— And in your village, I love to watch? — I resisted.
— What are you, brother, and nature!
— What is "nature"?
— Yes, nature! Twenty metres from the river. In STA — pine forest. To the city on foot. There and shops, and mail — all that your heart desires. Wanted pokemarit — went pokemarit. Take a dip — here's a great Russian river near by. The air is fresh — there have been some plant, it closed in Fig. Grace, in one word. No Sochi read mi Crimea and some were not. Grandmother only to squander. No, I do not understand you.
Frankly, to me these attacks on the South, too, to be fed. Last year SDU-ru was replaced by Cyprus to the Crimea. To me there categorically was not pleasant, plus some Natasha from the glorious city of Odessa "awarded" me one amusing disease. She's amusing from the outside, but to experience the visits to the HPC, this pensive turn out like me "happy-ant", the procedure — only the enemy is and wish. So somewhere in April, I started to think about where to go this summer. The options were three: or sanatorium, or again the South, or abroad. Once in the Smoking-room were talking about how someone, somewhere is going to lather this summer. And here's my zakadyka, Mitya, and clung thereafter to me with his village. He has a summer let-com this year flew by, but swore that in winter, hauling my butt down there with your skis. And then after Dov's lecture, in which Mitya rested on three, as it seemed a win-win argument: forest, river, clean air. So he worked on me for about two months.
As you know, water wears away the stone, and each time, I resisted less and less. OST-naviwala I have only one: after all, the village — this is not Sochi, and not the Crimea, where the summer flock around the former Soviet Union, like butterflies to honey, thousands of vacationers and of otpuskat to get all messed up. The guy basically comes down to indiscriminate sexual snoshe-ments and innumerable libations. And in the village of magnitude more Patriarchal, there for hooligans-VA can be in tablische to obtain at best, and about the worst and do not want to think. A monk for 27 days for me too to become did not want. So this time I decided to steer the conversation in the right direction:
— Mitya, as there is with this case?
— What case? — first, Mitya did not understand, and then his face brightened, and he widely smile-tered — With the most? and he did hands characteristic gesture.
Yeah, that's exactly what most.
— All this is normal. I'm there two years in a row went. Poherili all foreign resorts and our all-Union health resorts in figs. Of course, the choice is not rich. The number can not promise, but the quality of criticism will not.
— And more.
All will see — on the face mityaya reflected a complex range of grimaces: he started over-cowardice wink, shake your head, his whole appearance showing: "Man, Puig-kom!". I don't know if it convinced me, and maybe that time was running out, and we had to decide something.
— Okay, let's go see what and how he lives a Russian village.
— Well done, man. I promise you that you won't regret it! Tomorrow Tanka write.
— And suddenly there is "Moscow Dynamo"?
— No, no problem. A mere formality. We must warn.
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A week and a half came the reply. I was looking forward to that a few osadcheva lo, but more fun. And after a week, I with a bag over his shoulder and spinning in the hands of the departed in a legal holiday from the platform Savyolovsky station. The road was not particularly tedious, somewhat strained bus, where crowded, I think half of the train. But gradual-but the bus was free, I even sat down and with interest began to look at speeding outside landscape. Landscape, it should be noted, was dreary: the wall of the forest, then field, then again to the forest. Soon these gloomy pictures began to tire but then, thankfully, we arrived at the final stop. By this time the bus left me, racy lady — conductor, mother, vainly trying to explain to my daughter a mathematical problem, the daughter looked at the mother, like the sheep and from time to time blew a bubble out of chewing gum, and the old lady. We all see were I am, assessing the situation, decided to ask me how do I find my grandma. Experience suggests that it is impossible to ask directions from very busy people and the young. It is almost always a dead room. But the elderly, if they are more or less well see and as well hear, and show and tell, and maybe the place will bring. It so happened at this time. Grandma, however, was slightly deaf, but I had a paper where caring Mitya printed address. Grandma pursed lips (pure Iodine!) and waved, inviting ID-ti for her. I took her bag and we slowly went. Mitya, do not be deceived, after a while the trees thinned and in the distance, sparkling and shimmering in the sun, seemed a wide river. Here began and the village. Soon my guide stopped:
I came. And you, my dear, go along this street, then the store turn left and see the numbers on the fences.
