Spanking for two
Sasha was fond of erotic spanking from a young age. But according to the law of meanness, all his ex-girlfriends were not supporters of this type of entertainment. And then one day he was sent to a summer internship in a small village near the Kyiv region. The summer promised to be very hot. It was the beginning of June. Sasha cursed for a long time about the fact that his boyfriend from the capital was locked up in such a wilderness. He was studying to be a surgeon, and in the village of Dubkino there was a temporary need for an assistant surgeon at the local first-aid post. Arriving at the place, Sasha settled in the apartment of some grandmother, with whom the university had supposedly agreed in advance. His shift ended at 20:00, and then go for a walk, Vasya.
Sasha, of course, was jealous of those classmates who had the chance to do internships in Kyiv, because after their shift they calmly went to hang out on the Maidan, or wherever. Sasha already greatly regretted being rude to the dean. But Sashka was not used to being bored, so when his shift ended, he actively explored the local attractions. He especially liked the small forest with a lake in it. He began visiting there every day after his shift.There he met Anna. The girl was very ordinary. A sweet face, slanting brown eyes, a small nose, slightly swollen lips, straight black hair down to delicate graceful shoulder blades, a slender figure, not large breasts, with mischievously sticking out nipples from under a swimsuit, a thin waist that turned into long slender legs. At first glance, he is a real angel, but Sasha, as a guy from the capital, was not very surprised by all this. The only thing that made him really distinguish this seemingly 19-20 year old girl from the rest was her slanting brown eyes, like those of girls from the east, with a cunning look, even slightly lustful. But most importantly, these were swimming trunks that fit such a neat, elastic butt, as if it had been carved by a sculptor. Sasha caught himself thinking that he had never seen a more beautiful ass on one of the girls before. Wide hips, long legs, as they say, set high, which ended in not large, but so round and convex hemispheres that even the simplest swimming trunks, which did not tightly fit them, could not hide their elastic and upturned forms.
Under the two graceful rounds, where they turned into long legs, even if her legs stood together, a heart-shaped space was formed, emphasizing the roundness and wideness of the hips with the thinness of the waist. At the top, this heart-shaped space ended with two clearly visible mounds of the labia, which seemed to swell as they cut through the fabric of the swimsuit. This indicated that either this girl was very excited at the moment, or she was suffering from excessive abstinence. Usually at her age, even if they walk around with their virginity, they actively engage in handjobs. What was said meant that most likely, even if she was no longer a girl, she hadn’t had sex for a very long time. Sasha has already mentally imagined how this little girl, lifting up her hem, pays, lies on his lap, for 50 savory spanks on her exposed ass, in a sexy tight thong, for being late for a date. Sasha, of course, met Anna. Every evening they swam in the lake, after which they went for a walk around the neighborhood, but Anka always did not let Sasha closer than the pioneer distance, and at exactly 22:30 he saw her off as a lady. It was like this for a week or two. Sasha found out that Anna also lives in Kyiv, which made him very happy, and that during the summer holidays she comes to visit her grandparents. According to the stories, her grandfather was of the old school and held her with a tight rein. Sasha had the idea that perhaps he was purely working on Anya’s peace for her wrongdoing.
This thought kept him from eating and sleeping. He wanted to find out, but Anna responded to questions like:
- Why are you so afraid to go later than 22:30, well, they’ll shout at you and calm down.
- If only.
- What?
- No, nothing.
Anya avoided answering, and after such conversations she blushed deeply to the tips of her ears. Two weeks later, Sashka broke this pioneer distance. They were already actively kissing and Sashka often groped under Anka’s short plaid skirt, teasing her for her charms. Even through Anya’s panties, Sasha’s hand was all shiny from her discharge. She admitted that she was still a girl and before him she didn’t even know how to kiss properly. Sasha was pleasantly surprised by this, because she is already an adult girl.
And so Sashka hatched an insidious plan to deliberately detain Anka until 23:00. When he saw her off, an evil grandfather was already waiting on the threshold, who dragged Anka into the house by the ear, urging her on with savory slaps on the ass. The next day, all of Sasha’s expectations came true. Anna didn’t come to the lake, which means most likely she doesn’t want to show off her striped charms. She also didn’t let Sasha go under her skirt for two or three days, and when asked why, she only blushed deeply, and from a light touch through the fabric of her skirt to her butt, she shuddered violently, loudly gasping for air with her open mouth, or moaning languidly, biting her lower lip, as during caresses under her skirt before a wave of micro orgasms.
