Me name is theme, I will talk about history, which occurred with me and my girlfriend. It all started in the first grade, we then had the first two: a and B. I was in b classroom, she in a classroom. I thought she was a little crazy.
In the second grade, as there were fewer children at school, the classes merged. I got to know her better, she turned out to be completely normal. And very beautiful. Her name was Nastya. She was blonde with freckles on her face. Personally for me-ideal. In General, it was love at first sight forty. A month later, my friend fell in love with her too. We started talking about it, but then it ended in a fight. We sorted it out, and he pulled away. Unfortunately, my friend passed away in 5th grade. That same year, my girlfriend went to another school. We began to communicate less often, but our relationship did not end there. When asked if she loved me, she laughed and made fists - we loved to fall in the mud. For a long time we had meetings, then dates. I was already over 18, I was an excellent student at school, and the Institute was not a problem. The army was more difficult, but endured, the benefit of Nastia wrote to me. Somewhere in 5675-th date, I poitras catchphrase, which was prepared many years. "Nastya, you know, we have known each other since childhood, and you are the one with whom I would like to spend the rest of my days" - with this phrase I got on one knee. "Will you marry me, darling?"- , "Yes," she made me happy with this short phrase. The wedding we planned is not noisy, invite parents and someone else to choose from. I had a sister who was nothing like me. Stupid fool, as they say. Me too... not invite. As expected. I invited a friend who lived in Moscow, not in Kaluga, like me. The wedding was played just at home. It's the Intro, the main part is the wedding night. I did not believe that children's fantasies about the wedding came true. We agreed in advance that there will be no condoms, we will have children and we will be proud of it. Which surprised me a lot, she didn't have a hymen, even though she was a virgin. I knew it happens, but what is Anastasija - not even imagined. It's started... - no, not first class as the beginning of the story, it all started with a pose 69. I did not expect such feelings, she sucked like a real slut. On a question she answered that while I was in army, she went on any courses, "how to humour the husband". Oh, I could tell by her moans that I was keeping up. Then we continued anal, she agreed, unlike many other girls, apparently courses affected. I'm a little spat on a finger, smeared it over the cock and began to enter one finger into the coveted hole. A bit of crumbling it, I gradually stuck a member, to the end, Poom stuck, again almost to the end, and slowly increased its pace. She planted herself, I felt a slight pain - not guessed, not a hole narrow. As a child I had phimosis, I could not bare my head. I did not want to cut, I had to look for another way, the Internet to help me. Three years before the wedding, I figured out the damn garbage, but sharply when the head was exposed, mild pain was still evident. Back to the point, Nastya seemed to tease. When I was almost finished, she abruptly stopped, after 10 seconds the same thing happened. I took the initiative (and its izyaschnoe ass) together. There he is! Long-awaited orgasm! While the member is still not recovered from the extravaganza, I made my wife Cooney. At this time she was podrachivala cock. It ended with vaginal sex. Anyway, my wife is something. LOVE YOU NASTYA