— Thank you, grandma, I gave her the bag and walked towards the river. The river was not weak. On the shore, right next to each other was a garage in which the natives kept their boats. Some of them bobbed on the waves, strapped to the buoys. The place really wasn't bad. The store, however, looked woefully old, wooden building, remembered, probably, all the invaders. From time blackened wood, and it didn't save playful blue Nalini key. Inside it lived up to its appearance: twilight, the walls were painted with gray paint and one counter. Shoulder to shoulder lay processed cheese "Friendship" (once the world zakuson), white bread, brown bread, a bunch of yogurt and two of roach looks the same age.. Cheer the presence in the range of a few Beers. Time seems to have stopped eighteen years ago and since then didn't move.
I bought a bottle, turned left, and looked at the nearest gate. It is hard, but read number ten. On paper I was listed 23rd. I walked down the street. On the street and by the river I came across children playing. Near some of the gates sat a group of grannies, a lively discussion of the storyline of any series. Two-story brick monsters, with English lawn, and different variations of two-meter high fences suddenly replaced okosisi to the huts. The latter was a clear majority, but the brick "tanks" slow stepping of Lee, letting him know how a few years will look like this place. As I walked, I had gone a couple of times to Dodge dusty, Bobby-jeep speed speeding on the road. That last house. Next was a wall of pine forest. With some trepidation I ogle-Affairs and the house and land. Obviously rich, you can, but most importantly, what can be even worse. I W-walked to the gate and stared at the room. On a rusty strip of iron the stencil was derived: 22. Looked at the room. Then blinked, looked again. From my blinking deuce in the top three turned. I once again looked around. So, right: that's 21st in the thickets of nettles, that's the 22nd, but the forest. 23-it was not. I have decided to scrutinise, but then remembered about grandma. On-Board that I correctly pointed out, it means supposed to be here the 23rd. Deciding that first look yourself and then if anything asks, I went to the woods. The pine forest was coming at me, STE and hope that under its arches crouched desired 23rd, melting with each step.
I took the cell-phone, intending to call Mitya and find out what this is, but the place in the circle was deaf, what tube did not hesitate to tell us. Removed the pipe and noticed that the fence of the 22nd over, thickets of wild cherry, too, and the next moment I saw the gate. Apparently in the 23rd did not break the front garden, as did the other, so the fence were classified into eighteen meters on the house was deeper than in other areas. From the street it hurt to see thickets of wild cherry. I was relieved: the house is. As I would be welcome? Who lives there? As I'm not tortured by Mitya, he doesn't answer, repeating one thing: "you'll see," and added: "You like". I sighed and went back to the gate. The site was well maintained, almost a twin of the 22nd. On the left was planted with potatoes, which swarmed a creature to the right of the garden. I was taught the Mi-TEI, I turned to the creation: "Hello, I'm from uncle Dima." The establishment, which turned out in fact a little girl of about eleven or twelve, looked at me and ran into the house, yelling across the road: "mother, Mother, here from uncle Dima." I shifted from foot to foot at the gate, then the door opened and on the threshold appeared a woman, around the establishment. Low, probably brunette hair colored in a fashionable bright color, but the roots of the hair is dark. Slightly overweight, his hands are typical of people who don't chatter all day on the computers in the office and dealing with a shovel (although, in fairness, it should be noted that those who klatsat manage such hands with time to work up). A pleasant, comely face, eyes as blue as the trim on the cheeks and dimples. Nice lady, on first impression. The lady smiled, "Hello!". And the voice is pleasant, slightly veiled, I said. If we are still without a husband or he us out of town — it is even nothing.
— Zdravstvuite, I'm from Dima. He wrote to you.
Yeah, I figured. Pass.
I opened the gate and started down the driveway. Creation before time, hiding behind mom, gradually protrude more and more and with curiosity has taken me time to gladiate. I'm on the move took out of the bag set of chocolates and fur Pluto, who stretched virgins-pig. Mitya me in this case too, instructed, saying that the baby most loves expensive chocolates and fur toys. Create glanced at mom, took gifts, and mumbled "thank you."
— You Tatiana? — I asked.
— And you, Alex? the question she answered Is Kate, and she nodded at looked at the hotel lady. — Come into the house.
We climbed up a small ladder, which rested against the padded leatherette door. To-left left the dark corridor, to the right was another door, only smaller. Tatiana walked over to her, lifted his hand fumbled over the door and pulled out a rusty key. She opened the door, and we entered a bright terrace. On one wall in a row there were two beds, one above the other. To the right stood a healthy forged chest, to the left there was a window in the house. Opposite one of the beds STO-Yal a small table. The decor was Spartan, but I'm quite satisfied. I put the bag on the bed and pulled Dima's Souvenirs. As expected Tatiana some time popira-Las, but I was persistent and soon the bubble "Metaxa", the candy with the image of the great composer and some jewelry was in her hands.