Sasha’s practice was ending and finally Anya was two hours late home.
S: The day after tomorrow I will have to go home.
A: I will come to Kyiv as soon as I can.
S: Listen, we’re already seriously delayed, are you going to get screwed again?
A: Not the first time.
S: Are the tracks visible for a long time?
A: How do you know?! “Anka became embarrassed and blush appeared on her cheeks.
S: It’s hard to see how you won’t let anyone touch you after such delays, and at the river you won’t even take off your skirt.
A: Three days. I can sit quietly on the third day, but not always. - Anya said rubbing her butt with her hands, as if in anticipation of what was to come, while her cheeks were already on fire, as if after a dozen tickles. There was a long pause as they approached Anka’s house. On the threshold, as usual in such cases, she was met by her grandfather.
D: Well, honey, you’ve completely lost your conscience!
S: I was the one who detained her.
D: Young man, this young lady has never told you what happens to her for disobedience.
S: No.
D: Anna, tell your boyfriend how you squeal on the bench under the willow twig.
A: Grandfather, don’t, let him leave.
D: No, my dear, I’m fed up with your antics! If he really loves you, then both of you will be flogged, 30 rods each, and if he refuses, you will get all 60, and I don’t care how long you won’t be able to sit after that, okay! And besides, the rods are gone, so tomorrow you’ll have to go get them in the morning so they’ll be soaked in brine until the evening. Waiting for a spanking will make you young people think about your behavior. Best wishes. — And the grandfather slammed the door and entered the house, leaving them alone.
A: Sasha, you shouldn’t. — Sasha made a gesture with his hand and made it clear that she would shut up.
S: Tomorrow we’ll go get some rods together, meet at 7:30 by the lake, there are a lot of weeping willows there. — And they parted.
Morning has come. Sasha was waiting for Anna by the lake at the indicated time. Without it, he did not dare to start cutting rods, since he had no idea how to do it correctly. There was a fire in his head. Today this delicious ass will be spanked in front of him. After all, before that he had only groped her under her skirt, but had never seen her, since Anna is very shy, and today he will not only see all of Anya’s charms, but will also witness her spanking. But the most important thing is that he himself will be whipped in front of her. This all turned Sasha on so much that his friend, if not for the thick fabric of his jeans, would have burst out. Mentally, he decided that he would take his first spanking in his life like a man, and would behave as sexy as possible.
Anna decided to flirt too, taking advantage of the moment. She wore a thin pink thong, the front of which showed through the lace the remains of her pubic hair, shaved that morning. They seemed to highlight the girl’s already tight, elastic and insanely appetizing round ass, crashing between her halves. Then followed
Seeing Anya, Sasha was speechless. Anna had already mentally realized that she would have to lift her skirt in front of her boyfriend today. This made her feel ashamed, so ashamed that the fear of the upcoming spanking disappeared, but at the same time there was a languid burning sensation between her legs, there, just from the thought of all this, in the wet fabric of her panties, hammers were knocking in her crotch, causing desire mixed with shame. She was already ashamed that her 118-year-old girl was being whipped like a child, because she was already a mature girl with all her elastic, graceful forms. And she has to lift her skirt in front of her grandfather. This always made me feel ashamed, and starting from the age of 18, there was something else, not very pleasant, inside the lower abdomen. But today's feeling surpassed other times tenfold. She was shaking all over with excitement, she even had a slight fever. Her cheeks were on fire. All night she imagined how she would have to lie down on a bench in the presence of her beloved guy, lift up the hem of her short skirt, and look questioningly at her grandfather, whether it was possible to leave this subtle protection of girlish modesty in the form of a pink thong. She imagined how coquettishly she would expose her already convex butt, slightly raising her bent back, how she would shudder sexually, biting her sponge and utter languid moans with a slight squeal with each new blow of the rod, from which more and more scarlet stripes would swell on her defenseless ass, making her even sexier. No, she is not a masochist, and she has never even been interested in such things. It’s just that all this in itself makes the girl incredibly excited. And also the fact that her boyfriend will also be flogged in her presence. With these thoughts Anna masturbated for a long time before falling asleep. She came and came, more and more waves of voluptuous orgasms forced her girlish body to beat in convulsions of pleasure on the bed, already wet from her sweat. She arched her back and threw her head back, loudly catching air with her mouth, continuing to rub her exhausted clitoris.
