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There was a long awaited milf sex  Saturday, because I was waiting for her, finally I can afford to do nothing, do not run to work, do not plan their affairs. Although probably the second not quite milf sex true, I decided as early as Monday, to the pool, enjoy drinking water, basking in the Sun Wiped his face with water in milf sex the bathroom, I started to collect. Oh, I did not go, but consoled himself with the fact that after the pool, I will do nothing, went into the street.
The weather was fine, but milf sex only to our city public swimming milf sex pool was close enough. I have deliberately not milf sex drive today, not to limit myself, if anything. Walking to the destination, I looked at the people passing me on their faces played their laugh, I laugh in response. That milf sex was such a beautiful morning.
If I have paid for access to the pool, my mood was very good, fast and leaving all their belongings in the locker room, went to the shower, and milf sex then went to the pool. Look around all milf sex the few at this early hour, the visitors, I had no hesitation, jumped milf sex into the water. She took me in his milf sex arms, caressing, it seemed that all my problems that accumulate in the past week, disappeared and dissolved in water.
When I first wish was granted, I got out milf sex of the water and got a standing conservatory, basking in the sun, with pleasure give your body the Sun People are still not much, and I’m curious to milf sex look at a few young mothers, who played with milf sex their children in a separate children’s pool, but he caught my attention was!
She went out of doors and darkened Sun In short, in a green bikini that emphasized her shapely figure, her head wrapped in a light scarf, and wore large goldmaturevideo.com  sunglasses pink eyes. Her movements were so graceful that I admired her without remorse. Stopping near the edge of the pool, she reached out, stretching her body, seemed to me an unusually strong and beautiful. Probably, I looked at her, she smiled, revealing straight white teeth. Then, slowly began to descend in the water, but I could not think of anything in this world, look at her plastic movements.
When she was out of the water, I’m not lying, and sitting on his couch, trying to guess where it went. To my luck, she walked toward me. As I admired milf sex her smooth moves, and now, when she approached, I was able to more realistically consider. Slender legs, hips, appetizing popochka, trim tummy, small breasts stabbing under the green cloth swimsuit. Just chest, high neck, which his head rested pride. She gracefully towards me.
- Can I sunbathe beside you? - I heard her angelic voice.
- Of course you can! - I smiled in response to her question.
She sat in the stands next to a beach in the sun drops of water on her velvet skin have a lot of bright lights. Finally, blinding me unparalleled milf sex beauty.
- What is your name? - Decide, I asked. - The beautiful lady …
- Nastya – she said, putting his pink glasses and looked me square with big green eyes. - And you?
- Anton, – I replied, feeling like drowning in her eyes.
- Nastya – I’ve decided not to miss his chance. - Maybe you want a drink?
- You treat? - She smiled, and waited, I asked nod cocktail.
An hour later, we were friends, we spoke with such ease that it seemed to me that we knew each other very long time. On the table, who politely curled at the sun waiter, there were a few empty glasses of cocktail, opened a pack of cigarettes and an ashtray. We swam in the cool pool water, and it seemed that the time does not exist for us.
- Maybe we’ll go somewhere? - I have suggested, when we came back from the water.

- Where? - She smiled.
- Just a stroll through the city to take – I said, the first thing that came into my head.
- Come on – surely she replied, and smiled and continued. - As I go, I have a wet bathing suit?
- You take it all – I joked in response. - Go without him.
We met at the entrance to the milf sex pool, she fluttered out the door like milf sex a bird. It was no longer scarf, her red hair was neatly gathered in a ponytail, hair milf sex wearing a light pink and barely hides her knees, sundress, which looked very beautiful, with her large glasses and milf sex shoes with high heels, which further emphasizes the harmony of her feet. In her hands she carried a small handbag lady, the same pink color.
- I’m ready – she smiled dazzlingly.
- I – I smiled in response to her smile, and shook her hand.
We walked along a shady alley, holding hands, and talked about various nonsense. She was so special that I tried not to let go her hand, looking at her with milf sex undisguised admiration. Due to the fact that it was far beneath me, sometimes I managed to see goldmaturevideo.com her breast, under sarafan, she was beautiful, smooth, bright milf sex pink buds. It seemed to me that she saw my greedy eyes but not milf sex see any kind, only her lips began to play a sly smile.
Suddenly her attention was drawn by the stupid, obviously handmade, the unknown self-taught, billboard near a small theater.
- Come to the movies! - Strong suggested that she pulled me to the entrance of the cinema.
- Come on – I agreed, though the film saw many years ago.
We entered the lobby, box office no longer worked, the film was for forty minutes, but when I put a hundred dollar bill-old woman who yearned near the milf sex entrance to the lobby, we were milf sex easily able to enter. An old lady caught us at the entrance to the auditorium and milf sex offered to serve us in a separate, believing that was empty. We followed her along the way, she explained that she does not want us to see a manager. If the milf sex door open for us, she asked us to close on the inside. Like all the old cinemas, behind that door was already a big heavy black curtains hanging, Nastya stepped into the darkness of the loggia, and I thanked the old woman, who was in seventh heaven, walked to the door and closed it behind him the latch. All around me was pitch dark, and turning, I unexpectedly ran Nastya, who stood with milf sex his head between the curtains, and looked milf sex into the room. My hands suddenly milf sex dropped to her waist, I froze, waiting for her reaction. Nastya turned to me, I felt her breath hit my lips, my hands trembling in her body. Our lips came together, how much love there was in this madness, greed was what both of us …

When her hand fell on my neck and heard the sound of falling on the floor handbags, I’m so mad squeezed her weightless body in my arms, and then my milf sex hand started to milf sex get under her sundress, I felt she was without panties. My friend wanted the little pants, she felt it, and it was shaking with milf sex excitement, she began to suck on my tongue, which I stuffed in her hot milf sex mouth. Omitting the second hand on her popochku, first I went to the most holy place, feeling like she stuck her, making me deeply. She was very agitated, her soft lips were wet slits, and trembled under my fingers.
She looked up from my lips, slightly pulled milf sex away from me, and I felt her hands were freed from the captivity of my pants my friend, and when he is released broke, she clung to me and whispered:
- Right here!
I kissed her lips, but she slipped from my goldmaturevideo.com arms and turned his back to me, pressed her ass to the stabbing member. I do not have long to wait, turned her face toward the door and began pulling up her sundress, she had her legs spread and bent. When my dick touched her trembling petals, and began to sink into the hot crack, she gasped softly. Her hole was very narrow, and to go on, I put my hands on her hips and pressed his cock. He could barely enter into IT, pushing stenochki, seemed to me, virgin milf sex vagina. I could feel every fold of her velvet jacket, was shaking with excitement, and when I was all in, stopped, and my hands started to caress the thin fabric of her sundress breasts. When I continued to move from her chest burst, sighs, and not to alert milf sex the public to raise, I have had a hand over her mouth, she immediately grabbed milf sex the teeth in my palm. I was just milf sex pushed to an even more dramatic move. Nastya popochka life, she moved towards me, penetrating member, her quivering hole, stenochki chaotic shrink, and a moment later she bites hurt me, about ready, her body shook in ecstasy, but I did not stop, they continue to hold to myself. Then one minute milf sex later, she came a second time, I was already on the edge, she felt it, and jump on my penis, quickly turned and went for me on my knees. Once her greedy lips milf sex closed on the head of my penis, I started down his seed milf sex to perform. Thick jets spurted semen into her hot mouth, she swallowed her pressed me to her, and when I finished filling in the sperm of her mouth and lifted her to her feet and kissed her, very enthusiastic response to my pillow.
A few minutes later we were in pitch milf sex darkness, hugging, together. Then, arm in arm, went to the balcony, but the movie is already coming to an end, and the adjustment of clothing, we milf sex went out and walked toward the exit.
Silently smiling, we were on the street, a sudden urge to laugh came over Nastya.
- Watch your pants – they laughed loudly.
In the light fabric of my pants embezzled large dark wet spot, I looked at her in amazement, she clung to me and whispered:
- Shortcut to me! - Her eyes sparkled with fire. - And now wither!
When we got into the empty driveway, and then went into a cool, dark staircase, she stopped and turned abruptly to me.

- I want more! - She smiled. - Come!
- And where are your panties? - Unexpected for me, I asked.
- Want to try them on? - She laughed, never stop to advanced level.
- No, – I replied. - I want you not wearing them – and pulled the hem of her sundress and held its motion, the throwing up.
My opinion is her smooth ass open, I kissed her, Nastia understood me without words, arched her back and legs wide apart. The inside of her thighs shone with her secretions, my tongue touched the petals of slits, she shook and bent even more. Pushing hands of her firm buttocks, I touched milf sex the place of her anus, she gasped loudly, and I began to lick. What bad luck, from the top was the sound of a door, we quickly up and grabbed me by the hand, Nastia pulled me further.
When she shut the door behind me, I hugged her. She looked me straight in the eye.
- Remember – she whispered. - How do you stop?
- No, – I said and kissed her lips smooth.
She started tearing my clothes off and when I stood before her completely naked, she was one of the movement were released from their sundress, crossed, and took milf sex my hand and led him into milf sex the room. To the dissolution of the bank, I stopped her, she stopped, stood with his back to me. She fell on her knees, I slowly began to kiss her back, cover, and when my lips touched her ass, she bent down and put his knees on the edge of the bank. Her popochka beckoned me to him and held his tongue on her swollen by the stimulation of the clitoris to the anus, I stopped to try every inch of this soft dark holes to lick. Nastya was milf sex breathless with excitement, her sex lips oozing juice, and fell back more and more.
- I like! - Panting, she said. - Come!
Straightening up, I buried one of its treasure, now he is in her milf sex wet vagina without difficulty, she gasped loudly and let his head bent in the elbow. After some deep penetration, she groaned.
- Antosha! - She begged. - In popochku! Instead of …
I went out of her pulsating vagina, and milf sex began to exert pressure on the anus, quickly disappeared into her head, Nastia tense, and after I took her hand a narrow waist and very stubborn milf sex fingers in her hips, she screamed, tense and relax is milf sex elsewhere. I took advantage of this situation milf sex and drove a member of her ass.
- Mama! - She begged, I felt his cock. - Ahhh!
But I could not stop at first very gently, and then increased vsazhivaya his friend in her rectum. She tossed, writhing, moaning, screaming, but I was adamant. When I was a few steps away from an orgasm, I let go of her long-suffering popochku, and turned her over on her back. Quickly climbed onto the couch, I sat down on her face, burying his member to her lips. Nastya has opened her mouth and took it all the sperm, which broke away from my penis. Nastya little time had swallowed, but her eyes wide open flames played won, she was glad it happened.
I sat beside her, she is like a cat licking his lips and blinked with pleasure, the expression on her pretty face was so cute that I could not stand it and began kissing him shower. She winced when I was on this from above, but when my knee got stuck between her legs, milf sex she obediently parted them, so I between them. Sensation on her lips a taste of their semen, I slowly began to crack it, Nastya arched entry and milf sex moved her hips to meet me because I have this very abruptly walked the entire length. Her eyes closed and his hands with force pressed me to her.
Now, in a horizontal position, I was very milf sex strong and, simultaneously, very gently in and out of the narrow, trembling holes. She looked up from goldmaturevideo.com my lips, the room filled with long drawn-out moan, they shot under me, scratching with their sharp nogotochkami, my back. Her moans gradually shifted into a loud, long cry, she came very quickly, but because the gap was greatly reduced, my dick in her arms, then hugged, so that deeper penetration, I was already on the edge. The last straw was the fact that milf sex nearly pulled his penis from her vagina, I tried to switch it back, but at the moment when my head began to withdraw her, her muscles clenched so hard milf sex that I was in the dark eyes of the delight. Vigorously pushes him inside, I cried, and the flow of my sperm hit my penis. Feeling that fills my seed, Nastya shouted in unison milf sex with me, shout us together into milf sex one, and the consciousness has left us.
When I opened my eyes, Nastia smoked, her face fixed smile as beautiful as in the pool, but now I found it on her plump cheeks very sexy dimples appeared.
- Really? - The first thing I asked.
- Oh! - She laughed and let his mouth a thin trickle of smoke. - How do I? Yes, super!
- You are such a scream …
- Yes, no worries – leaning his cheek against my chest, said Nastya. - They are accustomed to – and after a pause, she added. - I then know how to cry, then make sure …
- What is it? - I asked surprised.