— Come on, I can show you my house, — said Tatiana and motioned to follow her. The confidence interval, it appears, led to the so-called yard: huge room, comparable in size to the house, a covered roof. To the right was a staircase to the attic, it housed the latrine, and a little further a shower. All this is housed on the site, from which there was a staircase down. Stood at the bottom of some lockers, on the wall hung a network, in the corner stood a few oars. The light barely penetrated the small dirty window, so Tatiana almost immediately turned on the light.
— Here we have all the amenities. Then the attic, she pointed to the stairs. Turning off the light, she returned and went back down the dark corridor. I looked around and went after Dom. Tatiana opened the padded leatherette door, and I followed her into the living room, which was simultaneously kitchen. To the left was a big white oven, opposite the door window, and the table underneath. — This is our kitchen, If there's any products you can put in the fridge. Your top two shelves, — said Tatiana (I myself noted that such robust design kitchens are built in our to-mAh improved design). Tatiana turned to the right. Here opposite each other were located two rooms. — Where I sleep — it showed to the right, — And then Kate — and she showed to the left. — Well, that's our living room. The living room is not inferior to the size of the kitchen. In the corner stood the TV on the left wall, a large sofa, on the right was a bookcase. Kantima was light and airy. I with Mercantile interests looked at the bookshelves. So, here it is. At me pictures looked mustachioed young man. Tatiana followed my glance Is father of Katie. I caught what it said it was pretty cold. And then "the father of Katie", it's still not "my husband".
— It is beautiful here, ' I said, looking around, is Light and spacious. A lot of places.
— So the husband tried, Tatiana raised to face an apron and wet eyes — Yes, that's just overstrained it. One such a machine to raise. I'm his fifth year as buried.
I was somewhat taken aback, not knowing how to react: on the one hand and the husband was sorry, on the other hand was pecking version of "the merry widow", and the third was questionable, to have such a blossoming woman wasn't a friend or a lover. Let's see how will events develop. Tatiana interrupted my thoughts. — Well, okay. I you electric stove ladies. She went to her bedroom, and it should be noted that the door to her bedroom and Katina was not. The entrance was blocked by only a curtain. I saw that the window from the bedroom, Tatiana leads onto the terrace. A large bed opposite the one in the corner of the icon bedroom, such as bedroom. Soon, I was given a single hob tiles, listened to a lecture that it is not necessary to include the tiles and the boiler at the same time and got invited to go in the evening, to drink tea. This is me, especially the ex-mended for tea, I was going to find out I need details. A visit to the city to scout out the local hot spots, I decided to put that off for another day, maybe at hand is something you burn, and yet returned home, finished unpacking, made the bed and took a NAP.
I woke up around seven. And approximately in half an hour, clutching under his arm a bottle of brandy and karkonoskie candy, I went to the kitchen. Then I realized what to look forward to: the table was Laden with food, was present and necessary set: "Belenkaya" and "krashenka" propped up from the sides bolly. Yes, Mitya sickly rookery, ' said I to myself, not without not-which is envy. In the corner, behind the table sat Tatiana. She rose to greet me, poupiravshis the decency to take my gentleman's set. We started with chimpanzoo, and then set the brandy, and somewhere after the second shot I felt Tatiana "floated". There are, of course, we like ladies, but my counterpart to them clearly did not belong. This started laughing for no reason, the paper priglazhivaniem hair and licks lips — in General, as the tipster: "On the face was all the vulgar signs of love". Now it was important correctly and in time na chat (as fond of saying our other combiner). But begin did not have: with surprise I found that her foot under the table rubbing against mine. Well, that's fine. The first Minister was right: "You are attractive, I — damn attractive. Why waste time?" And really, why waste time? I gently put my hand on her leg and began stroking, lifting higher and higher. In the first moment the face of Antonina stiffened, but the alcohol had done its job, the brakes were released, and the next moment she laughed again, leaping. And my hand continued its journey and got to the thigh, but then she covered her La dochkami, preventing further study. — There's a stale joke, ' I said and re-seeded the attention of Tanya with difficulty, but focused on me. — Comes in a compartment with a young girl. And there is already a guy sitting and intensely chewing gum. The girl looked at him-looked and speaks: — Can me stories to tell, I'm still deaf. Tatiana laughed and covered his face with his hands, and I seized the moment, climbed hand under her skirt and began to buralistes between her legs. Drew close to Tanya, I softly blew in her ear, which caused another bout of CME-ha and continued: — the Girl found in the sandbox a gun. Then he goes past a COP. A girl shouts to him: — Uncle policeman, this is not your gun? — No, girl, not mine. I lost mine. Tatiana laughed again, and I put my hand on her waist (luckily it's still about-was viewed). A policeman interrogates a drunken man, and writes data: — Surname? — Whose? — Name? — Whose? Whose is Whose: Chinese? Now Tonya threw back his head and leaned on my hand, arching his back. I, seizing the moment, stopped trying to push with the palm of her feet and began for more affordable, putting a hand on her breast. Tatiana tried to escape, but I held her firmly.