But the desire did not go away anyway. Exhausted Anna fell asleep only in the morning.
Her vulva and clitoris continued to hum with tension, and her pussy juices dripped onto the already wet sheet from her sweat and secretions.
A: Hello!
S: Hello!
A: Well, shall we commit a crime?
S: Come on. Which ones to cut?
A: One and a half meters long, flexible and whippy, slightly thicker than the little finger at the base. Then peel off the leaves and put them here. — Anya pointed to the grass at her feet. And they started cutting the rods.
S: Well, it seems that’s enough?
A: How much do you have?
S: From twenties.
A: I have it somewhere too, it should be enough, let’s cut a little more to have in reserve. This is the least thing I like to do, this waiting and preparation is worse than the spanking itself.
When Anna jumped up behind another willow branch, her airy pleated skirt flew up, revealing the lace elastic bands of her stockings to Sasha’s gaze. When they finished, Anya knew that Sasha was already pretty turned on by her jumping for the branches and specially bent over the already cut twigs, without bending her knees, slowly revealing to Sasha’s gaze not only all the stockings, but also part of the ass.
S: Cool panties. But they will defend poorly.
A: Whatever the difference, you still have to take them off.
S: But apparently they don’t protect anything.
A: This is more a matter of principle.
S: And when should I come to you?
A: At six o’clock. The rods should be soaked in brine.
S: What would it hurt more?
A: Yes, and for disinfection, sometimes the skin bursts if the rod is pulled towards you, this is called spanking with a pull.
S: And how often do you do this, with a quickdraw?
A: From the age of seven, once or twice a week, so what?
S: But you’re already an adult, aren’t you?
A: Yes, but you like my ass?
S: Yes, but what does this have to do with it?
A: And despite the fact that spanking is good for a girl’s bottom, especially from childhood, of course, if you spank wisely. After all, it stimulates the development of her skin sensuality, elasticity, even affects the development of wide hips in a teenage girl, thanks to the regular flow of blood to the buttocks, breaks down cellulite, etc. And of course, it raises the girl to be submissive and moderate. Are you glad that your girlfriend is a virgin, or, as you guys put it, a patriotic virgin at 19?
S: Yes, she’s a virgin, but she’s not very patriotic.
A: Well, that’s also thanks to the rod.
S: You know, I’ve always dreamed of seeing a girl get spanked, especially my beloved one, and with such a great ass like yours.
And most of all I want to flog you with my own hands!
A: Well, well, my dear, cool down. It will be done in time. Now, if it comes to marriage between you and me, you’ll flog her, and then you’ll make her a woman.
S: How do you get a spanking, I mean right before the wedding?
A: This is traditional in our family, the groom gives the first educational spanking to his bride.
S: Did you say the first one?
Yes, and then spanks her throughout their entire life together when she does something wrong. I’m not a masochist and it doesn’t particularly please me that my ass will be torn even after marriage, although I think it’s right and fair. A wife should be an obedient girl and obey her husband in everything, and if anything happens, she should be punished. The twig should be thin, but not too thin, then it will never harm a woman’s butt, but as I already said, on the contrary, it is useful, if only in moderation. Unlike a belt, jumping ropes, and other traditional educational objects, it does not leave bruises, and the pain is much stronger than from a belt, you can believe how many times they spanked me, even with nettles! I myself asked to stop at the willow rod. A willow twig becomes a rod only after it has been soaked in brine for about 5 hours. By the way, I can’t say that it doesn’t turn you on, there is something in it and it’s probably quite sexy to look at your striped butt in the mirror the next day, punished by your loved one. Okay, see you tonight, bye.
S: Happy!
And they parted ways.
Evening has come.
Sasha was going to Anna. He really wanted to wear black trousers with a white shirt, but he was afraid that his non-falling stake would stick out of them in front of Anna, although she would see everything anyway.
Anna met Sasha on the threshold. She was dressed as the day before in a plaid skirt with tank tops and high-heeled shoes. Her voice trembled. There was a blush on the cheeks, either from excitement or shame, although most likely from both.