Nastya extinguished his cigarette in an ashtray, turning itself to me, looked me in the eye. Her eyes flashed annoyance, she paused, and nervously clung to a suit, grabbed a cigarette.
- I mean – a light, and immediately lit a cigarette in the ashtray, she said. - You’re the only guy who took me to my wishes – in her eyes filled with tears. - Since she took me by force alone scum …
I stood up and hugged her, she was shaking like a leaf, with tears running down her cheeks.
- U – she looked imploringly into my eyes. - You will stay with me?
Instead of answering, I her lips, kissed milf sex them easily and, as I thought, with great relief, responded to my pillow. She smiled like a child, wiped her eyes with fists, kissed milf sex me on the nose and knocked me back.
- Now I’m going to torment you – flirting she whispered, leaning over me. - You are mine! You can not even imagine that I am doing with you …
- I’m afraid you already! - I laughed. - You probably iznasiluesh me?
Instead of answering, she began showering my face with kisses, her body shook with wild excitement, but when I tried to take the initiative in their hands, she suddenly stopped and looked at me with his huge square-green eyes, said:
- I have!
And with a smile, she continued. Her tender lips did not fail a single millimeter of my body, neck, chest, and she especially liked to bury my face in the vegetation on the chest, then her lithe tongue played with my nipples. This fun, I’ve never experienced, so I am totally milf sex relaxed and completely at the mercy of its power. After playing with my nipples, and I am so faint and dizzy, Nastya moved. A little lingering on my stomach, her lips moved. I was already trembling with joy and milf sex excitement of the wild, and when I felt her breath, all hungry to continue term, groan burst from my chest. Yes, I moaned loudly, not hiding his feelings.
I felt like before Nastya smiled, her lips were closed on my head. With what a joy, I reacted, I whined, my body trembled, and she seemed to add fuel to the fire. Her hot mouth so goldmaturevideo.com eagerly milf sex my flesh, the tongue with such speed to play with my stick devoured, I’m just a moment I was ready to orgasm, and in another moment, when she began to suck with the power milf sex of a head of my penis, I was cast in a feral growl. Nastia struggling to cope with the flow, which broke from me and tried not to miss a single precious drop.
When I regained the ability to think, Nastia has continued its motion, not allowing a member of my fall, and now her movements were more tender, while the brave, she gently touched my head, its sharp teeth. For me, this feeling was completely new, but it kept me beyond words. Her nimble tongue often touched the reins of my penis, so my moaning, but she tore herself away from him, and her lips began to return to my face. When she finally reached my lips, I replied eagerly, this time she did not resist. Her legs on either side of my milf sex body on the couch and spread her wet and warm petals, touched the hull of my penis. I felt like she was shocked when her busy hump clitoris, located between two of the petals, pressed against my firmament, Nastya, whom I have the strength pressed her against him began slowly moving her hips and tried milf sex clitoris to keep its entire length. It is with pleasure was biting my tongue swelled and forcefully pressed his hot crack for my penis, and moved her milf sex hips when her mokrenkaya hole was on my head, pressed harder against her, I stretched my body and felt like he was sinking in. Nastya lifted from my lips and sat up, now she had full freedom of action, spat on him. Sunset from the enjoyment of their eyes, she groaned each of my movements, but when milf sex I started to knead her small breasts stretch, she was not well controlled. Her body was covered with ants, moans turned into a loud cry and her body jerked a few times and she fell exhausted me.
Reassured, she quickly pulled themselves together, and saying milf sex to me with a smile, so that’s not fair, began to slip my penis, which had remained in her hot vagina. Now she sat on him and held his hand, began to send him to his popochku. I enjoyed her movements, her shaven pubis, clitoris, swollen milf sexbump, soft sponge hair cracks and has not had time to see the end hole of the vagina to close, gave me a crazy situation, and when my cock, inch by inch , ducked into her very narrow popochke I finally gone mad. She gasped aloud when I touched her buttocks and a member of a fully immersed in her anus, her hands resting on the couch, and hips began to move. I could not stand for two minutes, grabbed her by the waist, I planted it with the force

