My Friend’s Mom Lured Me to Her Place and Fucked Me – Russian Amateur with Conversations

Hello. - Hello. - Are you Kirill's mother? - He just texted me, said I was pulling up. Where is he?

It's not him. - Not him? Look, I thought maybe you knew about air conditioning. And Kirill went to the cottage with his girlfriend. - To the cottage with your girlfriend? He just left his phone, I found your number. - She must be a good friend. - I guess. I don't know. I don't know him.

Well, the air conditioning doesn't work. Maybe you can take a look at it, or you can't. - No, I don't. That's not my department. I'm more of a humanitarian. - Look, just sit down, okay? - Sit down? Since you're here, maybe we'll have some tea. - All right, come on. - Yeah. Here you go. - Thank you.

So, what makes you think I do air conditioning? Actually, to be honest, my air conditioning just broke. That's not why I wrote you. - Yeah? If I'm being honest, I put the cookies there, by the way. Maybe you'd like it, drink it, it's delicious. I made them myself.

So, what do you need me for, what's up with you guys? You were at our house the other day. I looked at you like that. You're so strong, manly. Wait, Cyril said no one was at the house when I was at your house? Maybe he didn't know I was home. And I watched you, watched you. - Did you peek?