A: Let's go, everything is ready. — She said in a trembling, broken voice and they went inside. They entered the living room through a narrow, dark corridor with a slightly musty smell. It was bright, despite the fact that the windows were already pre-curtained. In the middle of the large room there was already a wooden bench pulled out to the middle, on which lay a small cushion. Sasha, as a fan of spanking, immediately understood its purpose. It was placed under Anna's lower abdomen in order to raise her ass higher.
Sasha cast an involuntary glance at the girl’s butt and thought that it was unnecessary, since it would already be raised. Grandfather entered the room.
D: Well, are the darlings ready? — in response there was silence. Sasha looked at Anna. It was as if she was ready to fall through the floor and at the same time, most of all she wanted to be right here and now.
D: Anna, why haven’t you brought the rod yet, Anna march! - Anya left the room and returned immediately with a trough in her hands, in which the long willow twigs were wet.
D: That’s good! Well, who will be first, please. — And the grandfather pointed to the bench. Anna had already grabbed the hem of her skirt and was thinking of heading towards the shop, when Sasha beat her to it. Clicking the belt on his black trousers, he unfastened it and pulled the zipper of his fly down.
It’s hard to describe the look with which Anya literally ate up Sasha’s every move. Her knees began to shake and a languid shiver ran through her body. Sasha’s trousers fell in front of the bench. A huge organ protruded from his underpants. He let them down too. For the first time in her life, Anya saw a guy naked, and even excited.
D: What turns you on is the fact that she sees you. - Grandfather chuckled with a malicious smile.
Sasha looked at Anna. She stood motionless with her mouth slightly open, her plump bow-shaped lips were wet, her cheeks were crimson, she was breathing heavily, which made her dimple on her neck beat like a bird driven into a corner. Having met Sasha’s gaze, she immediately lowered her eyes, batting her long, slightly curved eyelashes, embarrassed even more than before. She stood in front of him, as if picking the floor with the toe of her shoe, her leg bent at the knee, her hands clasped in front of her, and she looked at him with a lustful smile from under a black strand of hair with a hanging bang. Sasha lay down on the bench. Grandfather chose a rod. He whistled it in the air, testing its flexibility. Sasha’s buttocks tensed and relaxed to the beat of this whistle. Anya smiled and thought: “Exactly like mine in such cases.” Then she held her breath, as if it was not Sasha who would be spanked, but her.
D: Well, are you ready? - The grandfather asked, looking at Anna, who was watching what was happening with all her eyes, as if afraid to miss the slightest detail. Sasha just nodded his head in response. The grandfather checked the twig in the air for flexibility several more times and began to spank. Sasha endured the first five blows in silence, only the whistle of the rod cutting through the air of the room disturbed the silence and the creaking of the bench from a slight shuddering of Sasha’s whole body, with each new blow, leaving a pink stripe on his white bottom, which quickly turned red. Anna, standing nearby, with every blow to Sasha’s ass, slightly closed her eyes, shuddering imperceptibly, squeezing and releasing her buttocks, as if a second invisible twig was slashing both her and Sasha’s ass. Then Sashka began to make light moans.
After the twentieth blow, he could no longer control himself and screamed loudly after each blow. His bottom was all cut with red stripes, and each new blow was like the touch of a splintering iron. Suddenly, everything ended for him, when it seemed that there would be no end at all. He stood up and with difficulty pulled on his shorts and trousers. He turned around, fastening his belt and looked at Anka.
Never before had she seemed more beautiful to him than now. Exactly like this: embarrassed with disheveled hair, with a lustful look, her eyes simply sparkled with desire and excitement. But it was her turn and she was clearly embarrassed and ashamed that she would now have to bare herself in front of her beloved guy, but strangely enough, this was what excited her so much that a shiver ran through her, and she realized that she would cum long before the end of the spanking, since she had never wanted it so much before.