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A moment later her eyes, slightly accustomed to complete darkness, started a distinguished and silhouette of a man black dot against a background of slightly lighter doorway from the hall somewhere deep into the apartment, found the outlines of a coherent women's definitely female! figure standing, leaning his shoulder against the jamb. In another second I could see that a woman dressed in something so obviously home to his knees and somehow old-fashioned wrapped in either a handkerchief, or a rug, but the silhouette of the person continued to be completely indistinguishable shade. Perhaps my confusion did not go unnoticed, because the woman freed from under her shawl thin white hand and flicked the switch on the wall. Broke out a dim reddish light finally lit a tiny prihozhku typical Moscow Khrushchev, and at the same time and all the landlady. My heart felt lighter to me, smiling slightly corners of his lips, looked definitely a woman, or rather girl, because it is unlikely that even taking into account all the possible cosmetic tweaks that essentially fair-haired with eyes squinting from the light could be a lot more than twenty years. I quickly scanned the professional Lovelace instantly her whole. Of course, it obviously was very good! High, where some 72-meter three. By the way, my favorite razmerchik do not like very high or very young, and the buttons below sixty feet, passing under my armpit, and cornstalk under 190, which, especially when those on his heels, even to me, had to lean back as at the starry sky, generally can not stand! By adding together the girl was slender and graceful, everything else in her low-cut dressing gown with two bulges there has obviously a very bad chest. Obviously a very long, smooth blond hair, very much like the color of the natural, tasteful collected in an intricate bundle. Черты лица очень правильные, лоб высокий и чистый, красивый прямой нос с тонкой линией переносицы, чего очень часто не хватает лицам многих признанных моделей, губы сочные, но не полные, и уголки рта совсем незаметно приподняты в легкой полуулыбке, как у Джоконды, чуть вполне по-славянски выступающие скулы, на слегка заостренном подбородке совершенно не портящая его пикантная ямочка. Even that's all this is quite enough to any other has been awarded the all this splendor to be beautiful notebook. But the most important place in this already beautiful and memorable first glance the face occupies a stunning eyes. Themselves are large, they are from what were very wide apart, gave the impression of simply enormous. Grey-green, not very bright, but some very clear and so luminous as spring ice on the river, pierced by a ray of sunlight. But it was in them something else … Eyes mirror of the soul? Probably was right classic. In any case, the reflection of a man has a soul or not. In the eyes of the soul was … Yes, her eyes just made me quite carcass impression. Lashes, very long and fluffy, like Christmas tree in winter forest, framed them with dignity. And above curved absolutely correct broad eyebrows, obviously not knowing touch tweezers for the full order unnecessary. Just Hollywood or something, right word! In fact, it seemed to me that I perceive in this face and flawless features Sharon Stone, Kim Beysindzher and sensuality, and the inimitable charm of Michelle Pfeiffer, with the winner of that person was not in no way resemble any of these stars, absolutely original and made him even more amazing beauty! Until that moment I knew exactly what was the most beautiful woman I ever knew in all my almost quarter of a doggy practice known in the sense of not just personally, but this bed and Jeanne. But it was only until the moment when I saw this face … Yes, but most of all right, thank God, absolutely nothing either in the face or graceful outlines of the figures did not speak, just could not say that to me may be, shall we say, not quite a woman. His heart beat more evenly, I thought that just stare is improper, and has already opened his mouth to say something, but then the girl broke the silence: Well, hello! Not disappointed? she said with a smile. The timbre of her voice was also quite feminine, deep and very, very exciting. No, no, of course not! I checked himself, smiling at her in response to the most fascinating of my smiles. On the contrary, I'm just delighted, I …- That's fine, very cute, she interrupted me. Then the pass, and radiBoga, excuse me for this kind, dozed off while waiting for you … What are you, well you look, I began to grovel, but she was a gesture of inviting me into the room, she passed pervoy.Zagorevshiysya boudoir lamp in the same red light illuminated the dim outline of a little under a hallway of the room, the whole situation is talking about is quite certain of its purpose. In the corner by the window, closely curtained with heavy curtains, a television and VCR in the opposite a small coffee table with a cassette recorder and an ashtray on it, and two chairs next to him. In the back of the room from one wall to shelter nondescript wardrobe cabinet, apparently, but opposite him something like an old cupboard, crockery and crystal in which, however, was not, but stood alone above a loud ticking alarm clock. But all the rest space of the room occupied by a large sofa, compared to the rest room furniture which looked simply Gulliver among the dwarfs. Sophie was already laid out sleeping clothes and one corner of the blanket was hospitable to turn away. Let's get acquainted? So, you? .. roused me from my contemplative state of voice mistress. I Anton, almost stumbling on his pohozhdencheskom alias, reported me. I Vitaly, picked it and gave me his hand. I took her cold hand in his hand and kissed it. I love smoothie! Vitali laughed. How ironic, I pulled a wronged grimace. Oh, no, no! No irony! she cried impulsively and kissed me. It is so nice. We women (I thought it was a word she uttered with a peculiar pressure) so loved in men good manners! "Oddly enough, this obvious playacting and exaltation she was not spoiled, it looked like a completely natural feminine coquetry and a desire to please. And she liked me more and more. What an interesting name Vitaly, I continued the conversation. Greek. It is usually somehow reduce to Vita, but I am so terribly like! Friends call me Talia or just Tasha. "Tasha, wow, how cute", I thought, and added to the rumor: Talia? So the Greeks called one of the muses, was beginning to shine wit me. She was protector, it seems … I stalled. So far my knowledge is not extended. Comedy, picked up my companion, and in mock horror, rolled her eyes. God, yet erudite! I am happy with den.Ya could not help laughing. With a sense of humor, which in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred is an indispensable companion of mind, she was definitely in order. Definitely, she was beginning to like me more and more. It remains to find out like me if I told you? immediately if reading my thoughts Thalia .. She took off her shawl from her shoulders, and now stood in the middle of the room. Just a few fitted style gown was sewn from translucent fabric and virtually nothing is concealed, and of clothing under her robe was only black lace thong panties. By providing me full panoramic view, Waist couple of times so gracefully swung around in front of me in such a graceful pirouette, that I thought it more came to be called Terpsichore. Yes, she was twenty years old, maybe a little. A graceful little head, long beautiful neck. It is proportional to the figure with a thin waist and hips are much more developed. Long, slender legs with a thin shin and traced calves that I hardly do not value most of the advantages of a female figure. Ass round and convex, like a Brazilian. Incidentally, with regard to the process of describing the merits of women's backsides I prefer still the word ass, like coarse and vulgar in the opinion of some arty elements that might sound. "She has an amazing ass!". In my opinion, entirely appropriate and what's more euphonic! Here, for example, fuck, then in her ass, the word ass in this context sounds rude and dissonance. Oh, great and mighty! So ass convex and round like a ball. And, finally, she was very beautiful shape with a bristly chest from under the cloth acute papillae. Damn, she was just insanely beautiful! And nothing, nothing betrayed in her substance though not entirely, but the opposite sex. Maybe there was some mistake? If so, then perhaps it is even better … You really, really caught my eye, with a feeling I said, absolutely not twisting dushoy.Taliya happily laughed and then kissed me. I'm so glad! Would you like tea or coffee? there is also switched to "you" it. With tact, it is definitely too was all in poryadke.Ya generously agreed to tea without sugar. Talia sat me in a chair, has been very convenient, and flew off to the kitchen. While she rang out dishes, I do not know what to do, drew attention to a stack of magazines lying under the table on the floor, and pulled one of the middle. It was a "Transgender" magazine with transsesualnoy porn, online version of whom I met online. On the jacket chocolate black woman with a huge bust has sent two fingers with an unnaturally long manicure directly into the camera at least a huge standing member. My heart sank. No mistake, I came to the address. Vitali was transseksualkoy.Taliya returned from the kitchen, carrying a cup of tea. Put on the table, she sat down in another chair, comfortably with his legs crossed. She asked: "I have a smoke while you drink tea?" I nodded: "Sure!" A stack of thin cigarettes lying right next to the magazine. She took it, drew one, lit it, inhaled the aroma of smoke and threw the packet back to the stol.Pachka fell to the log directly to a member of the rampant black girl. Thalia gave me a quick glance and mischievous little finger with a pointed polished nail slowly began to push back pack to the side, so that the term began to appear from under her while again shone on the glossy cover in all its glory. Anton, you can question? Thalia purred. My heart skipped a beat, and beat him rattled in my hand a cup. I put the cup on the table and casually nodded, but he slumped the entire inside. Talia smiled looking into my eyes, her little finger seems to be quietly drawing around a member of the Negro complicated curves, but at the same time, I could swear that at that moment she like me a little uncomfortable. To confirm my suspicions Thalia lowered her eyes and her cheeks slightly zapuntsoveli. Was walking second by second, and Talia was still silent. Anton, and … you come to me precisely because of this? Finally after all she asked, clearly drawing his finger on oblozhke.Eto is not in the eyebrow. I thought that issue would be somewhere on this subject, but so so in the eyes … I am slightly taken aback. Insult or something, I want a pancake someone? Podezhivaet? But no, I was innocently watching the most beautiful pair of gray eyes in the world, and sharpness like: "Well, you go to another for something?" did not fall from my lips. It looks like she just had to know who is in front of her. Indeed, in the end (pun, eh? ), I then knew beforehand all about who she really, as it did for me. I mean, what I have cockroaches in my head. I changed my mind to get angry. However, it was necessary to indicate its orientation, damn it. No, I came to you not for that. But I came to you, because you have THAT, distinctly I said, looking straight into her eyes. Of course, if you know what I mean. "Right now, she would be offended, I thought. Too clearly poke in the eye. Type, but we know that you in the pants, people are just interested in … But no, nothing like that happened, but on the contrary, in her eyes proskvozilo the clear and not clear to me relief. But Thalia herself hastened to explain: "Glory to God! Sorry Anton, I'm a fool … She confided her hand on my hand. Do not tell from the Natural … Fag? I said. Blue … We say "blue", "pink". Everything else is the desire to offend, humiliate … She said it so helplessly as something that I at once lost the desire to put it in place and generally talk to her sharply. In fact, only God knows how much humiliation and insults possibly issued in its rather short life is still neponyatnopoloe being the trouble-some of which is that it naturally took after not quite such an overwhelming majority of people! Well, yes, homo sapiens sapiens and hetero, skalamburil me. So I do not like the m-th … . blue, conciliatory "I asked, crouching deliberately androgynous face with sponges bow and coyly sweep shoulder. Well, you have nothing in common, even now, comic clasped hands Talia, ringing laugh, but immediately became serious. Just, you know, I do not like gays, at least those who go with me. They see in me a man with a female appearance, but actually I am a woman with a still male rudiments, you understand me? "She blurted it with such fervor, with such feeling! These words were her life, her whole tragedy! I understood her. You are the most feminine woman I've ever met, totally honest I said, and was rewarded with the happiest smile in the world. Just wanted you to know what led me to you, I understand. I am here .. Well, how do you explain?. I stopped. Because thinking. In fact, what am I doing here? How easy is an absolute glut intercourse with a female brought me here? Of course, over the past ten years, the women and girls, I had so much that I long ago lost count. Young, older. Basically, of course, prostitutes, but not they alone. Girlfriends, girlfriends girlfriends, friends and even friends, I confess, wives friends. And always have been known since the beginning, or rather before the start. It does not even about feelings, because a clear pepper, that the purely physical sensations in general is always the same plus or minus nonsense, finished and finished. It has long been communicating with each new woman has ceased to bring a sense of contact with something new, unknown, a whole new world, which, once believed, entered in every person. So like every time suddenly discover a new world, and that he came into contact with yours, and so that these worlds we admire each other, and that the physical connection was only the quintessence, the apotheosis of the unity of the worlds! Another life, something supraliminal and intangible, and then only a slight ringing in my head and a sense of ineffable lightness, and next is a man who has just been very good to you, and it does not matter if there even the money involved, in the end, it all only way to speed dating, and generally dirty one who pays, not the one to whom. .. But the worlds are somehow did not come across more and more general Mirko & God knows what, the emptiness of some sort, and most importantly for someone who is lying beside it turned more and more tangible, and not just for prostitutes. Or maybe it was not in this psevdovozvyshennoy philosophy? Maybe it was just old age, tired of all the handle and just want some new uncharted emotional feelings, and simply lacked the courage to admit it? Or right theory that every man get on line and hetero-and homosexuality, just one day the pendulum suddenly for no reason, no reason could swing the other way? Or grew and grew under a thick layer of traditions, traditional ideas and conventions, imperceptible germ, but is closer to forty and suddenly sprouted? Or simply go to the very roof of the sexual meaning of these words? No need to explain anything, whispered Talia, imperceptibly vsporhnuv on my knees and throwing his arms around my neck. You're clever. And you are also very caught my eye. Strange, but to hear it from her for some reason it was damn nice. Came from her intoxicating scent of pure body in a mixture with an unknown to me, but very exciting perfume, all mild, all in moderation. I stirred in my pants, I just wanted it, what whatever it was sex! Here it is, life, and all those la-la to do with it! I tried to kiss her, she held up my cheek. I love to kiss, "I muttered, looking for his lips to her mouth. Or do you also do not kiss on the lips with clients? .. Here is another, quite offended by "too," breathed hotly into my ear, she said. To deny yourself this pleasure … I really really love to kiss. I have said many times that I had a good kissing, and I really appreciate this ability to their partner. Good kissing a woman brings me to a state of full operational capability well before the actual bed of the meeting. Talia kissed excellent. Her lips were soft and malleable language when you have followed my lips and tongue, sometimes yourself as completely fills my mouth and held sway there, correctly identifying the most sensitive area. Well, where she knew that my most erogenous zone in the mouth inside surface of the upper lip? And this despite the fact that the vast majority of women (at least those with whom I met) or no kiss because kretinicheskogo pseudo-code shlyusheskoy ethics, or simply do not know how to do it, and instead of kissing poke you in the mouth and tongue languidly they stir, and sometimes not moving at all, and not God give you, if at this moment you have, for example, a stuffy nose. .. But the kiss, even the most magical, can not last indefinitely. I have a raging fire of long pants, but at the very moment when I felt that in a moment, and the tissue can no longer withstand the onslaught of tearing out the flesh, Talia slid to my knees on the floor, deftly unbuttoned my pants and my red-faced member of the proudly stood out from the depths of his fly. How handsome he is, and only said Thalia and immediately took him into his mouth. I just got out of the bathroom, I was belatedly informed her, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes … Truly, if for kissing in school sexual Arts Talia could put the five-plus, her blowjob deserved six. Authoritatively declare that never before in all my long practice, I do not suck! Generally blowjob on a special subject. It is such, I assure you, trick! When your partner, especially if you are not completely indifferent, and in your soul to her that something was moving, taking your penis in your mouth, this in itself is something special. At least for me purely in psychological terms, this kind of sign or symbol of some kind of confidence that Lee, or at least that at this moment I am their partner at least not disgusting, for me it is very important, because I can not stand Can all violence, including sexual coercion. Absolutely not matter, it is a whore or not. One time I came across a prostitute is so dense in these times, that blowjob was for her something lies beyond disgusting and disgraceful. In my totally innocent proposal to start our games, as is usually the custom, from that, she flatly stated that the mouth is, mind you, eats, and that "… the cheek take only pomoeshnitsy." I remember, quite taken aback, but once realized that she really means it, immediately took off his absurd at the time claim to her mouth. By the way, what is its concept means the word "pomoeshnitsy", and remained for me an insoluble riddle. So. A friend of mine, when I told him about this very funny episode in my view, frankly exposed my actions sharply criticized literally! He said that he would be in my place, went to her, sorry, for ebalnichku, and that "… after that sucked would be as sweet." I do not know whether only because of this, but my relationship with the boyfriend somehow upset, as I still did not regret. In general, "on ebalnichku" is not for me. In this matter, I assume that if my partner is lovely, I've got there is an organic desire to please her oral means, simply, too lick her device. But unfortunately there are women, are absolutely indifferent to this, but there are others who do not accept it aggressively, and another is the same dense, while still just a fool impassable, just told me that from me, this is not ozhidala.Pri that I have it sucked quite professional, and even as a hobby, but now that I have it, it is not. It seemed to her horrible and shameful, and shame she felt for me! Although, maybe she just had some kind of Venus, and she, by contrast, was more clever than would seem at the moment? By the way, but in prezike Do we then fucked? Damn, I can not remember … But the moral and oral, so to speak, a point here, of course, not unique. A sense of themselves, m-m-m! .. The Good, the professionally made blowjob for the wealth scale sensations for me, far above the banal vaginal chlenosuystva, commonly referred to as the classic sex. No wonder, since the number of tools available to a particular physical impact, sorry for conventionalism, erogenous zone of the penis, mouth, vagina or an order of magnitude richer! Simply put, pardon mois, pussy. There's trash on stenochkam, and all! And here? And sponges, and teeth! And the language? What a woman can make the language as well? "But there is one big" but ". There, on the third stenochkam you yourself, and have total control over how you yourself, in the end, dear, better and sweeter. But here it makes partner, and absolutely not the fact that she can more or less skillfully use all these to their toolkit! You say, prostitutes, professional "? Nonsense! Authoritatively declare that half of them do not have any idea about the technique blowjob, and of the remaining absolutely overwhelming majority do so, to put it mildly, so-so. I am deeply convinced that this should be something like the natural gift, multiplied by the remarkable abilities of all muscles of the mouth, plus a love for the process and inspiration at a particular point of execution show of! I can say that before meeting with Thalia best blowjob of my life performed a simple accountant named Nadia, with whom I once worked together in government. What is the criterion of "better-worse"? Let me explain. With absolutely unprepossessing appearance Nadia, also older than me, then twenty-five years of such things at 15 (what was then an old lady in my view), I regularly had finished three times that for me has always been achievement. But when Nadia has done his mouth! Because, in its dimensionless vagina rodivshee three children, I sometimes could not finish times. And once, when she was pereryvchik, and we consorted exclusively oral, I had done five times, for not more than two hours! Any man with a normal, rather than with Caucasian-rabbit abilities will appreciate, I am sure this achievement! And it is, not my achievement! But all would agree that after the third time a mystery than the finish, the sperm is almost gone, and when you're forced to do it again and again, his mouth is the aerobatics! But for this you feel man! Nadia felt me. She did not spend time on the oratory and delights, she was a stranger to spiral reverse podvypodverty the left thread and palatal-alveolar reciprocating swallow, in which, as most people think, enclosed vehicle pass. All this is good fiction as a mandatory aperetivchika before the main dish, which in most cases is, as I said earlier, classical trivial in the missionary position. But if for some reason the woman should make a man just to finish more than two times, and to do so must be exclusively your mouth, it's not up delicacies! Nadja is perfectly understood. It just methodically and tirelessly, in any case without breaking pace, lips and tongue fuck skillfully and with ardor a single, but the very point at the base of the head member, in the bridle, the mechanical action which leads eventually to ejaculation. Damn, got stereotyped as a medical encyclopedia, but accurately. But Thalia has done is simply better. I knew they were fake. The first time I had finished a few seconds, which in itself was not surprising, given the very long prelude, and the extent of my excitement. I thought that erupted out of me for some unimaginable amount of sperm, I sometimes think spastic tremors that accompany ejaculation, there were at least a dozen. But Thalia, not for one second without interruption, simply swallowed all this abundance, and continued its rhythmic movement, only the beam flaxen hair, fastened at the nape hair clips, funny and provocatively twitching vtakt. First seconds of any touch overexcited mind brings almost no pain. I tried to stop her, but Talia, without raising his head, pushed my hands in the chest, and again fell into the arms of the chair. She knew exactly what she was doing. Once long ago I was at work for some time is familiar with the most natural one fag, who had neither the desire nor the need to hide his blue, because the money he was swell, and he himself was a bohemian beau monde, where As is known, are the majority. He was, moreover, seems to be an asset, because they openly lived with subtle effeminate boy, and he was a man large enough and generally prominent. So, once, when once on the occasion of signing another contract for me and my companion was asked to slam a glass of Henessey X Oh, he's not exactly open up, I have not heard that blue willingly discussed their zamorochki with straight, but let slip when the topic came about accidentally blowjob, that no one is sucked out of the song words can not erase! as a transvestite in the Bois de Boulogne in Paris. He said so what would you say, nor would have been sexually giant, twenty francs, five minutes and creep! His friend, with whom they were in Paris, zalupnulsya that he supposedly could easily ten sticks per night, not suffering from premature ejaculation, and put a hundred bucks, that none of this travesty, as they are pronounced in the French manner, can not and for half an hour to decorate it. Besides, as I understand, they were rubbish. And then what? Did not last grenadier and four minutes with a stopwatch and drained all hell to drool! I'll then somehow in the course of the story realized that such remarkable abilities, must be derived from the fact that a woman no matter how well she could not control my technique and what would not have experienced, can only feel better or worse than a man, but will never know. And just like those same travesty, there are men dressed up, clearly know how and what to do, to bring minetuemogo to orgasm, because they themselves are the same. Type, do me like you want me to do to you. And so Waist not only knew what to do, she knew exactly how. Five minutes later I finished again. The second time brings the feeling of an order of magnitude more powerful and more profound than pervyy.Kakoe while, I just could not open my eyes and relax the clenched teeth. Half a minute later released, no longer swim colored circles in my head and I opened my eyes. Talia sat me on his haunches, resting his chin on my folded knees with his hands and looked me. She smiled, and simply asked: "Are you all right?" I have opened my mouth to utter some platitude like "crazy!", But did not, but simply nodded in response. Waist elastic stood up, stretched and headed for the sofa, on unbuttoning hairpin and rake up the magnificent shock of blond hair. Looked back at me over his shoulder: "you can take to reach the bathroom?" I laughed … From the bathroom I went out, girded their loins towel, prudently hanging there for me, so big that I thought that here to visit go to men are largely small-scale style. I stopped at the door, shaking hands with nevytertye water droplets. Whist waiting for me already in bed. She lay in the attitude Velaskesovskoy Venus, instead of a mirror looking into a TV, dressing gown on her ezhe was not, but panties, she has not withdrawn, and a black stripe of lace, crossing the hip, still emphasized the whiteness of her skin. And I noticed rings of condoms next to her pillow and a bottle of Johnson's Baby Oil on the floor near the head, which more often than those who do not know, prostitutes are lubricated in anal sex in order to more easily entered. The tired beast at the bottom of my stomach gurgled again and squirmed. I've always been very much against analchika about what a sin to hide among the eaves? Yes, and now I want it to popkuChert, long, long ago, women did not produce such an impact on me! I am graceful tribal behemoth into bed next to her. Sophie survived. Waist immediately by clicking the button distantsionki and flicked the TV and turned to me. Now she lay on the other side, but all in the same position, and something in this attitude seemed to me not quite natural. Yes, of course, the right leg bent and does not lie on the left knee zarylos in a sheet, and slim hips covers the entire panorama of the groin, so that, as a moment ago, when Venus was on the other side, visible only poluduga rubber panties around the protrusion of pelvic bone. And ten minutes ago, when Talia got up from the chair, she, too, sitting on his haunches, first unfolded on his toes to one hundred and eighty, and only then got up, had his back to me. It is not just something to hide from my eyes, it is still very embarrassed about that, something to hide! Ice and hot shower down on me almost simultaneously. The horror of the situation in one moment, and for some reason only at that moment I became quite obvious by my side, though in a very funky chicks, albeit with very nice tits, lying … but no, it lay in fact, a man! And what, so be it, she hid in her pants, it was quite obvious. The two-on, blue, not blue, but in bed with a guy who had already twice to the same and sucked away … Do you, guys, someday guys sucked? That's the same … No heels, horseradish in your pants, sorry, dude, that is, damn, damn, lady, not mine it, and run, run … Probably, all these thoughts are on my face is a clear reflection of that when I finally weighed down genitalicheskimi thoughts, stopped to stare at the lower body waist and met her gaze, then the expression in her eyes at once knew that she, too, knew everything from my reflection, perhaps even literally. Actually, I began to feel that she has the ability to instantly feel the change of internal state or just the mood of the interlocutor, and respond to them immediately, as a fragile flower reacts to some external aggression. Minutes ago, in her eyes was a sweet smile and a slight flirtation, and a mischievous challenge: "Well, now? "And now her eyes dimmed, as if the petals curled just glad it was blossoming flower, and all she herself had once snikla. Blin, I do not want to leave her in this condition And in general, what the hell!" Do not you know where you are going and what you find here? Did you accidentally get here? No, you're a long time and methodically plotted to meet with the living transsexual, and not just stare at them on the Internet, clearly aware that it excites you? You only stopped, you are only afraid that at the meeting it may be just a woman squinting man, some transvestite or krossdresser, and you just wanted a woman, a woman with … you know, anything. And now, when you got what I wanted, and not just as well with external data that fully conform to all your notions of feminine beauty, the only truly just your favorite type of female leggy slim blonde with gray eyes and chest, number two, that you , old goat, it seems, just always want to fuck, you just unscrew the bushes? No, absolutely I could not get up and leave, it would like to say openly that I am with you, say, with some unknown Animal, sickening and disgusting. That would be as easy to take and for no reason, no reason slammed at full speed across the face. I smiled, put his arm around her waist and hugged her, she is clearly a sigh of relief as a very comfortable curled up in my arms. Her right breast was perfectly natural in my hands. If I had doubts and second about silicone, it is now understood at once that this soft and at the same time, the elastic body can not be artificial. She did just read my mind This is my pride, simply and naturally began to tell her. And a huge success, chest began to rise as soon as I started to drink hormones, but that will grow so it is ridiculous threw his chest on a palm. Doctors just stunned, saying that it was a rare case where such boobs grow just on common hormones, can you imagine? None of transikov no such chest, at least, this. Silicone doing? I asked, I was so interesting that I even hesitate to show it. Silicon nonsense, looks unnatural and to the same prostheses are exploded inside there, for example, from accidental impact, the accident there, or something else. And this is all evil, and walk after surgery is not known how one boobs, can you imagine? "I introduced. It looked terribly sad, but so Waist fun and carefree laugh at his own joke, that smile, too. What have any others? continued interesting I have a question myself. Now, there are quite some new, I do not know exactly willingly continued to explain Thalia. I-it, as you see, not very interested. But all the girls gone mad, all they want, because it looks like a real, to the touch, too, does not distinguish, but it is worth big money. But you say, hormones, I asked. You that, have they ever taken? Not now, thank God! clapped her hands Thalia. First they had to drink constantly, in huge quantities, strictly according to the schemes! Nauseated constantly, horror, as in pregnancy. But once everything went, you see, chest, thighs. And now, just to maintain. I just passed the hormonal profile, everything is fine, knock, knock … How long have you on these hormones? There, long ago, with shkoly.Esche from school … Lord, how many total deferred this fragile little girl ugorazdilo born in the same fragile boy! What is it, rather then him, was how many years? twelve, thirteen? To become aware of what happened to him that something was wrong, that he did not like the other? When her peers began to worry at night pollution, and peers first menstruation, had worried about this boy? MAD problemka for the child's psyche … But have yet to swallow this stuff in horse doses, continued Thalia. Why, if you have, and so everything is normal, I gasped. Before the operation, explained Taliya.Vot that's it. Now, this miracle of nature transformed into an ordinary woman. And soon the operation? I asked. Unknown. First, doctors say that more than before the operation only on hormones will be depressed all the male function, the better. Of course, sustained erection I had long gone … I was a little shudder. God, sustained erection! Where am I? But Thalia is not noticed and continued: … but as it were, there, my feet still have to shave and all that. Secondly, money. Only a madman would do the operation here, and behind the hill is big money! It is cheaper to just do in Spain, and it is about thirty thousand, and go over to Germany, but there generally fifty dollars, no less. So expensive? frankly surprised me, some knowledge in this subject I learned from one of the sites in the network, dedicated to rare! not transpornuhe, but the real problems of these unfortunates do not know how to say it another way, not born with their sex. I read that it costs half as much. The operation itself, yes, but with a stay in hospital, with postoperative surveillance is incident. Talia, it seems that this issue has worked seriously. And then there are problems such as grinding scars on his thigh, where are the skin to form the vagina, even, God forbid, may heal poorly. But then again you may need to make plastic … Plastic what? slowed down, frowning, I. Total vaginal lips, clitoris, calmly explained Thalia. Hope it all, as now, you know? I would never do it, if it did not have much deneg.Ona so suddenly started talking about it, that I started. Her beautiful clear eyes looked at me very, very sad. I was not myself. Even an old anecdote about ".. fucking and crying, fucking and crying!" remembered just in the subject. I have hugged her bare shoulders, but his hand from her breast removed. Do not pay attention, once again a very properly understood, he immediately caught on Thalia. This way I am. And then, you're all quite different than the other, you'd really like … all sounded quite natural, but I noticed how she almost stumbled after the words ".. with the other." With other clients would like to say it, but did not sensitively noticing that I do not want to feel her client. And what then? The old man, old man, where you bear? I turn on the music? completely covering the subject, half-said, she is already snapping at the same distantsionkoy.Magnitola on the coffee table came to life, and I'm already just dropped into the sediment. I certainly did not expect after all the previous communication to hear the shooter or Decl, because it is deeply convinced that the young mind, soul, gravity, eventually, begin to appear for the first time in precisely the kind of music people listen. But get this! From the first chords I learned "Wearing The Inside Out". You're my first friend who listens to Pink Floyd! quite frankly I'm delighted. Waist dissolved into a satisfied smile, her whole appearance said that she was pleased to praise. You're my first friend, who learned this music, I returned the compliment it. "Division Bell" is my favorite album by them, continued humorous swordplay I simultaneously decided to check how deep her knowledge in the discography, but it may well, picked up on tops and maketh here. The, picturesquely thrusting his tongue between the beautiful white teeth, clearly said in English definite article Waist. What? I made a small house edge. "The Division Bell", dobila me she fix my error in the title of the plate. Unfortunately, this is not an album, a collection of melodic stuff, but on the other side of King Crimson … Lord, what are the creation of such? About King Crimson rarely who knows, not even every music fan, but this girl! But I was surprised at nothing. Meanwhile, the music sounded, and I do not know any other such thing Pink Floyd, into which so good to make love! Talia took both my hands with his own hands and put it on his chest. Tasha, as they do you feel? I asked, already intimate whisper, pervyyraz calling her, her diminutive pet names, which I loved. And how, too, whispered, Thalia and asked: Kiss them? Long to untwist me on such things do not need. A second tone was one of her breasts in my mouth while I did not forget the other nipple gently compress and twirled his fingers. After a minute, flushing, her nipples responded to the caress. Surprisingly, the right was bigger and harder. I know that if this is really good partner, then it should be done for a long time. From time to time I raised my eyes, peeping over her reaction to the procedure. Soon the top of her chest, neck and face were covered by distinct red spots excitation. You can simulate all the moans, sighs, aspiration, this is impossible. Waist plant not a joke. I unwrapped one hand on a towel, pressed his loins to her thigh. Еще через пару минут я уже был опять в состоянии полной боеготовности, и тогда моя рука проскользила по ее плоскому и твердому животу вниз, и мое сердце в который раз екнуло и сразу заколотилось быстро-быстро, потому, что под невесомой тканью ее трусиков мои пальцы ощутили не привычный горяче-влажный провал вагины, а тугой комок упругой плоти, вздрогнувший от прикосновения и мгновенно начавший набухать и твердеть под моими пальцами. I totally froze. Anton, my dear, are you sure you're ready to what you see? hotly whispered Taliya.Ya was not sure, but nodded. I believe that endure. Thalia got in bed on my knees to my side. My heart was pounding with excitement in the rhythm of Kan-chan, but I once again found himself on the fact that I admire her. Meanwhile, her panties in front began to completely clear ridge, more and bolshe.Mne thought that Talia somehow hopelessly sighed and pulled the elastic band pants down. Fabric slid, and the light of day appeared the most common that neither is a member, a small, but I would say, elegant, with a neat pale-pink head, half sticking out of the folded collar of the foreskin. Fallen out of the panties, stood up, swayed, and then froze, and poluvstav Torch almost horizontally forward centimeters poppet 15. Frozen and Thalia in the pose of an antique statue, her hands, eyes closed and his head on his chest, like a man condemned in anticipation of a fatal blow axes executioner. I immediately dropped everything, and not only in the soul. I silently contemplated her device, sensing that become red, like cancer. I do not know how much time passed before I was able to breath and found the strength to jokingly say: He's a such as beautiful as all ty.Pravda, I can not say that I suddenly hoarse voice sounded very natural. Talia looked at me, paused for a moment look at my full opavshem member, sighed, and wearily sat down with his knees on a pillow: Thank you, dear, you are very big and good. But this you do not want … Her beautiful eyes filled with tears. God, it seems, and I was really indifferent to it! Not my rules though involuntarily, but to insult me indifferent partner's reluctance. I just had to correct the situation! I hugged her waist to her shoulders, drew to himself and kissed her cheek wet with tears. In fact, I just tore to pieces by conflicting desires whether to pass this Rubicon, whether to run, at breakneck speed. But Thalia so trustingly leaned toward me with his whole body, that I decided to What are you, stupid, paternally patted her on the head with me. I want you so, just that! "And with these words, I took her term in hand. Thalia froze in my arms, in my opinion, even stopped breathing. I was the first time in his life clutching the hand of someone, and not his penis. It is an indescribable experience, when your palm pads of your fingers pass into the brain the usual sense, but you do not feel, because the flesh in your hand is not yours, but a stranger! I began to gently and rhythmically compress and decompress the fingers, to which this foreign body to immediately start filling, swell, grow fat and become solid in my hand. I think Talia is clearly flirted about inadequate erection, because a minute later it just rang a member of the voltage, raising his head straight up. I'm not crushed, but quite frankly Jerking it, pulling two fingers on the foreskin nalivshuyusya head, then pulling it down so that she was ready to burst a bridle. A minute later a big drop of clear grease rolled out of the stomata of the excited term. I'm doing everything correctly? I whispered to her. Thalia, without opening his eyes, so often nodded. I want to make you happy that you finished, you hear? Yes-ah … probably only could that stretch in response ona.Ona was on her knees, throwing his head back, red patches covered entirely her chest, neck and face. I collected all the grease from the head, a thick thread of a long stretched behind my finger until it broke, I smeared this passionate liquid Talia parted lips and stared at them with a kiss. Thalia, like waking up, responded immediately lips, tongue, all mouth, if she wanted to suck me into balance. Her hand found it and grabbed my erect penis. All this time I was so engrossed in what I'm doing with a waist that he was surprised that I have again a full stand-by. I want you, I said flawlessly working on the partner's banality. Talia was no exception: Fuck me, if you want me to be finished, fuck me soon, once hotly whispered in reply her lips, she felt behind him a condom, with trembling fingers began tearing celluloid shell packaging. She did not give, Thalia began to tear packaging teeth pulled, and together with a piece of wrapper in her mouth and left a piece of a condom. Shit! American style Waist cursed, spitting out the gum. Maybe the devil it, but I have nothing, I swear, I just now with the hormones did all the tests? Her eyes shone with excitement as the two stars, her hair disheveled, like