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Have you ever come across a special kind of girls who like when guys get them, participating in different competitions? Some of these girls definitely give unthinkable pleasure, if such a confrontation takes aggressive forms, including assault, bloodshed or even injury. They do not care if their chosen one gets on the head. They, in fact, excites the process itself, as well as the fact that wild males fight EXACTLY FROM - FOR IT. Very often, they even deliberately provoke aggression in tense situations, so that the boyfriend accompanying her would have to stand up for her or even get in the face.

Once I got into an intricate situation. By a silly coincidence, I had to go to school for the child of my friends. The parents did not have free time, and the class teacher insisted on talking about his behavior. And I had to play their role. At the entrance to the school, I already distinctly imagined how things would go on. I will meet the exhausted childish pranks, the boring work and the beggarly wage teacher, who need at least someone to break. I also had no idea how to explain the fact that instead of parents, I didn’t understand who was even a relative. In short, the evening promised to be charming.

In those days, my cousin lived with us. He was 5 years older, but that didn’t stop us from having fun playing in childhood, so we had good relations. It all started with the fact that at times I threw myself on his neck from behind, if they were alone and watched the film leaning his head on his shoulders, he treated everything quite calmly. I didn’t know that tenderness and thirst were rushing away from me ... Often, we watched football at night (or rather dad and he watched, and I looked blankly at the TV), I sat on purpose, sometimes my father went to bed early and I playfully approached him take a closer look at the game, etc.

My wife and I have been living together for a long time and have already reached the level when we are not yet elderly, but we are no longer young. Accumulated denezhek and decided to go to rest in an exotic country where palm trees, the sea and pineapples grow right by the bungalow. We flew with the group to this heavenly place, the first days we had a rich program of tourist events, but by the end of the tour we had to live for 3 days in small towns where we were left to ourselves. And in one of the towns, we decided to sail on a small cruise on a boat to the nearest island of which we could see in abundance from the coast of our town, took alcohol, took a fotik and went to look for a guide with a boat. They agreed that he would take us to the island and he would sail in the evening and pick us up. If only we knew what it would end in, we wouldn't go to rest in this paradise country.

For several hours Alina was sitting in a stinking basement, she did not remember how she got here, her hands were tied behind her back. She was only 18 years old, but it was difficult to call her a girl. She had magnificent forms, a big beautiful breast, an appetizing ass, magnificent brown hair reached the middle of a back. She scared huddled in a corner of a concrete room, not knowing where to be. The head didn’t hurt much, there was a creak and a man came down the steps to the basement, his head was covered with a hood with slits for the eyes. He did not say anything in front of the prisoner, and took off his plaid shirt and pants with underpants. In one hand, all this time he was squeezing a knife. Alina lost her speechlessness from horror, she was looking at a non-perfect body of a young man, a fat stomach, black hair-covered breasts with beer boobs. And between his legs hung a limp penis, everything was shaved around him. The man approached the girl and brought the knife to her mouth.

Holding in her hand a small blue bag with a newly purchased new shampoo, the twenty-one Christina Klein came out of the LaMarr store and peppered her high-heeled red shoes on the parking lot cheerfully. “Oh, what is the weather today! - she happily sighed to herself, instantly plunging into the sunny-azure atmosphere of a really warm day. “I just want to sing!” Possessing a seductive slim body (some of which today covered only an incredibly short dark dress), she had a lush curl of golden hair, large, long-ciliary green eyes well-fitted with a dark pencil, straight erect nose and plump lips, richly colored with delicate milky-violet lipstick. To this impeccable angel-like face, having also quite sharp sisi of the 2nd size, and gorgeous long legs (shod in shiny red shoes on a 12-centimeter heel), she looked like a beautiful ancient fairy, which was able to drive you crazy as lustful forest satyr, and any ordinary man!

The recollection from teenage times has surfaced here the other day, I decided to share it. As an introduction, I’ll say that they gathered in the winter by classmates and rented a couple of houses in one regional tourist center. There were four of us guys and seven girls, from which I personally simply went nuts! Usually the girls in our company recruited three, maximum four, and here there are seven! The girls are funny, they gossip, someone is drinking like a kid, someone is making a vodka-juice cocktail, someone is just a beer.

I was in the shower when the doorbell rang. “Probably Pavel Stepanovich” - I thought. Pavel Stepanovich had to go for the money for the apartment, which my wife and I rented from him and his wife Lydia Dmitrievna. Alina was at work, so there was no one to open. I quickly jumped out of the bathroom and threw the first thing that came to hand, and this is my wife's thin silk dressing gown, ran to open the door. - Hello, Dim, what for so long did not open? - stood on the threshold Pavel Stepanovich, a tall, hard man of fifty years. - Come in, yes in the bathroom splashing.

That night, due to family circumstances, I had to unexpectedly leave home. Fortunately, it was Friday and there were no problems with it - I decided to go to the club. It was not the first time when I went to the club alone, and I don’t see anything wrong in that. In addition, I live in a small town and in our club you can almost always meet some friends.

Seeing me unexpectedly in front of her, naked Alena Sergeevna, who had not expected me, scared, very poevye squealed loudly and screaming, shyly rushed away from me. Pretty full legs and heavy, lush buttocks, obviously prevented her from running fast. Entangled in a rug spreading with homespun, she crashed heavily on the floor with all her might, but very quickly turned over onto her back. Completely crazy from her magic nudity and the strong fear she showed to me, which aroused me most of all, forgetting everything, at that moment I promptly attacked her and then crushed under me.