She had come under the rod before, but she always considered it some kind of vice and tried not to think about it. But this happened rarely and at the end of a particularly severe flogging. After such incidents, the pillow on which she was lying was all wet and her grandfather, shaming her, added a dozen hot ones. The last thing she wanted was for this to happen today, but she realized that it was inevitable, she was too excited. Her nipples were so swollen that the top no longer hid her girlish charms, but only betrayed her sexuality. At least unscrew your panties. It was at that moment that Anya realized that she wanted to be flogged in front of her boyfriend, it was stronger than sex, it couldn’t be put into words. She didn't feel as sweet when she watched Sasha's spanking as she did now, realizing what was about to happen. It was at that moment that she realized that it was a natural desire for a girl to be whipped by her beloved, to feel shame and pain at the same time, which reverberated in the lower abdomen with a feeling stronger than any multiple orgasm that she had repeatedly experienced while caressing herself in a lonely bed. She finally realized that there are no “normal” people, no “masochists”, it’s just a natural desire for every girl. It’s just that not everyone has had time to discover this gift in themselves. Even nature made sure that a woman’s butt would be best suited for spanking due to its structure and sexuality, without which its full beauty cannot be revealed. It dawned on her that the girl was created for obedience, and the man was created for her education. All this flashed through her head in a matter of seconds. After that, the cold sweat left her forehead and she smiled slyly, looking at Sasha’s grimace, then slowly, swaying her hips with a sexy gait, like a model on a catwalk, she headed to the bench, without waiting for her grandfather’s invitation. Anya walked up to the bench and grabbed the hem of her short skirt. It seemed to Sasha that his heart was about to stop, and there was something excitingly and sweetly tickling in his chest. He felt his pants simply cracking from the pressure of his penis from the inside.
D: Wait Anna! There's no point in flashing your butt in front of the guys. This young man has proven that he loves you, and now I think that he should take pity on your girlish modesty and wait outside the door. Sasha turned around awkwardly and trudged not contentedly to the door into the corridor, thinking that if he didn’t see it, he would at least hear this sweet creature singing under the rod. But then Anya stopped him.
A: Sasha, wait. - With these words, she turned her whole body towards him, making a turn so fast that her skirt flew slightly into the air, showing her grandfather the piquancy of the lingerie that the girl had put on for such an occasion. Grandfather understood everything without words, so Anya didn’t have to continue. Anya, in turn, noticed how much Sasha’s trousers bulged out, and only smiled flirtatiously at him, straightening the hairs from her blush on her cheeks.
A: This is not fair of you! I saw Sasha’s flogging, why can’t he watch how they will flog me?! - Anna said to her grandfather in an irritated voice.
D: He’ll get over it, there’s no point in looking at your charms before the wedding, if he really loves you, he’ll have time, so he’ll get tired of you. Sasha did not agree with these words, because he could not understand how such a body could get boring, but he decided to remain silent.
A: Yes, I agree, but you know that I will be terribly ashamed in his presence during the spanking, and you yourself said that shame is an integral part of punishment!
D: Yes, that’s true, but that’s not the point, really! Look at you, you're already trembling with excitement. Just say that you want to show off your sexy figure, and even in such a piquant situation, when your young girl’s ass is whipped with a rod.
S: Yes, that’s true, so what! Yes, I want you to flog me in front of him, but it excites me, and just thinking about it has already made me all wet since last night.
D: Shut up, bitch, what are you doing!
A: And what, grandpa, are you whipping me at the age of 19, and even in the presence of my boyfriend, it doesn’t matter if he’s in the room or listening to everything under the door, and you want me not to cum under the rod from excitement?! Sorry, but I'm not frigid!
D: Well, if that’s the case, then have it your way, let him look! But keep in mind that I will flog you with a drawbar, and try to cover yourself with your hands or wiggle your butt at least once! I’ll start spanking again, from the first blow, understand?! You know me! - The grandfather muttered grumpily in a dissatisfied voice.
A: Yes, and one more thing, let Sasha flog me, since he’s already left. Don’t worry, he knows how to spank and what a spanking with a guy is, I personally told him the day before. All he had to do was test his theoretical knowledge in practice.
D: Well, you little one has gone completely crazy, the barzometer is probably completely out of order! Well, oh well, since he’s left, let him flog him. Only on one condition: since he is not experienced, you will receive ten rods more than the assigned one, do you agree?
A: Okay. — Exhaling quietly, Anya said
barely audible, realizing that it would not be easy.
Sasha stood not just in shock, but even more. If there is a state of nirvana on Earth, then he was there. Finally all his deepest dreams came true.
Then Anya lay down with her lower stomach on the pillow, after which she lifted the hem of her skirt high, right up to her waist, so that her two sexy dimples were even visible just below the lower back above her butt, and sighed quietly pitifully. Anya stretched out on the bench, stretching her arms out in front, squeezing the edges of the bench in her palms; she arched her back, as if lifting her butt above the pillow. Her delicious ass turned out to be the highest place. Sasha could not stop admiring this picture, her graceful and round body shapes. It was just perfect. Grandfather approached Sasha.