It was time to move on to more decisive action. Caressing through the cloth chest, I drew Tanya to himself, slightly turned her face and closed laughing mouth with a kiss. With difficulty, but I managed to open her lips and enter his tongue in her mouth. After that, Tatiana and resistance to this sham, stopped. Her arm hugged me around the neck and lay back. We merged in a passionate kiss, working tongues and lips as crazed. But here a trouble, there was the sound ber-causa keys. At this point, I had a feeling I was in an instant pulled the legs from heaven to earth. Flushed Tanya pulled away from me, hurriedly adjusting his rumpled clothes, and I drove off in his former place. We managed just in time: I just finished your manoeuvre, as the door opened and in walked Kate. Most likely, in our mind it was easy to see what happened between us, but Kate, grabbing a piece of sausage and not a word, went to his room. Her bedroom was located behind the kitchen wall, therefore no continuation so well folding in the evening and the speech could not be. But apparently I managed to Wake Tanya so she was determined to finish the job. I took her hand but she whispered to me: — Not here. Katka goes to sleep, and I will come to you. Of course, of no further Pro-continued Banquet, and the speech could not be: we are still scraping a few times, but thoughts and I, and Tatiana would do next. The clock was about eleven, instructive songs like "ay-ay-ay, girl, where did you get those legs?" in the bedroom Katie was silent, but the light was still burning. Tatiana began to wash the dishes, I cleared the table the remaining food and went up to her back: — I'll wait — Shep-zero I in her ear and pressed the palms of her luxurious buttocks. She nearly arched to meet him: — I told you I was coming. My hands, caressing her bread, moved first to the hips, and then traveled to the sides and met in the abdomen. Tanya bent even more and probably felt my napryachsiya member. I clung to her even more: — He'll have to wait and kissed her neck. After that, I let her go from his embrace and leaving, wagged her finger. She smiled weakly.
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Back on the terrace, I first washed, dressed in clean clothes, a little sprinkled Xia favorite "Demon", and put under the pillow tape gum. Being fully alert, I turned off the big light, turn on the lights and lay down on the bed. From the bags were extracted volume favorite S. king, reading which I was going to pass the time. From time to time behind the wall flipped the switch and in the bedroom of Tanya that were lit, lights dimmed. I looked at the clock: it Was already about eighteen on the street was quite light. The expectation was clearly delayed. Minutes stretched and stretched. It seemed that lazy second hand is moving slower, the minute Pereira is with the division on the division of labor, and the clock were dead. I was sure I passed a lot of time. But when looking at the dial was discovered that expired some eighteen minutes. Focus on the book was instead of painting scenes of the wizard of the pen in the brain that has been played no less picturesque, which happened to me a few hours ago. The light in the bedroom Taani noticed since Gus, the house was quiet, it was only heard outside the window chirping crickets.
When I was quite, desperate, behind the wall he heard a rustle. Some time later came the sound of a door opening, light footsteps and the door to the terrace, a little creaked open. I got out of bed and went to meet him. Tatiana, in her nightgown and robe thrown over her shoulders a shawl, slipped into the room and closed the door, closed it on the lock. To this mo-ment I walked up to her close, hugged her tight and held her close. All this goat did not sleep through shortness of breath she whispered, hugging his neck. I do currently not want to hear about any goats. I covered with kisses her face, then kissed his neck. Tatyana dropped a handkerchief, dressed only in a nightgown, and pulled my head to his face. Second, her misty eyes looked at me, and then she clung her lips to my lips. After the kiss, she almost pulled back, I breath, glanced at the night-nusku Thani, and began to remove her through the head. Tatiana obediently as German prisoner, raised her hands and nightgown we quickly managed. Being a practical woman, realizing what a mess she was into, Tanya wasn't wearing underwear, which enabled me, though in the dark, but to consider it. She was good, and the beautiful bodies that over time (of course, up to a certain limit) only adds to the charm. I alternately kissed and sucked her Breasts, feeling her nipples harden under the caress of her body covered with sweat. As soon as I pulled away from her breast, Tanya pubic bone pressed against mine, tearing through the fabric at the will of the member. — Let's release him to freedom, feverishly she whispered down to-laziness. Squeezing his hand through the fabric, she used the other hand stroked my stomach, and with a jerk pulled the panties down. Member rose, feeling freedom and just pokachevskoe, stood in front of her face. I picked it up, realizing that a Blowjob I have so far, took Tanya in his arms and placed him on the bed.