Natalia lives next door to me, a slim, pretty (and as it turned out fucking) blonde with a bitchy character. She is married, now she is 28 years old. Younger than me It so happened that I’ve been to her for a little more than a year, since her husband has worked hard for several jobs, there are no days at home. It began with the fact that in connection with the repair of the bathroom and the toilet in their apartment, Natasha came down to me a couple of times during the repairs during the absence of her husband, for advice that the master did not fuck. At the same time she sported in a very short housecoat. Of course, I understood, yet she is at home and can wear anything, but still with two other peasants who did repairs in her apartment, they had to put on something more modest. Especially since they sent the children to grandmothers. I will not breed demagoguery. In general, the second time her stay in my house after a small tea, Natasha sucked me.

Tanya and Sasha were married for 18 years, they were 27 years old, but all the plans about the child rested on material problems, since with their higher education in Kiev, finding a good job is almost impossible. Friends advised to go to Moscow to earn money, saying that many find their place there. At the Kiev railway station, we bought a newspaper, where we noticed the ad: THE MANUFACTURING FIRM REQUIRES WORKING (TRAINING IS FREE), OKLAD + AWARD ...

Alexander and Semyon were friends from the first class, they were friends, did not spill water, stood for each other a mountain. Constantly went to each other for a visit, mother Seeds young beautiful elegant woman, always caused Alexander burning interest. She often lingered at work and returned home rather late, often accompanied by men who showed her attention signs, but as a rule, none of them went further than the entrance. Alexander always envied Semyon that he had such a beautiful mother. Ekaterina Viktorovna, and they called her that way, in her 37 years she looked very impressive. Not tall with huge blue eyes, light pink lipstick accentuated her plump lips. She had dark brown hair cut short and surprisingly she had a short haircut.

Yesterday evening, communication on an Internet with one young lady somehow did not work, but I was already excited and had an erection! More precisely, it was she who tested me, because there was no place to apply it ... Then I, of course, remembered Tanya! Phoned. She said that she was going to go to the sea in the morning, and sex “for the road” would be very useful for her))). Half an hour later I was in her kitchen and was pouring beer! A pleasant surprise was a short skirt, under which there was only a freshly shaved, still cool, pussy! Half an hour pussy for something else (fucking, as I do not like all these long-distance visits - like a girl, right!).

Lena hesitantly went into a small hotel shop and was amazed at the abundance of various things that were lined with shelves. There were brightly colored cats, handkerchiefs with Egyptian national ornament, some fancy vases and pots Fascinated by all this colorful splendor, she stretched out her hand for a beautiful pyramid and suddenly started from the unexpected touch of men's hands to her waist. - Tebe nravitsa, my sweet beauty? Mene zavut Ramses. Lena turned around and saw a widely smiling, tanned Arab, tall and muscular. The Arab pressed herself against her and Lena felt something hard poking her in the buttocks.

... Her silver hair was developing in the wind, her violet eyes were looking forward, at the steppe moving on her, she was drowning in her. She carried her mare-colored mare into this abyss of the steppe — a gift from her Khal Drogo. She rode up to meet him. Her sensual and strong thighs kept her on this beautiful horse very tightly, her pussy lips rubbed on the horse’s body while moving, Denis was very nice, but she controlled the pressure of her body because she didn’t want to spill all her love energy she carried Drogo .

At school, I hated to run. Even a few laps in the hall as a warm-up caused me to protest and aggression. Well, what a mockery of a healthy body? I did not like to run in a sports school, where I studied sambo. The trainer made us run during the training process to develop overall endurance. These were the worst moments. Running in kersey boots on the asphalt parade ground on the morning physical exercises in the Army also did not contribute to the emergence of a love of running. But when I was accepted into one of the tricky parts of our Armed Forces, where I dreamed of getting into a boy, my attitude to this method of movement changed. And the main merit of this is our master of physical training, the master of sports in officer all-round.

It really was in Africa. Distant and sultry. Already in the fifth year, I worked as a translator with one solid construction company and after graduation I left to work under a contract with the Arabs, to Africa. There were quite a few of us: twenty people and seven translators. More and more young, yesterday's students. Lived in the town of a dozen five-story building left after the French. Contract contractors lived there from other projects, both Russian and foreign. The work was not to beat a recumbent, more often - just before lunch.

- Orlova, the doctor is ready to take you. Come in I went to the doctor’s office, he looked at me through his glasses and said: - Sit down, Mrs. Orlova. How can I help? Immediately after that, his phone rang. - Yes, Dinara. Why not. After all, Mrs. Orlova is my last patient today? Shut the door when you leave. Good evening to you, bye! He turned to me: - Excuse me. Dinara has a long-awaited meeting with her boyfriend, as it is now fashionable to say, she can no longer keep him waiting. - Does that mean we are left alone? And I hoped that you could help me with my problem.

The darkest times came for the kingdom, the lords who once faithfully served the king now only thought about how to overthrow him, not being afraid to resort even to the help of demons. the only thing that was stopping the world of people from merging with the world of demons was the order of light, and its faithful inquisitors who sacrificed everything protected civilians from the creatures of darkness. About one of these and the story goes.