Do not believe the star of nights
Do not believe that the truth is somewhere,
But believe my love ... "
W. Shakespeare "Hamlet"
I will be your boy. By the page. Short haircut. Takes with a feather. Tight chest jacket. Top collar frill. Wide breeches in the hips. Stumpy boots made of soft leather.
Is the jacket black? And the breeches too - are you dressed in the motives of "Hamlet"?
- Yes, sir!
On the bookshelf above the table is a white human skull. And he looks at us with curiosity.
(Is he)
Oh, poor Yorick!
- Are you ready to serve me, faithful page? -
Your Lord sternly inquires.
Let us serve as an aphrodisiac
Shakespeare's eloquent verse!
So take off your clothes, my dear page, do not hesitate
Let the breeches be the first to fall!
All slim legs shamelessly exposing
And awakening heat in the loins of the Lord.
(She is)
- I love you, my divine gift!
(Is he)
“Now, open the jacket ...”
Cheater! You maiden, so I died!
Oh, how beautiful breasts are,
Contoured lace jabot!
(She is)
- I am ready to serve you day and night ...
But it seems my masquerade is uncovered!
(Is he)
- Revealed, my friend, but this is not a hindrance.
You're a boy now wanted to appear -
And I'll take you like a boy!
I confess I am very excited
Your youthful and with a feather takes.
So turn around rather lush ass
To the master and open it!
(She is)
- Oh, yes, my lord!
(Is he)
- Only a moment, and you opened.
On the table, back to me, leaning.
And a powerful rod, hot, tense
Touched the gate leading into a cute ass.
(She is)
- So ambush me! I tearfully beg!
(Is he)
- Let me in, my boy and not a boy!
Your finger pulls ... ashamed to say
What pulls. But that's not the point -
Are you waiting for me! I'm breaking the door
Leading to forbidden gardens
No, not Eden, but rather Sodom
(She is)
- Oh, yes, my lord! Yorick is waiting there too!
(Is he)
- Instant, and I'm already inside,
In your anus voluptuously immersed
And now I take you, tear
Hungry, domineering, greedy, insatiable.
You're happy i fuck you
My love, so take it
In the cherished forbidden channels
My hungry flesh.
Stoney, growls and shudder in passion
(She is)
- And I scream blissfully!
(Is he)
- Oh, yes, more, my dear!
And squeeze my hard cock
Muck, moan, sweep and rampage.
How I love you, such as now!
(She is)
- I hoarse, hardly ass moving towards!
(Is he)
- Relax, take me deeper ...
I fill the insatiable ass
His sweetheart.
(She is)
- Oh, Michael, darling,
Please, I swear - I can no longer!
(Is he)
- Well, stop - and I'm finishing you
Now, now! Take me all!
(She is)
- I shiver on the edge!
(Is he)
- And here is my dick
Explodes in your depths
Down again and again. I scream! Love
(She is)
- I also tickle, squeezing flesh
Your sovereign passion.
(Is he)
- Yes, I beg, yes, accept me
And suck your luxurious ass.
Get crazy. Oh jenny dear
(She is)
- Finishing looking skull in the eye.
(Is he)
“What the fuck are you doing with me!”
(She is)
- Oh, sir, just fucking under you.
(Is he)
- Yadrena mother, how are you beautiful!
Beretik, haircut, chest and jabot ...
My dick, I see, can not be satisfied.
I want you now the opposite!
(She is)
- On the contrary?
(Is he)
- Depravity - and reversal
Face me! And turning the minx,
I lay back on the table
(She is)
- Oh, yes, my lord! I'm always ready!
(Is he)
And now my dick impatient
You pierce between the lower lips.
I take you measured and strong
And once! And two! And deeper, and more!
(She is)
And the chest fun bouncing to the beat.
Takes the same completely moved to the side, poor fellow.
(Is he)
- Come on, damn it! - Wide open legs
My name is. I rush again and again
I want you. Love I take. Ebu!
I barely breathe, only whine plaintively.
I shake my head, not believing in happiness.
- Are you waiting, my page, when I finish in you?
Are you dreaming to let me go again?
(She is)
- Teku and cry from excess feelings.
I beg you, Sir, in me spill!
(Is he)
- Then squeeze harder in your depths
Hunted hot fuck!
Are you ready? After all, I'm on the verge of.
I wheeze, growl, I torture your chest ...
(She is)
- Yes, I tremble!
(Is he)
Last move ...
In you, in you! Here is a cry:
- Oh, Jane!
And I'm finishing you,
Shooting the entire warhead.
- My love, how beautiful you are,
And how I like to let you down.
Cum and pour hot sperm
Your, so tight pussy.
(She is)
Sob, continuing to beat in passion.
- My beloved and my most tender!
(Is he)
- You suck me through, I know! -
I hollow, explode. Of last strength
I fill the seed with a smell
You, my faithful insatiable page.
(She is)
- How I love to lick cunt
Your hard, powerful dick. Suck it
And squeeze every last drop!
You gave me a drink, O Lord.
(Is he)
- Thank you, my dear, you are beautiful! -
And pulling his dick barely out
Let the rain fall on you.
(She is)
- Yes, Sir, thank you a hundred times!
(Is he)
- I like it, like this, drink champagne
Your depths, thighs and abdomen.
How beautiful you are, Jane, how beautiful you are!
(She is)
- Oh, you're beautiful too, Sir!
(Is he)
- Thank you and fall away.
(with a smile, to the side)
When Shakespeare would hear us now! ..
(She is)
- Thank you for using me,
An inexhaustible lord of dreams!
...
"Rooster, trumpeter of dawn, his throat
Shrill wakes from sleep
Day God. With his signal,
Wherever the wanderer-spirit would wander: in the fire
On the air, on land or at sea,
He instantly hurries home. And just
We had confirmation of this. ”
...
“Well, Horace? Fully tremble.
Is imagination alone here? ”
...
"But here is a morning in a pink raincoat
The dewy hillock tramples on the east. "