She moved to the wall, I slipped again and clung to her Breasts, then kisses DOB-ralsya. — We will live or so? — I whispered in her ear and, for clarity, shown her a bandolier of condoms. — Or so, — she whispered. There was no more question. Tanya time-socked feet, and I took the "places according to the bought tickets", or in other words, is located opposite goal line. Slightly lift the legs of Tanya, I pushed body and her womb first GeoHot-but resist and took my dick. Tatiana either sighed, or groaned and moved forward penetrating her spear. But the resistance was quickly broken, the ring of the vagina tightly gripped my cock. I started to do such seems to be the same, but each time such different movements. The member was penetrated in the vagina for the entire length, so that the eggs touched Tannoy Pro mesnosti, slowly left the vagina, and then abruptly returned to the place. I wanted to know every fold of that womb, stretching it to penetrate all its secret places to vagina in felt my penis. Tatyana, covered in sweat and breathing intermittently, drew me to him. "All right," she whispered, when a member until it stops sinking in her bosom, and then I came out and she was reaching for me, apparently afraid to part with something dear and newfound. She curve-Las towards me, and then followed another blow. — Yet, Oh God, more, — she begged and I, from-clicas on appeal, was again immersed in a warm and slippery depths. — Oh, honey, just take your time, Oh-Oh-Oh: — her whisper passed into a moan when I penetrated her and she wanted to take me without a trace. I pulled free from her embrace, stood up on his knees, pulling her legs, not wine-may member from the vagina. It is with some surprise looked at me as if to say: "it Was so good, why all this?" But I came up with an interesting idea to diversify our workouts. Under her ass I put a pillow, one leg laid over his shoulder and with one sharp blow drove his member. Tatiana screamed and tried to break free, but it was too late: member already clung to the uterus. Tanya put her hands on my chest: — Me: I'm so hurt-Oh, I leaned to her ear and whispered: — Pain is love. Relax, and, pulling the shoulder of her other leg, I again drove the member, but this time stopped before reaching the uterus. Let her remember these feelings will take time and she wants to feel that sweet pain again. The RAM of the uterus has done its job, and without that inflamed Tatiana was close to orgasm. I went to the top and broke into a fast rhythm.
If the chief at the time, long harassed at URI, where the Soviet electronics button, where button got close to orgasm women do not have to look. Brushing your thumb with saliva, I pressed it to lips protruding above the clitoris, Tanya twitched, as electric charge, zadroga La and even harder pressed my finger with his hand. Having made two short thrusts, I again penetrated to a maximum depth, trying not to hurt the uterus, stopped, and monster seed.
— Wait, don't go out, I want to feel it — whispered to Tanya and hugged me around the neck. I fell on her, feeling with every second the member leaves the force. — I have long been so, or who did not etceteria, — she whispered, stroking my hair. Knowing the price of all these allegations, I chose to remain silent. Turned over on his back, I pulled the limp cock out of the hot vagina and began to accumulate strength, which, judging by the development of the situation, I'll soon need.
Partner was of the same opinion. After a few minutes she turned to me, rubbed her nose against my cheek and purred: — And how about a repeat? Actually my answer in teresaveal it so far as. Her hand found herself on the cock, his leg she threw over me, implying that I just will not get off. The member responded to the caress, eyes regaining combat readiness. — Now you come to work, I said to Tatiana, who oversaw the erection and taking sides, tugged. Tanya readily sat on me, squeezing the member obei mi palms and sipping it up. Putting his hands on her waist, I enjoyed watching this little kitty is curved under my eyes and bliss comes from knowing that a few minutes later she naladitsya on growing in her hands a member.