furies. She turned on her back, clasped his hands under her legs and bending his knees pulled to his chest so that even her tailbone rose above the bed. I had always very pofigisticheski attitude toward their own health, but now, when my eyes opened view of its "back door", even less so insignificant as fuck without prezika could not become an obstacle for me. A view was magical. Go under the wrinkled bag scrotum, is more reminiscent of a mushroom morel like paint it in books, yawned brown pupil eyes her ass. Accurate, in the beautiful star of radial wrinkles hole was so small that I do not know exactly, nor that they should not say that its possessor is regularly practiced anal sex. If the pubis and scrotum she had carefully shaved, here fluffy growth was not touched, as if Talia knew that a light body hair the most intimate places excites me very much. There would not hold out St. Anthony, where much to me! And even though growing out of the scrotum as a tulip bulb, flat on her stomach until the navel is a member of the standing did not seem at that moment something unnatural. I'm on my knees crept closer, bent down with his hand aiming at the ceiling member, and he touched the tip of the holes. Thalia, something remembered, her arm hanging out of the bed, and she handed me a bottle of Johnsons. Yes, the grease was needed! Member, I did not have a giant, but most do not even small, and in front of a tiny hole in her butt he seemed trains, which thoughtfully stopped in front of the foxhole. I am abundantly poured straight from the bottle in her ass and thickly smeared his entire term. All the formalities have been complied with, given his credentials. Next, macho! I put a member at the entrance to her ass and waiting for the resistance, pushed. Of course, I'm going to start shallow and gently, but with the mind of the anal sphincter muscles were impassable barrier, they suddenly fell back with hospitality, and I swung and rushed inside Talia almost the entire length of his penis! One can only imagine what it feels like when you in the ass with a flourish, thrust a piece the size of a pen for squash rackets! Unhappy sharply arched his back, almost standing on the bridge, her eyes flew open at the face in a silent scream. I gave back, nearly taking off from it; its consolidated muscles relaxed, back again touched the sheet. Does it hurt? Forgive me, forgive me! I whispered, but Thalia shook her head: No, no, no, go on. But you can not so deep, pinched smile ona.Ya not fail to take advantage of the resolution. I fucked her regularly and methodically, and stared as my cock is fully appeared outside, bold shining with grease and then her anus like a lunar crater with rough edges, then back into her ass hole utyagivaya wall behind him, as a funnel. Talia lay with closed eyes and clenched teeth, but her body rubbing up and down on the sheets in the rhythm of my movements. My own hint was not to finish, and I, as a long-distance walker, imperceptibly to himself began to increase the rate of frictions. In the face of Thalia started to change. Her lips parted, and between them quickly became a lightning rushing tongue. Simultaneously, he started back to strain the already standing on end before its term. Oh, Anton, my dear, I finish, I finish, almost without a sound with his lips said Taliya.S I was dripping sweat, but I like lashed, still inflated rate. The next few seconds dragged on like in slow motion. Waist back to spasm of the whole body arched his back so that it seemed to me that she had cracked the spine. The veins in his neck stood out like a weight lifter to record approach. It is no longer supported hands stiff legs, her fingers convulsively fingernails scraping and scratching on the bed. Wide-open eyes stared unseeing at the ceiling and were ready to jump out of their sockets .. Its members, already tense, as if the whole sulked inside pressure unknown, testicles sucked inwards and disappeared. Her twitching spasmodically flat stomach suddenly slumped whole so that muscle cells are clearly stood out on it. fingers are straightened two tense five-pointed fans, a member stood for a moment and suddenly pulsed, by subtracting. "It blows. flashed through me, and I'm not realizing what I was doing, drove her to the very spleen. Thalia froze her term as it sat, like a runner before the start, and suddenly spat out of his blue head huge, twisting and crushing in flight into smaller spray, jet of sperm. It was like the eruption of Grand Geyser in Yellowstone! For the first time in my life I saw someone else's term ends. This was a fascinating spectacle. The jet of sperm bizarre twists was flying, it seemed infinite, yet relish flopped on his chest and neck, waist, and avant-garde drop flew right up to her mouth. During the first eruption was followed by others, but the sperm has just flowed out of stomata head and flowing down the trunk, filling the stomach. But the waist! Five seconds after the start semyaizliyaniya it just did not breathe, and then from her gaping mouth came such a long and languorous "Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah !!!", that doubt that she was very very, very good, there was no. This cry of her finished his Panthers, it is a spectacle of unimaginable death led me so that I finished too. A wave of mad delight drove to the penis rapidly soared to the head, filled supernova explosions all around the world, scattered in the darkness under his eyes spontaneously closed eyes glittering fireworks colored flares .. My voluptuous moo merged with a cry she, in my opinion, I even got to pitch. I still managed to catch the very end of the tail thought that it was in such a second apofeoticheskogo delight even the death would have been absolutely neuzhasna.I then I rode a perfect way … No, of course, I did not lose consciousness, but the condition was quite torchkovoe very similar to the time of sleep, if I can give yourself in this report, all floating somewhere and generally becomes very real. Maybe this is nirvana? Yes, the devil! Still, it deserves to be up for him such nonsense. In general, I myself started again, only to realize after a while, and found myself sitting with my eyes closed on the bed completely in-east, just not plaited legs against one another. There was only reduced in the tips of the ring of large and medium-sized fingers, and you would get quite well, the lotus posture. "Also to me, meditating Buddha is bullshit! "Put yourself in the place and I opened my eyes. The picture, which opened before me, is impressive. On the sofa reigned a terrible mess of sheets, pillows and blankets are mixed into one pile in the middle of all this heap in front of me was still on his back lay motionless Thalia, Only her legs were no longer stiff. Apparently, I was not still for long, because her eyes were still closed, too, and his face frozen in complete happiness, if I'm in that at least something I understand. Her entire abdomen and chest were literally covered with its own sperm, but from now a large and deep gaping hole her anus leaking a trickle of semen mine, and had already assembled directly on the colorful obivochke sofa in decent puddle. Painting the rout after the sexual carnage was more than impressive, I was just proud of myself that I am cause of all this. "There is still a hell Stanzach and powder in the eggs, I parodied unforgettable Taras Shevchenko, and glanced at the clock. Truly we finish, we do not clock watching, it was almost ten o'clock. "Tasha!" I said softly. She opened her eyes. For a moment she, like me before, came to his senses. Then he lifted his head, saw the overflowing sea of sperm in her bosom, her eyes widened: "God", then held out her hand down and heap right in the puddle of sperm swollen under her ass. "Fuck! "In mock horror, she screamed, continuing to demonstrate their knowledge of English swearing, jumped jumping to his feet, splashing muddy heavy drops on the floor, tore off the sofa balances sheets and, somehow hidden by it, on bent out of the room, muttering a farewell : Skuzi mois, gentleman, a lady to the bathroom! "I walked into laughter and said to myself that although treatment was essentially gobbledygook words of four European languages, people, so freely, throwing on the run, such frazochki often really bad foreign owned, and sometimes two or three . 'Another will naturally poliglotkoy! I sighed to myself. We'll have to go. Splashed Talia long. From the bathroom came out, pull the dressing on a purely feminine manners as large, only a bright red towel tied up over her breasts. I have somehow adjusted bed and blissfully happy, as he lay in the minefield between the show through here and there patches of sperm. Talia stood next to the sofa, fiddling with his fingers a strand of wet hair. If all that illuminate ultraviolet lights up the whole bed, as in the beginning of "Basic Instinct", remember? leering smile, she asked. Want to just stab me? comically horrified ya.Taliya sat down beside me on the edge of the sofa: Kill you? Stupid! If I had my way, I have only done that holila to you and cherished. You know, I have already forgotten when all had finished, and so so … I thought that there is already allocated and then nothing. I have, you know, everything is very dependent on the partner, and you're just a magician and a magician of some kind. But the eyes of your blue, blue … I felt as though I were in St. George's Hall handed at least a star hero. Lord, how little we need a male to be quite happy, even for a second! By analogy with the motto of American cops, which, as we know, is: "To serve & to protect" to serve and protect, in an extracted form of the true meaning of life and our purpose, animals male sex, male, males, men, call it what you can in two words to express this: "Seeding and satisfy!". And everything else so, again, served the main course, and then only because the primary activity must not take place continuously in force on physiological characteristics, but the so-called moral and ethical conventions. If at least half of the feeling that Talia has invested in his words, at least half of the happiness that shines in her eyes, though, I am at this moment the happiest of men! Even if much of this may well be, alas, professional lie, still as I said, as trumpeted! What kind of compliments to me, the male crown of creation and the center of the universe! How much deference and tact! And about my eyes, whose color is not really blue, and rare blue. In general, as I now must have felt just east sultans and Sultan in the ancient times, when in his harem and seraglio all the concubines, slaves and other odalisques voskurivali of incense and offered praises. I swam with a stupid smile on his face well-fed cat. And really, why not, God forbid, I worked on the quarter of a firm, so Sing, robin, sing … Anton, you go to the bathroom while I cleaned up to here, brought me to the ground begging and home a voice Talia. Certainly, hostess, taunted me in retaliation for the broken dreams, received in response to the protruding tongue, and laughing, he went to wash. I stood in a small sit-down bath in a plastic curtain in a jaunty little boats, and poured a hot shower. Thoughts languidly, like autumn flies were buzzing in my head. I sent a stream of heads proudly hanging on with a sense of accomplishment friend, and he said a satisfied hum of the whole body. "Are you all clear, I turned to him. Look how papa-host razduharilsya, and you, old man, did not disappoint. Done! Hmm, yes, but to your landlord have any questions. "Question really had many. The first well, and who you are, indeed, after the fuck, if you call a spade a spade, with a biological man Don Pedro or Don Pedro "I chuckled. The question, of course, between us boys, concrete and sharp, but really simple, and he was interested in me, honestly, only insofar as. Someone will say "yes" someone "no", someone honestly say: "ho EM *, and I, frankly, as a pofiguHorosho, and if she already had the surgery? Outwardly, Talia just a girl of my dreams, the same type of smart (incredible, huh?) Leggy blonde with gray-blue-green eyes, which only I really like it became apparent to my no tail magpie, I love and want. On the other hand, if, say, on the spot Talia would have been the nature of woman, pretty, slender and in addition smart, and blonde, but with a purely masculine appearance? I opened his much as the skin, as in the horror film. I got up I had on it? "No, I would stand up," said a comrade from the stalls. Guys in my sense of sex never, thank God, not attracted. Here's a drink, snack, is yes! Again, about women. And in the bed is not, zhame **! Prior to this advancement in sex, as Tchaikovsky with Freddie Mercury, I'm still far away. And what hell is hanging, it is not important, then, it is still soon-soon, and cut off. True, not just hanging there, but this is secondary. Thus, the first question you solved the problems. The second question, actually, not even a question, but rather a finding. The fact is that after our relationship with Jeanne zapurzhil snow in my life started to become somehow empty and cold. Jeanne, this is my last account and a big lover of love. Before finally be with in bed, I knew her for many years, because of Furious irony of life, Jeanne has been part-wife of one of my good friend, and even when a fellow officer. I've always liked it because it was all the same type of high-blonde beauty with a little bit sad eyes, and looks a lot like a Natalia Vetlitskaya. For years, I might want to Joan from a distance, determined by her marital status, but to get involved then I completely missed anyone. Then the guy eyny somewhere big flew, was forced to hide a couple of years, somehow I naturally began to help the little things like how his wife Jeanne man not quite a stranger. In the family they have because of his problems somehow spilled, and, perhaps, not * ho-ZE (People) can not know, gr. Head * zhame (Fr. ) Neither zhistiz of this at all, may all be long nakipalo and just come at a time, I do not znayu.Za this time I discovered that she was not home a chicken, which always seemed to me, causing a feeling of mild annoyance, but easy and graceful in person communication and, most importantly, very clever for a woman, of course. As for her family's affairs on a number of events, I could easily assume that they were all on the verge of breakdown, that somehow reassured me in the moral and ethical terms. I also found out that I myself for it at least not disgusting, but there could dissolve the peacock charm was already a matter of technique and time. In short, one day we will end up as something organically moved to the bed. Then another and another. The bed it was so good that I naturally pereklinilo, to put it simply, I love corny thing on his own in his age well, did not expect it, but more and explained to Jeanne that. After that, a year in earnest I could only think about sex with her. Several times I stabbed at home, which was not allowed before never in my life, and on the business of my suffering, too, the egg could not affect. Got to the point that I seriously began to think that a divorce with Galina and plunge into the maelstrom of his third marriage, although clearly aware that three times in the same game play is just silly. Not able to create the perfect family with two attempts there any guarantee that it will for the third time? But neither does God, but so be it. Probably not destined us with Jeanne was a new, true, middle-aged group unit of society. Back from her pious races, it became much worse with the free time, I also changed the schedule of work to remove pull-house, where previously we used to spent in the genital pleasures for days on end, it became unprofitable, we met less and less. More everything seemed to continue in the days when not met, we were sending each other passionate letters by e-mail, but has become colder. Do not animated by new portions of sex, our relationship began to grow dim, as a small fire without the wood. It became evident that nothing but a bed, could not serve as a cement in our history. We were too inconsistent and the people of the zodiac, and life values. Increasingly, something to communicate with her began to irritate me, whether she wanted to fly to the shops, while a couple of weeks we did not fuck, and I am about anything else just could not think, or passages of our shared communion with her best and in fact the only girlfriend Lucy. Lucy was a nightmare to mind being unhealthy thinness and undetectable age. She had a huge collection of some incredible challenges of life, which in a way that no more natural than a gold tooth in the labor-year-old baby, Lucy Joan continually plummet, and with it to the heap and me. In my opinion, nothing just could not be embodied by Joan of elegance, with this extremely strange constantly disheveled and generally unkempt person. I for some reason she was called not only as "dear" that I was simply furious. But something clearly and very strongly bound Jeanne with her, I did not want to think that, but that my irritation was growing stronger. In general, the Kohanim vmerlo, as our brothers Ukrainians, I have the habit called Jeanne almost every day, even told her automatically "kiss" at the end of telephone conversations, which became once again, on shorter and shorter, but we have not seen for a couple of weeks and the last time I fucked, and I do not remember exactly. And was it worth while to force the situation, that after such pereryvchika start again, I absolutely was not sure. But to see the situation that I was very painful, soul accustomed to communicating with Joan, even more than my body wanted to bed with her. Inside, I was beginning naholazhivatsya such emptiness that sometimes felt like howling at the moon. No job, no house, nor even a bottle of vodka could not drown this gnawing pain inside. She stood in the last couple of months, constantly how something so palpable lump in the throat that I had the idea, not whether it is a chronic cold, and wanted to go to Laura. Well, that did not, did not interrupt the overloaded doctors in the clinic, because now clearly felt the ball had gone, and clearly knew that cured me Talia. This conclusion stemmed third vopros.Ya not believe, in general, in love at first sight. Not even in the most love, is generally in the field of fantasy old Shakespeare, Petrarch, Ferdowsi and other great storytellers of the past. Just to get a feel for the person no matter man or woman, although any feelings, except for the indifferent and bland indifference, takes time. Я имею ввиду чувства положительные и к абсолютно нормальному человеку, который при первой встрече ни какой-нибудь жуткой особенностью своего внешнего вида ли, произнесенной какой-нибудь чудовищной глупостью ли, запахом ли изо рта или режущим ухо акцентом любым из этого арсенала или чем-нибудь еще, и так может поставить жирный несмываемый крест на любых перспективах стать вашим другом или, к примеру, любовницей. And you can then go on for years, the line of duty, or when, for example, the neighbors on a regular basis and it is nice to communicate with this man, beyond the simple, albeit benevolent, your attitude of indifference to him not to go. But, let's shed a man with no first or subsequent meetings, nothing terrible has not committed, but upon further acquaintance became obvious that you have with him or her, there is also the point soprkosnoveniya in areas distant from the binding order of communication, whether some favorite music or a particular dog breed. Only then and after a certain time, I am deeply convinced, you can blossom deep relationships such as friendship with a man or a bed with a woman. With a waist were all not in theory. I stood in the bath and was keenly aware, as if scanning the internal mental locator entire four-hour history of our relationship, that weaknesses in the simple definition: "I like her" in substance no. I like everything about it looks, smell, voice intonation, a look at some of the problems one way or another today in between trachoma have been discussed in the course of the play, like how she fucks and like the music she listens. I like that my towel was blue and her red, and like that on the sink is just a soap Protex. I even to my horror, like that Thalia is not quite a woman now, and like the fact that in the foreseeable future it will say so much more than a woman. In short, the extrapolation method can be a very high degree of probability to suppose that I like and all or nearly all of that in today's communication unaffected. So what, to me the ideal? But the contemplation of the ideal, or communicating with them can only lead to two versions of events to the worship of the ideal, or to love him. Hmm, yes, the prospect of onset of any of these hypostasis me as something not very warmed up. Worship and every fetish there is hrenushki, it is not mine, found a pancake, Pygmalion! And as for love, then well it to Allah, love is good in youth, in adulthood from her some problems, as shown by my own recent bitter experience, in that way. Okay, and last for today, the fourth question. Well, damn, from the previous three issues are raised? "The devil knows! "Suddenly said aloud to myself and I turned off the water. Sleep on it, such as time, perhaps, will tell. While the birds have to fly home, but then my missus Galina now begin to ask much more simple and concrete questions, which, oddly enough, my answer would be much harder than all the piling up of philosophical and ethical hummocks, which I myself built near here. I wiped, got out of the bath, glanced at myself in the mirror aging, tolsteyuschy, balding. but nothing much else, even little man with an interesting gray in her dark hair and blue, like license plates on Cop Laibach eyes.

