Night shift. Double tariff. Dashkova O.

It was them, the living embodiment of her vicious dreams. Two men. Strong, confident. Polina forgot how to breathe when at exactly midnight they entered the spacious Hall of the hotel. One - with the cold gaze of the predator, from which the heart was chill. The second is with clean fire of lust, burning consciousness and body to the ground. How to resist such a temptation? How not to succumb to this temptation, which has been pulling her into the abyss of vice for several months?

She resisted, but it was above her strength.