I bent my knees, Tatiana leaned back on them, pulled the cock and apparently convinced a sufficient hardness, a little and sat up slowly, trying to enjoy every millimeter, sinking her with guns, descended upon him. This time the walls of the vagina without resistance received my piston. Tanya threw back his head and concentrated on the sensations. I, too, went mad, feeling vagina tightly hugging my cock.
But here I had to stop blue is not a joke, Tatiana. She, ovo-epsis, took such a rate that a member of Stoke in the vagina like crazy. All the calls not to hurry and not to rush the answer was the same: Tatiana were down on the cock, stopped for a few seconds, and then, leaning back, was returning to his mad race. Seeing that this fury has released everything there brakes, I pulled her to him and stuck to her chest. Tatiana still continued to squirm, and then I went to extreme measures: nipple, before gently licked and sucked the lips, a little bite. Tatiana regained consciousness, screamed, and judging by how abruptly it went limp, before this tense body, cumshot. For a few seconds she again left our sinful world, and I didn't move, trying not to ruin her experience. Finally, her breath recovered, in the eyes appeared meaningful.
— Look, you're here as some will depart and not return. Why are you so end? — prosep-tal I ear.
— I don't know if I feel good, I have completely turned off for some time.
— Well, you're back or wait until?
— Yeah, almost, ' she replied and flipped her hips.
— You almost made it, — I whispered and sat down. As Tatiana hugged me, she, too, village, fishing to hugging my legs. — If you only knew, — she whispered, — What's the buzz, feel it, and she closed her eyes and threw back his head. And if you knew what it's for kicks, to feel him in you, ' I replied. — Let's, for a moment disconnect from the seed ship.
— Don't want-at — ached Tatiana and again moved my hips.
— I said that for a while, and I lifted it.
For this it is necessary to kill. Bully, and reluctantly she got off member. — Ooh, what a pretty flower, she gently jerked off him and curled up on the bed. I got out of bed and took from the floor Prip-hay mineral water. — You here when you come — off, and I after whipping thirsty.
And for this, you buzz off?
And for this, too. But mostly for a different reason — I took a SIP of water and poured a little dick.
— What are you doing? — Tatyana again, at the time regained consciousness and looked at me even more cautious.
— Disinfection, — severe tone, I said, and threw himself on the bed. Tatiana screamed, but Dodge failed. — Gotcha! — I triumphed. — Oh, I'm afraid of being tickled! — Tanya squeaked, trying to fend off me. While she was a woman not a little, and sometimes quite the contrary, but I easily managed to turn her back to himself, good that she perfectly understood what I want to do, and the alcohol then probably not the entire left. — So, feet on width of shoulders, commanded me, and Tatiana obediently spread her legs. — The emphasis lying, I continued to RUB gymnastic termi-us
— It's like? — turned her face to me Tanya.
I don't know how really, but I have so, and I bent her hands. Tatiana willingly raised her ass and took effect she apparently demanding the immediate start charging. I'm not-how many seconds beheld the kneeling and ready for intercourse body, these trembling in anticipation buttocks, swaying Breasts with hard nipples. Pat okay body Tatiana on the sides, and several times slapped her lush ass, I spent a member of at the crotch and felt how tense her body.
— Well, what, you want me, right? — I asked.
"Yes," dully replied Tanya.
— What, right? How do you want me to do? again I asked and a little pressure, held by the member from the anus to the entrance of the vagina. Tatiana, feeling the dick, tried to enjoy it, but I went upstairs and began to drive a member at gray ringlet anus.
— Lesh, well fuck me. I'm losing my mind. — I slapped her ass harder, and Tatiana der just reached out in surprise.
— How to fuck you? Strong or weak?
Much. MUCH, DAMN IT. WELL, FUCK ME IN THE END.
And in one fell swoop I became developed over night vagina. Already going through the vagina, I was even more strained member, it is slightly increased in size and pose "SIC" played with Tanya a cruel joke: the member again rested in the uterus, but now it was useless to beg for mercy. I drove my cock inside, then slightly raising herself and pushing the anterior vaginal wall, and then looked at the back wall, wishing that the anus Tatiana is empty. She stoically endured the spanking, maybe because just tolerated, but maybe because we've passed the threshold where pain ends and pleasure begins.
Long so could not continue, and soon I felt the seed beginning its movement. Again by pushing the womb, I pulled out a member of hot vagina and poured semen on buttocks Tatiana. She moaned and slowly fell on my side, stroking the vulva and as if checking if she. I'm too exhausted fell on his back:
— Alles gemacht, ' I said.
— Gitler — kaput — muricola Tatiana.