Even the sky isn’t the limit when Lt. Jackie Mackenzie and Lt. Doug “Zapper” Curtis square off at the prestigious first team fighter school. Their aerial stunts heat up the heavens, but on the ground, everything Zapper does rubs Jackie the wrong way…like when he gets caught watching her rub herself the right way, or devouring a piece of candy. After plenty of nose dives Jackie finally realizes what a HOT GUN Zapper really is, and in for a touchdown that’ll leave skid marks on your landing strip!

Lenght: 01:17:42

Year: 1986

Director: Paul Vatelli

Starring: Jerry Butler    Steve Drake    Candie Evans    Sheena Horne    Krista Lane    Peter North    Rachel Ryan    Herschel Savage    Shone Taylor    Randy West   

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Matrona was a maid in the house Korovin. She was 13 when she died the wife of his master. Since then, nearly two years. Cyril Matveyevich after the death of his wife lived in the estate of the parents. He was young, handsome. Dark silky hair hung to his shoulders. Big blue eyes. Good such gentle eyes. Matrona know, sir again soon marry. Even the bride saw him. But still, it was worth it to see him, her legs became numb, dizzy, and my heart would jump out of my chest. She loved him like a faithful dog. She wanted to close with him. She wanted his caresses, like his power over soboy.Kirilla Matveyevich came one evening to the river bank and saw the girl. She has been in the water slowly. When the water came up to her buttocks, she realized that she wets her hair. Cos she had a long, very light and fluffy. The girl raised her hands and tied her hair knot, and on top, that would not come undone knot, tied a handkerchief, which had previously been lying on her shoulders. So he saw it all. She stood with her back to him, completely naked. Her body was in the form a dense, elastic. I very much wanted to touch her. Cyril Matveyevich threw rods on the bank and sent the waiter away. The action plans for the evening changed. He hid in the bushes and waited for her to come out of the water. He knew her when she went to the bank. Why he had not noticed it. Features were more delicate. Spout little snub-nosed, puffy lips, soft. Chest high, full. His hands and face almost touched the sun, and white body. Skin slightly pink, can in the evening sun, may from prirody.Kirilla Matveyevich out of the bushes, when she was quite close. He saw that the girl was embarrassed, but not frightened. Let me get dressed, sir. Your mother will be displeased if I do not come back. I must help her to undress before going to bed and read a book. Get dressed, who's stopping you? "The young man did not take the girls eyes. He gladly would have taken her right there on the shore, but did not want to rush. He realized that she intentionally waited for him and would be glad to share his bed. Cyril Matveyevich a little surprised that even his mistress, she was not afraid and decided to seduce him. Cool temper his mother he knew, he knew his mistress maid punished herself. Often heard their cries. And a girl out on the buttocks traces of master whip. Yes, I see you recently got for the lady punished? I slept, and when she called me, was not combed and odeta.Potoropis then, but then again, the lady will punish you. After Anna Radzivonauna fall asleep, come to my room, help to undress and tell skazku.Kirilla Matveyevich turned around and went home. He knew she would come obyazatelno.Matrena hardly wait until the lady let her go. At the door of the young gentleman she came softly: You were ordered to come, she whispered, barely audibly, and his head bowed. She came in, so take off your clothes, that I tell you to undress budu.Molodoy gentleman was lying in bed and looked at the girl affectionately and derisively. Guest meekly obeyed, and stood near the door in his shirt. Take off your shirt too, I'm on the river have all saw. You're there specifically came and waited for me. You could not know that I catch fish every night in this place. Come on, let's go here. I can see, you'd be the hochesh.Oni lay side by side, but the master was in no hurry, he wanted to force her to act. He liked it when the girls were throwing themselves to him. Matrona was he not the first. He touched her breasts, nipples filled, to doubt that it burns with desire not necessary. Stroked his belly, parted the folds of skin between his legs and felt the damp inflamed plot.Emu liked to tease her, it's exciting, gave an additional pleasure. His affection circling her head. She spreads legs and curved to meet his hand, but he continued to lie on his back. She knew he was too consumed with desire, seen as a rose blanket in place that was interested in it now more than anything. She could not stand it and stroked it hump, first on the blanket, but when I realized that the master satisfied, threw a blanket and sat on the bed and began caressing his penis with his hands. She kissed his chest, then her lips touched his belly. His excitement grew, but self control he lost. She could not stand the first, lay on his back, legs wide apart, and whispered: Take me, I so wish that forces do not tolerate bolshe.On was her first, but even the pain has not prevented her to have fun. Well, demure, like that? Kirill asked, when it was over, and they lay together, breathing heavily. Yes, rustled in response to a barely audible. That night he took her on three occasions, she went in the morning, lay thought vzdremnet minute and slept. When she came into the room a lady, she was already half-dressed. Matrona was standing at the door, not daring to raise their heads. She knew now she will be flogging. The lady at her angry and punish without mercy. Already on the table lay a birch rod. Come to me, beautiful. Exposed the ass will teach, "said Anna Rodionovna, when her hair was finished. Madame, forgive me for Christ's sake, the girl ran down his cheeks as big as a pea tears. At the mercy she did not expect, just very afraid, she knew she will get good today. You Milka, even knowing that you'll be whipped, behaving disgracefully. If I forgive you now, you're just on the neck and sit. Perhaps, through your ass to your head getting through. Pick on sundress, not'll have to bind to the bench, and'll beat three times, remember how Natasha was flogged for theft? Can you Skoda, learn otvechat.Devushka cringed in horror, but did not dare to disobey. How caned mistress Natasha she saw and have not had time to forget. First, the reins were flogged, and then went into the garden for a long time choosing the right rod and continued when I returned this rod. By evening Natasha lay tied to the bench until the hostess is not lashed it a third time, the same withe. Natasha then a week could not sit. Matrona silently walked to the bench and lay down on her, raising her skirt sundress. She squealed after each blow, cried and begged forgiveness. Finally, the lady decided that the girl punished enough, cast aside the rod and commanded: "Arise, go and work. I think you understand everything. Thanks for the science mistress, Matrona said, rising from his seat and went to lay the table for zavtraku.Molodoy gentleman saw at breakfast tear-stained face of the girl and turned to his mother with a smile: She screamed so today, that all the frogs in the swamp rouse? Why do you give it a mama? To sleep for a long time in the morning like, the second time this poryu, I do not know will help or not. I would have long ago sent to the village but no one else of the girls can not read. I go to sleep without a book can not, but his eyes can not see. That tolerate this duru.Nochyu Matryona itself came to the master bedroom and went out again in the morning. I was afraid to sleep because the bed and did not even go to bed. Sleep for a few minutes was able to just after lunch, when left to rest lady. By the evening the girl could hardly stand, and fell asleep almost went to my room and got to bed. Cyril waited a long time when she would come and not waiting too fell asleep. In the morning he woke up early. Regretted that sleep at night alone. It's time to get married. After the death of his first wife after two years. Yard Of course the girls decided to male problem, but wanted more. To sleep, a young gentleman did not like because in the morning decided to ask his mother Matrona. She waited on them at the table and looked very attractive. At night, she's clearly a good sleep and today was fresh. On the cheeks flush. Blue eyes, dark eyelashes and thick. All such ladnenkaya, Kripen'ka. He patted the girl backside and said sarcastically: Well ass remembers mother 'science? Girl was embarrassed and looked down. That's what she heard next made her tremble. Mama, and you know why she slept? I was pampered. Allow me to it a little more fun, while single. Command suppose once you let her go, go with me, and then today I slept badly. It can be seen and not afraid to sleep come to me. Kiryusha, you are an adult, and permission to sleep with a girl I did not ask you why. At night, do with it what you want, but the day it should work. I think you're on it not water carting. In this case a lot of time is not necessary. Oh, and you, Milka, again ready ass. Now tea popyu and Beat me, to know the girl virginity to her husband should be stored. Coley lost innocence, without the time, you'll be punished. I do not think that the gentleman you took power. What do you think Cyril Matveyevich? You, as a mother-seeing. Can you imagine come to fish, but this bitch nude bathing there. To me it really was a girl, but his legs to push her to teach is not necessary. Even do not have to persuade herself requested, and then another and priprashivala. Kiryusha, I now swear once, neighbors called to visit, and I still do not even know what to get dressed. Beat me this slut himself. I think you know, I strut their poryu. I'll do my mother, as you say. And you dear come into my bedroom, and the rod brings. Teach your nemnogo.V master's voice could be heard with contempt and derision. But Matryona continued to love him. She knew he would punish her even harder than the lady, but still could not take offense to it. Anyway, he was the best, most beautiful, the kindest. She is herself, without coercion, gave herself to him. It's really a vicious slutty devka.Kirilla Matveyevich lay on the bed and waited. The girl is clearly delayed. He never doubted that she would not dare to disobey, and soon will be, he just could not wait to fuck her. He will flog it then, you'll first need to satisfy their desire. Finally, he heard a knock at the door and ordered to enter. On the threshold she stood, with a birch rod in his hands. She looked mournfully at his master like a dog, and waited for orders. The gentleman was silent and she did not dare to speak first. Finally he got tired, and she heard the order: Get undressed and go to bed. I'll still rip uspeyu.Ona knew that it would be a bit of licentiousness, but could not hide a beatific smile on his face. Cyril had seen her through the fire between her legs worried it is now much more than fear nakazaniya.On knocked her on her back and took the rough, without a single caress, and still it was good to him. She moaned and curved to meet him. He finished quickly, she did not have time. He lay on her, breathing heavily, and she continued to cuddle up to him and moved his hips backwards. Such impudence angered his master and he decided that the girl really deserves flogging. He rolled onto his back and lit a cigarette. That silence, he lay for about five minutes. Matrona for this time a few cool. She obediently waited for his fate. Finally a gentleman got out of bed, put on his robe and picked up prut.-Well sprawling, get up, I'll uchit.Matrena obeyed and stood before his master. She dared not raise his eyes and see his face. Looked at his hairy feet in soft slippers. The lack of clothes makes it particularly vulnerable to nakazaniem.On hand poised to strike, and sharply lowered the rod to her ass. Matryona screamed in pain and jumped back. Cyril approached her and untied the ribbon in her spit and tied this ribbon for her hand. Bound arms of a girl he had tied to the chair. Matrona had to bend forward. To stand so it was especially scary and uncomfortable. But the master was her posture was satisfied. He smiled and proceeded to blow nakazaniyu.Pervy left on the buttocks Matryona swollen red scar. She screamed and jerked his whole body. Suddenly Cyril felt a sudden sexual arousal. He began to strike one after another. Barin, dear, oh hurt. Oh have mercy, oh bolno.Ee screams only increased his excitement. He stopped for a minute penalty and stroked her ass. His hand had penetrated between her legs, and his finger penetrated her deeply enough. The desire awoke in her instantly, she twitched his back and moaned from pleasure. Cyril felt swelled and began to wet her flesh. He took her from behind. She took it willingly. Her body moved with him to the beat. In this position he penetrated her very deeply. She finished almost immediately, and within a minute of excitement once again made her squirm and moan with sweet flour.