D: Well, see how she laid out in front of you! Give this lustful bitch so much that she wouldn’t be able to sit down for a week. — The grandfather muttered angrily through his teeth.
Sasha went to the trough with rods and chose the longest, thin and, in his opinion, biting twig. Anna followed him with her eyes, trying not to give it away, turning only the pupils of her brown eyes to look out from under her scattered hair, while remaining motionless on the bench. Then, without testing it for flexibility, approaching the bench, without warning, Sasha hit Anka with it on his protruding ass, yanking it towards himself. The girl shuddered with her whole body without making a sound. Only the whistle of the rod and the scarlet stripe, which quickly turned red, drawing both halves clearly on the girl’s bottom at the most convex point, spoke of the first blow. A couple of seconds later, when Sasha admired the actions of his hands, he whipped Anna again, then again and again + Sasha spanked the girl slowly, with taste and draw. After each blow, Anya shuddered with her whole body, but continued to remain silent like a partisan, clutching the bench and biting her lips until they bled. Sasha, like an artist, laid parallel stripes on the girl’s defenseless, already badly whipped ass. Sometimes the blows did not come out parallel and crossed the previous ones. At these moments, Sasha saw how the girl’s body was shuddering especially strongly, and her hands were convulsively squeezing the edges of the bench, and began to deliberately lay the rod across the previous blows, trying to ensure that it crossed out as much as possible the already swollen red welts on the girl’s butt, who had so humbly and obediently surrendered to his disposal. Only on the twentieth blow did Anna bend in her back, twitch strongly, bite her lower lip and exhale sharply and languidly. This was only half the spanking. On her bottom, stripes from the rods covered the entire surface like a net, so there was no point in trying to specifically hit the bruised area crosswise. Sasha busily lowered the rod, and forgetting about the presence of his grandfather, stroked the whipped surface of Anya’s ass, causing her to simply tremble as if from an electric shock, tremble with her whole body, and pliantly bend in the back, presenting her whipped ass to meet his hand, imperceptibly spreading her legs to the sides, as if inviting his fingers inside the wet, pulsating virgin vagina. Her breathing quickened and became ragged. At the moment of the touch, she barely audibly moaned, either from pain or from excitement. Looking at this, the grandfather grunted displeasedly into his clenched fist, causing Sasha’s hand to immediately jerk back, and Anya sighed languidly. Sasha walked around the shop to the other side and continued the spanking. Anna was already moaning loudly with each new blow, arching her whole body, throwing her ass slightly up behind the twig. She was already seething with desire, and was actively rubbing her pubis on the pillow, which was already all wet, especially after Sashka stroked Anya’s ass. Her fidgeting soon became so obvious that it was noticed by both her grandfather and Sashka. On the twenty-ninth blow, she began to squeal softly with each subsequent blow. After the 39th blow, Anya barely noticeably spread her legs to the sides and looked slyly at Sashka, turning her head slightly to the side. In her gaze one could read shame, desires and a plea to do what she wants. Sasha understood everything without words and delivered the final blow so that the tip of the twig hit the wet crotch, the moisture of which only intensified the pain of touching the tip of the rod to such a tender and intimate place of the girl.
At this moment Anna screamed loudly, shaking in a convulsive orgasm and flying off the bench, she fell motionless to the floor on her side, tucking her long legs under her at the knees, clasping them with her arms. Her whipped ass was as lovely as a ripe peach in this position. A moment later, she was shaken by several more silent spasms of orgasm, after which she remained motionless with her eyes closed and her slightly open mouth greedily catching air. The grandfather silently left the room, making it clear that Sasha would take care of her himself. Sasha approached Anna, picked up her weakened body in his arms and carried her towards the sofa by the window. Putting her down on her stomach, he went for a rag, which he soaked in brine from under the bars and then squeezed it out slightly, and carefully began wiping the affected areas of the girl’s butt with the cold, burning material. Anya moaned loudly in pain across the area with terrible excitement. That night she became the woman who received her first spanking from her lover and lost her virginity in one day.
P. S: Dear girls, I am still waiting for your letters! Is there really not one naughty girl in Kyiv who needs to be properly educated? Write to me at liriky@mail.ru. Your Lyric.
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