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the make-up on the face is blurred with tears, hair is disheveled, only lowered panty hoses with panties from her clothes, and even shoes on his feet, sperm flows out of the perineum, and bruises on the body from slaps and volleys.
Well, in this sight was something fascinating.
To be continued.

Although it would be difficult for a patient to perceive other signs of trance in a confused breathing, nervously fidgeting in a chair.
“Now,” she tried to speak leisurely and smoothly, “you will begin to wake up smoothly.”
You will remember that you have been awake in this office for about an hour.

You will remember the tests that.
psychologist Inessa.
I gave you this hour.
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You remember this tree, Stas? “Yes,” came dumbly, almost gurgling, opposite the patient’s mouth.
He seemed to begin to calm down a little, to breathe less often and deeper, and even the bulge on his trousers seemed to be slightly smoothed.
The psychologist allowed herself to smile.
The corners of the mouth.
– You will remember how the entire time of the session almost kept your eyes on her lap.
Lust owned you, and the pictures, one hotter than another, appeared in your imagination.
By the present moment, – she has once again insinuatedly lowered her voice, – you can hardly stand it anymore, Stas.
A little more, and you explode.
The teenager’s breathing again became uneven.
His knees moved for a moment and immediately spread again.

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– I am starting to count to ten, Stas, – no longer hiding a smile, she melodiously uttered, she almost sang.
– On the number “ten” you will come to your senses in this chair and everything will be as it is said, as it should be.
Time.
two.
three.
Stretching forward, she handed him a freshly printed sheet of paper.
Depicting nothing more than a greasy ink blot.
– What do you see here, Stas? – The psychologist licked her lips.
Slowly and slowly stretched his legs.
Paint flushed thickly onto the patient’s cheeks.
Where is the majestic and sloppy replica of “Rorschach? How unoriginal”, where is the sarcastic “Doctor, did you study psychotherapy through comics?”? He was now clearly not to cold irony.
– I.
I see.
– He muttered.
His breath could hardly be discerned, and in his eyes there were almost tears.
– I see.
His gaze could not focus on a thin piece of paper, continually sliding down below and touching Inessa’s golden tights glinting in the light of a lamp.
She again slightly changed the location of the legs, half-lacing them.
– Stas, do not be nervous.
Relax.
– With a carefully calculated expression of sincere sympathy and understanding, Inessa looked into his eyes.
– It is clear that you are worried about your problems.
Do not worry – she swallowed saliva – we will definitely be able to resolve them.
She again stretched forward – not forgetting to bend a little lower for the best demonstration of her decollete – and with a gesture of carefully verified sadism, she comfortably touched his knee with the hand.
– Do not worry, Stas, – deliberately not noticing the already gigantic mound on his trousers and looking, as before, only in his eyes, Inessa slightly moved her hand higher.
Intentionally not reaching the danger zone.
– Together we can handle.
cope with anything.
A soft moan broke from the lips of a teenager before her.
– What’s the matter? – The psychologist’s eyebrows pointedly flew up.
Her eyes widened in a flush of ostentatious concern.
– You feel bad?.
Her hand, which continued to lie peacefully on the patient’s leg, moved another couple of millimeters higher and slightly clasped her thigh.
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