Gina (Lynn Ray) is a bored housewife who wishes she could join in the fun and games she sees at her health club. Her wishes come true with Annie, her exercise instructor, in a steamy love scene set in a sizzling sauna. Soon Gina’s really swinging – and we don’t mean gymnastics – with Annie, superstuds J.B. and Mark, then for a climax, in a ten-person session of aerobic erotics that’ll leave you panting for breath.Tired of joggin? Try our ‘Hot Spa’ – exercise never looked like so much fun!

Lenght: 01:47:21

Year: 1984

Director: Bruce Seven

Starring: Lynn Ray    Karen Summer    Richard Anderson    Greg Derek    Frank James    J.B.    Pamela Jennings    Cara Lott    David Sanders    Renee Summers    Tammera    Marc Wallice   

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Matrona was a maid in the house Korovin. She was 13 when she died the wife of his master. Since then, nearly two years. Cyril Matveyevich after the death of his wife lived in the estate of the parents. He was young, handsome. Dark silky hair hung to his shoulders. Big blue eyes. Good such gentle eyes. Matrona know, sir again soon marry. Even the bride saw him. But still, it was worth it to see him, her legs became numb, dizzy, and my heart would jump out of my chest. She loved him like a faithful dog. She wanted to close with him. She wanted his caresses, like his power over soboy.Kirilla Matveyevich came one evening to the river bank and saw the girl. She has been in the water slowly. When the water came up to her buttocks, she realized that she wets her hair. Cos she had a long, very light and fluffy. The girl raised her hands and tied her hair knot, and on top, that would not come undone knot, tied a handkerchief, which had previously been lying on her shoulders. So he saw it all. She stood with her back to him, completely naked. Her body was in the form a dense, elastic. I very much wanted to touch her. Cyril Matveyevich threw rods on the bank and sent the waiter away. The action plans for the evening changed. He hid in the bushes and waited for her to come out of the water. He knew her when she went to the bank. Why he had not noticed it. Features were more delicate. Spout little snub-nosed, puffy lips, soft. Chest high, full. His hands and face almost touched the sun, and white body. Skin slightly pink, can in the evening sun, may from prirody.Kirilla Matveyevich out of the bushes, when she was quite close. He saw that the girl was embarrassed, but not frightened. Let me get dressed, sir. Your mother will be displeased if I do not come back. I must help her to undress before going to bed and read a book. Get dressed, who's stopping you? "The young man did not take the girls eyes. He gladly would have taken her right there on the shore, but did not want to rush. He realized that she intentionally waited for him and would be glad to share his bed. Cyril Matveyevich a little surprised that even his mistress, she was not afraid and decided to seduce him. Cool temper his mother he knew, he knew his mistress maid punished herself. Often heard their cries. And a girl out on the buttocks traces of master whip. Yes, I see you recently got for the lady punished? I slept, and when she called me, was not combed and odeta.Potoropis then, but then again, the lady will punish you. After Anna Radzivonauna fall asleep, come to my room, help to undress and tell skazku.Kirilla Matveyevich turned around and went home. He knew she would come obyazatelno.Matrena hardly wait until the lady let her go. At the door of the young gentleman she came softly: You were ordered to come, she whispered, barely audibly, and his head bowed. She came in, so take off your clothes, that I tell you to undress budu.Molodoy gentleman was lying in bed and looked at the girl affectionately and derisively. Guest meekly obeyed, and stood near the door in his shirt. Take off your shirt too, I'm on the river have all saw. You're there specifically came and waited for me. You could not know that I catch fish every night in this place. Come on, let's go here. I can see, you'd be the hochesh.Oni lay side by side, but the master was in no hurry, he wanted to force her to act. He liked it when the girls were throwing themselves to him. Matrona was he not the first. He touched her breasts, nipples filled, to doubt that it burns with desire not necessary. Stroked his belly, parted the folds of skin between his legs and felt the damp inflamed plot.Emu liked to tease her, it's exciting, gave an additional pleasure. His affection circling her head. She spreads legs and curved to meet his hand, but he continued to lie on his back. She knew he was too consumed with desire, seen as a rose blanket in place that was interested in it now more than anything. She could not stand it and stroked it hump, first on the blanket, but when I realized that the master satisfied, threw a blanket and sat on the bed and began caressing his penis with his hands. She kissed his chest, then her lips touched his belly. His excitement grew, but self control he lost. She could not stand the first, lay on his back, legs wide apart, and whispered: Take me, I so wish that forces do not tolerate bolshe.On was her first, but even the pain has not prevented her to have fun. Well, demure, like that? Kirill asked, when it was over, and they lay together, breathing heavily. Yes, rustled in response to a barely audible. That night he took her on three occasions, she went in the morning, lay thought vzdremnet minute and slept. When she came into the room a lady, she was already half-dressed. Matrona was standing at the door, not daring to raise their heads. She knew now she will be flogging. The lady at her angry and punish without mercy. Already on the table lay a birch rod. Come to me, beautiful. Exposed the ass will teach, "said Anna Rodionovna, when her hair was finished. Madame, forgive me for Christ's sake, the girl ran down his cheeks as big as a pea tears. At the mercy she did not expect, just very afraid, she knew she will get good today. You Milka, even knowing that you'll be whipped, behaving disgracefully. If I forgive you now, you're just on the neck and sit. Perhaps, through your ass to your head getting through. Pick on sundress, not'll have to bind to the bench, and'll beat three times, remember how Natasha was flogged for theft? Can you Skoda, learn otvechat.Devushka cringed in horror, but did not dare to disobey. How caned mistress Natasha she saw and have not had time to forget. First, the reins were flogged, and then went into the garden for a long time choosing the right rod and continued when I returned this rod. By evening Natasha lay tied to the bench until the hostess is not lashed it a third time, the same withe. Natasha then a week could not sit. Matrona silently walked to the bench and lay down on her, raising her skirt sundress. She squealed after each blow, cried and begged forgiveness. Finally, the lady decided that the girl punished enough, cast aside the rod and commanded: "Arise, go and work. I think you understand everything. Thanks for the science mistress, Matrona said, rising from his seat and went to lay the table for zavtraku.Molodoy gentleman saw at breakfast tear-stained face of the girl and turned to his mother with a smile: She screamed so today, that all the frogs in the swamp rouse? Why do you give it a mama? To sleep for a long time in the morning like, the second time in a poryu, I do not know will help or not. I would have long ago sent to the village but no one else of the girls can not read. I go to sleep without a book can not, but his eyes can not see. That tolerate this duru.Nochyu Matryona itself came to the master bedroom and went out again in the morning. I was afraid to sleep because the bed and did not even go to bed. Sleep for a few minutes was able to just after lunch, when left to rest lady. By the evening the girl could hardly stand, and fell asleep almost went to my room and got to bed. Cyril waited a long time when she would come and not waiting too fell asleep. In the morning he woke up early. Regretted that sleep at night alone. It's time to get married. After the death of his first wife after two years. Yard Of course the girls decided to male problem, but wanted more. To sleep, a young gentleman did not like because in the morning decided to ask his mother Matrona. She waited on them at the table and looked very attractive. At night, she's clearly a good sleep and today was fresh. On the cheeks flush. Blue eyes, dark eyelashes and thick. All such ladnenkaya, Kripen'ka. He patted the girl backside and said sarcastically: Well ass remembers mother 'science? Girl was embarrassed and looked down. That's what she heard next made her tremble. Mama, and you know why she slept? I was pampered. Allow me to it a little more fun, while single. Command suppose once you let her go, go with me, and then today I slept badly. It can be seen and not afraid to sleep come to me. Kiryusha, you are an adult, and permission to sleep with a girl I did not ask you why. At night, do with it what you want, but the day it should work. I think you're on it not water carting. In this case a lot of time is not necessary. Oh, and you, Milka, again ready ass. Now tea popyu and Beat me, to know the girl virginity to her husband should be stored. Coley lost innocence, without the time, you'll be punished. I do not think that the gentleman you took power. What do you think Cyril Matveyevich? You, as a mother-seeing. Can you imagine come to fish, but this bitch nude bathing there. To me it really was a girl, but his legs to push her to teach is not necessary. Even do not have to persuade herself requested, and then another and priprashivala. Kiryusha, I now swear once, neighbors called to visit, and I still do not even know what to get dressed. Beat me this slut himself. I think you know, I strut their poryu. I'll do my mother, as you say. And you dear come into my bedroom, and the rod brings. Teach your nemnogo.V master's voice could be heard with contempt and derision. But Matryona continued to love him. She knew he would punish her even harder than the lady, but still could not take offense to it. Anyway, he was the best, most beautiful, the kindest. She is herself, without coercion, gave herself to him. It's really a vicious slutty devka.Kirilla Matveyevich lay on the bed and waited. The girl is clearly delayed. He never doubted that she would not dare to disobey, and soon will be, he just could not wait to fuck her. He will flog it then, you'll first need to satisfy their desire. Finally, he heard a knock at the door and ordered to enter. On the threshold she stood, with a birch rod in his hands. She looked mournfully at his master like a dog, and waited for orders. The gentleman was silent and she did not dare to speak first. Finally he got tired, and she heard the order: Get undressed and go to bed. I'll still rip uspeyu.Ona knew that it would be a bit of licentiousness, but could not hide a beatific smile on his face. Cyril had seen her through the fire between her legs worried it is now much more than fear nakazaniya.On knocked her on her back and took the rough, without a single caress, and still it was good to him. She moaned and curved to meet him. He finished quickly, she did not have time. He lay on her, breathing heavily, and she continued to cuddle up to him and moved his hips backwards. Such impudence angered his master and he decided that the girl really deserves flogging. He rolled onto his back and lit a cigarette. That silence, he lay for about five minutes. Matrona for this time a few cool. She obediently waited for his fate. Finally a gentleman got out of bed, put on his robe and picked up prut.-Well sprawling, get up, I'll uchit.Matrena obeyed and stood before his master. She dared not raise his eyes and see his face. Looked at his hairy feet in soft slippers. The lack of clothes makes it particularly vulnerable to nakazaniem.On hand poised to strike, and sharply lowered the rod to her ass. Matryona screamed in pain and jumped back. Cyril approached her and untied the ribbon in her spit and tied this ribbon for her hand. Bound arms of a girl he had tied to the chair. Matrona had to bend forward. To stand so it was especially scary and uncomfortable. But the master was her posture was satisfied. He smiled and proceeded to blow nakazaniyu.Pervy left on the buttocks Matryona swollen red scar. She screamed and jerked his whole body. Suddenly Cyril felt a sudden sexual arousal. He began to strike one after another. Barin, dear, oh hurt. Oh have mercy, oh bolno.Ee screams only increased his excitement. He stopped for a minute penalty and stroked her ass. His hand had penetrated between her legs, and his finger penetrated her deeply enough. The desire awoke in her instantly, she twitched his back and moaned from pleasure. Cyril felt swelled and began to wet her flesh. He took her from behind. She took it willingly. Her body moved with him to the beat. In this position he penetrated her very deeply. She finished almost immediately, and within a minute of excitement once again made her squirm and moan of sweet flour.

