.
Having once again stroked her smooth leg, I jumped off and ran into the bath.
I found all that I needed, I found Irka in the same posture as I left.
It took me a little more to unfold it so that she lay flat on her back, and the pubis looked at the ceiling, then slightly bent her legs at the knees and spread her to the sides.
Now black thickets that so crowded on the pubis, literally stuck up, a little indecent, but how exciting, brr.
I took a can with shaving foam and squeezed it into my palm, looked at Irka, who was still in a serene drunk dream.
And I started.
A centimeter by centimeter, I destroyed her overgrown, gently, even gently, smearing her skin with a foam, and then cut off the hairs with a blade.

They gave in easily, even surprisingly easily, at first it seemed to me that such spikes were not just coarse, but also strong as wire, but they fell off under the blade, exposing its delicate, smooth skin.
It took another tinker with Irka to shave everything that was between her legs, she had hair, but Irka didn’t bother me, she peacefully snuffled giving me the opportunity to lift her legs up and down, bend, then turn her over.
In general, I could at the moment with her do everything that I wanted and I liked it, damn liked it.
Having finished my work, I smeared her frank nudity with an after-shave cream, for a moment I admired my work.
Having unceremoniously bent her legs at the knees and slightly raising them, I spread my knees to the sides, the bare pubis was literally glowing, the hollow that had been hidden under the bushes of her bush until this moment, now brazenly spoke.

I spread a little wider than her knees, Irka gasped, but that was the end of her reaction to my arrogance.
After waiting a few seconds, I continued to spread my knees to the sides.
The low point that was so compressed so far, suddenly dispersed, revealing the scarlet flesh to my eyes, I shuddered in surprise.
My hands slid from her knees to her pubis, which protruded upward, soft, smooth skin, she glowed in this dim room.
Running my fingers through the clearing that I had cut, I gasped, what a delicate, real pink velvet.
Now her hollow has blossomed, as a flower blooms, revealing petal by petal, slowly turning it inside out, showing everyone its hidden beauty.
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