Sex Stories Great fishing

I crawled out of the tent and raised my head. Stars brightly stood out against the sky like grains of sugar on black velvet, shining like the most wonderful diamonds. From a strange nowhere rolling Armada of blue-black clouds, illuminated by the last rays of the Sun, leaving behind the invisible horizon to me, these burning rings of the heavenly host rushing with incredible speed, disappearing in the distance. But the new Armada of these creatures, bright black and luminous, absorbed the warm sweat of the earth after the recent rain, we rush to disappear in the vast ocean of the sky, illuminated on the horizon, bright flashes of lightning, striking these threats all the rage of atmospheric electricity.

Fearing little, if any, of these heavenly wars, I'm trying not to look at the sky and quickly the tide, again dived into the warm womb of the tent. He felt the gentle hands hot body Irina and hugging her tightly, I began to fall into wonderful unconsciousness of a sound sleep. Still, after two excellent visits and, remembering that today safe day, Irina behaved incredibly uninhibited. That's just from the oral and anal I was a complete failure - nothing on such a day as she loudly gave out - my ass and my mouth will not run away, and today my pussy is waiting for your brazen harassment. Waking up in the morning, I did so - brazenly spread her slender legs and easily entered her hot vagina, bringing us both a lot of fun. Well, no wonder she was screaming, obviously waking our neighbors.

In the morning, jumping out of the tent for the bushes, I slowly returned, squinting from the bright rays of the sun reflected from the surface of the river. Bright blue silk shone on the entire surface of a clear sky, but I rushed on it a huge white cloud, puffing out his mighty chest. Bright green dense grass, all bathed in the sun, gently swayed under light gusts of cool wind in the morning. Shaking her short thick curls, soft blades of grass crushed under my bare feet. And here from tents on its knees crawled out Irina and, remaining in this quite seductive pose, the entire reached and asked about morning coffee. And that, soon, my beauty, I replied. pot of water already began to boil and soared.

After drinking coffee ourselves, we treated our sleepy friends, especially outraged Jeanne, who did not sleep much from our loud sweet moans of passion. What's stopping you? Yes Dimon, hard drinking, was snoring all night. Well, nothing, it's the last night of passion with Irene. She's getting married on Saturday. So, my Janet, I take her to the bus at 9 am, we go to the bus stop.

And this night you will not be bored! And we'll get your hubby drunk again! My vacation ends soon, it was held against the background of nature and just fine!