Lenght: 01:22:58

Year: 1983

Director: Paul Vatelli

Starring: Shauna Grant    Nicole Black    Cody Nicole    Becky Savage    Kevin James    Ron Jeremy    Julia Parton    Betty Jane    Eggs Noodleman    Punchy Barrows    Melanie Scott    Dick Harde   

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A moment later her eyes, slightly accustomed to complete darkness, started a distinguished and silhouette of a man black dot against a background of slightly lighter doorway from the hall somewhere deep into the apartment, found the outlines of a coherent women's definitely female! figure standing, leaning his shoulder against the jamb. In another second I could see that a woman dressed in something so obviously home to his knees and somehow old-fashioned wrapped in either a handkerchief, or a rug, but the silhouette of the person continued to be completely indistinguishable shade. Perhaps my confusion did not go unnoticed, because the woman freed from under her shawl thin white hand and flicked the switch on the wall. Broke out a dim reddish light finally lit a tiny prihozhku typical Moscow Khrushchev, and at the same time and all the landlady. My heart felt lighter to me, smiling slightly corners of his lips, looked definitely a woman, or rather girl, because it is unlikely that even taking into account all the possible cosmetic tweaks that essentially fair-haired with eyes squinting from the light could be a lot more than twenty years. I quickly scanned the professional Lovelace instantly her whole. Of course, it obviously was very good! High, where some 72-meter three. By the way, my favorite razmerchik do not like very high or very young, and the buttons below sixty feet, passing under my armpit, and cornstalk under 190, which, especially when those on his heels, even to me, had to lean back as at the starry sky, generally can not stand! By adding together the girl was slender and graceful, everything else in her low-cut dressing gown with two bulges there has obviously a very bad chest. Obviously a very long, smooth blond hair, very much like the color of the natural, tasteful collected in an intricate bundle. Черты лица очень правильные, лоб высокий и чистый, красивый прямой нос с тонкой линией переносицы, чего очень часто не хватает лицам многих признанных моделей, губы сочные, но не полные, и уголки рта совсем незаметно приподняты в легкой полуулыбке, как у Джоконды, чуть вполне по-славянски выступающие скулы, на слегка заостренном подбородке совершенно не портящая его пикантная ямочка. Even that's all this is quite enough to any other has been awarded the all this splendor to be beautiful notebook. But the most important place in this already beautiful and memorable first glance the face occupies a stunning eyes. Themselves are large, they are from what were very wide apart, gave the impression of simply enormous. Grey-green, not very bright, but some very clear and so luminous as spring ice on the river, pierced by a ray of sunlight. But it was in them something else … Eyes mirror of the soul? Probably was right classic. In any case, the reflection of a man has a soul or not. In the eyes of the soul was … Yes, her eyes just made me quite carcass impression. Lashes, very long and fluffy, like Christmas tree in winter forest, framed them with dignity. And above curved absolutely correct broad eyebrows, obviously not knowing touch tweezers for the full order unnecessary. Just Hollywood or something, right word! In fact, it seemed to me that I perceive in this face and flawless features Sharon Stone, Kim Beysindzher and sensuality, and the inimitable charm of Michelle Pfeiffer, with the winner of that person was not in no way resemble any of these stars, absolutely original and made him even more amazing beauty! Until that moment I knew exactly what was the most beautiful woman I ever knew in all my almost quarter of a doggy practice known in the sense of not just personally, but this bed and Jeanne. But it was only until the moment when I saw this face … Yes, but most of all right, thank God, absolutely nothing either in the face or graceful outlines of the figures did not speak, just could not say that to me may be, shall we say, not quite a woman. His heart beat more evenly, I thought that just stare is improper, and has already opened his mouth to say something, but then the girl broke the silence: Well, hello! Not disappointed? she said with a smile. The timbre of her voice was also quite feminine, deep and very, very exciting. No, no, of course not! I checked himself, smiling at her in response to the most fascinating of my smiles. On the contrary, I'm just delighted, I …- That's fine, very cute, she interrupted me. Then the pass, and radiBoga, excuse me for this kind, dozed off while waiting for you … What are you, well you look, I began to grovel, but she was a gesture of inviting me into the room, she passed pervoy.Zagorevshiysya boudoir lamp in the same red light illuminated the dim outline of a little under a hallway of the room, the whole situation is talking about is quite certain of its purpose. In the corner by the window, closely curtained with heavy curtains, a television and VCR in the opposite a small coffee table with a cassette recorder and an ashtray on it, and two chairs next to him. In the back of the room from one wall to shelter nondescript wardrobe cabinet, apparently, but opposite him something like an old cupboard, crockery and crystal in which, however, was not, but stood alone above a loud ticking alarm clock. But all the rest space of the room occupied by a large sofa, compared to the rest room furniture which looked simply Gulliver among the dwarfs. Sophie was already laid out sleeping clothes and one corner of the blanket was hospitable to turn away. Let's get acquainted? So, you? .. roused me from my contemplative state of voice mistress. I Anton, almost stumbling on his pohozhdencheskom alias, reported me. I Vitaly, picked it and gave me his hand. I took her cold hand in his hand and kissed it. I love smoothie! Vitali laughed. How ironic, I pulled a wronged grimace. Oh, no, no! No irony! she cried impulsively and kissed me. It is so nice. We women (I thought it was a word she uttered with a peculiar pressure) so loved in men good manners! "Oddly enough, this obvious playacting and exaltation she was not spoiled, it looked like a completely natural feminine coquetry and a desire to please. And she liked me more and more. What an interesting name Vitaly, I continued the conversation. Greek. It is usually somehow reduce to Vita, but I am so terribly like! Friends call me Talia or just Tasha. "Tasha, wow, how cute", I thought, and added to the rumor: Talia? So the Greeks called one of the muses, was beginning to shine wit me. She was protector, it seems … I stalled. So far my knowledge is not extended. Comedy, picked up my companion, and in mock horror, rolled her eyes. God, yet erudite! I am happy with den.Ya could not help laughing. With a sense of humor, which in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred is an indispensable companion of mind, she was definitely in order. Definitely, she was beginning to like me more and more. It remains to find out like me if I told you? immediately if reading my thoughts Thalia .. She took off her shawl from her shoulders, and now stood in the middle of the room. Just a few fitted style gown was sewn from translucent fabric and virtually nothing is concealed, and of clothing under her robe was only black lace thong panties. By providing me full panoramic view, Waist couple of times so gracefully swung around in front of me in such a graceful pirouette, that I thought it more came to be called Terpsichore. Yes, she was twenty years old, maybe a little. A graceful little head, long beautiful neck. It is proportional to the figure with a thin waist and hips are much more developed. Long, slender legs with a thin shin and traced calves that I hardly do not value most of the advantages of a female figure. Ass round and convex, like a Brazilian. Incidentally, with regard to the process of describing the merits of women's backsides I prefer still the word ass, like coarse and vulgar in the opinion of some arty elements that might sound. "She has an amazing ass!". In my opinion, entirely appropriate and what's more euphonic! Here, for example, fuck, then in her ass, the word ass in this context sounds rude and dissonance. Oh, great and mighty! So ass convex and round like a ball. And, finally, she was very beautiful shape with a bristly chest from under the cloth acute papillae. Damn, she was just insanely beautiful! And nothing, nothing betrayed in her substance though not entirely, but the opposite sex. Maybe there was some mistake? If so, then perhaps it is even better … You really, really caught my eye, with a feeling I said, absolutely not twisting dushoy.Taliya happily laughed and then kissed me. I'm so glad! Would you like tea or coffee? there is also switched to "you" it. With tact, it is definitely too was all in poryadke.Ya generously agreed to tea without sugar. Talia sat me in a chair, has been very convenient, and flew off to the kitchen. While she rang out dishes, I do not know what to do, drew attention to a stack of magazines lying under the table on the floor, and pulled one of the middle. It was a "Transgender" magazine with transsesualnoy porn, online version of whom I met online. On the jacket chocolate black woman with a huge bust has sent two fingers with an unnaturally long manicure directly into the camera at least a huge standing member. My heart sank. No mistake, I came to the address. Vitali was transseksualkoy.Taliya returned from the kitchen, carrying a cup of tea. Put on the table, she sat down in another chair, comfortably with his legs crossed. She asked: "I have a smoke while you drink tea?" I nodded: "Sure!" A stack of thin cigarettes lying right next to the magazine. She took it, drew one, lit it, inhaled the aroma of smoke and threw the packet back to the stol.Pachka fell to the log directly to a member of the rampant black girl. Thalia gave me a quick glance and mischievous little finger with a pointed polished nail slowly began to push back pack to the side, so that the term began to appear from under her while again shone on the glossy cover in all its glory. Anton, you can question? Thalia purred. My heart skipped a beat, and beat him rattled in my hand a cup. I put the cup on the table and casually nodded, but he slumped the entire inside. Talia smiled looking into my eyes, her little finger seems to be quietly drawing around a member of the Negro complicated curves, but at the same time, I could swear that at that moment she like me a little uncomfortable. To confirm my suspicions Thalia lowered her eyes and her cheeks slightly zapuntsoveli. Was walking second by second, and Talia was still silent. Anton, and … you come to me precisely because of this? Finally after all she asked, clearly drawing his finger on oblozhke.Eto is not in the eyebrow. I thought that issue would be somewhere on this subject, but so so in the eyes … I am slightly taken aback. Insult or something, I want a pancake someone? Podezhivaet? But no, I was innocently watching the most beautiful pair of gray eyes in the world, and sharpness like: "Well, you go to another for something?" did not fall from my lips. It looks like she just had to know who is in front of her. Indeed, in the end (pun, eh? ), I then knew beforehand all about who she really, as it did for me. I mean, what I have cockroaches in my head. I changed my mind to get angry. However, it was necessary to indicate its orientation, damn it. No, I came to you not for that. But I came to you, because you have THAT, distinctly I said, looking straight into her eyes. Of course, if you know what I mean. "Right now, she would be offended, I thought. Too clearly poke in the eye. Type, but we know that you in the pants, people are just interested in … But no, nothing like that happened, but on the contrary, in her eyes proskvozilo the clear and not clear to me relief. But Thalia herself hastened to explain: "Glory to God! Sorry Anton, I'm a fool … She confided her hand on my hand. Do not tell from the Natural … Fag? I said. Blue … We say "blue", "pink". Everything else is the desire to offend, humiliate … She said it so helplessly as something that I at once lost the desire to put it in place and generally talk to her sharply. In fact, only God knows how much humiliation and insults possibly issued in its rather short life is still neponyatnopoloe being the trouble-some of which is that it naturally took after not quite such an overwhelming majority of people! Well, yes, homo sapiens sapiens and hetero, skalamburil me. So I do not like the m-th … . blue, conciliatory "I asked, crouching deliberately androgynous face with sponges bow and coyly sweep shoulder. Well, you have nothing in common, even now, comic clasped hands Talia, ringing laugh, but immediately became serious. Just, you know, I do not like gays, at least those who go with me. They see in me a man with a female appearance, but actually I am a woman with a still male rudiments, you understand me? "She snapped it with such fervor, with such feeling! These words were her life, her whole tragedy! I understood her. You are the most feminine woman I've ever met, totally honest I said, and was rewarded with the happiest smile in the world. Just wanted you to know what led me to you, I understand. I am here .. Well, how do you explain?. I stopped. Because thinking. In fact, what am I doing here? How easy is an absolute glut intercourse with a female brought me here? Of course, over the past ten years, the women and girls, I had so much that I long ago lost count. Young, older. Basically, of course, prostitutes, but not they alone. Girlfriends, girlfriends girlfriends, friends and even friends, I confess, wives friends. And always have been known since the beginning, or rather before the start. It does not even about feelings, because a clear pepper, that the purely physical sensations in general is always the same plus or minus nonsense, finished and finished. It has long been communicating with each new woman has ceased to bring a sense of contact with something new, unknown, a whole new world, which, once believed, entered in every person. So like every time suddenly discover a new world, and that he came into contact with yours, and so that these worlds we admire each other, and that the physical connection was only the quintessence, the apotheosis of the unity of the worlds! Another life, something supraliminal and intangible, and then only a slight ringing in my head and a sense of ineffable lightness, and next is a man who has just been very good to you, and it does not matter if there even the money involved, in the end, it all only way to speed dating, and generally dirty one who pays, not the one to whom. .. But the worlds are somehow did not come across more and more general Mirko & God knows what, the emptiness of some sort, and most importantly for someone who is lying beside it turned more and more tangible, and not just for prostitutes. Or maybe it was not in this psevdovozvyshennoy philosophy? Maybe it was just old age, tired of all the handle and just want some new uncharted emotional feelings, and simply lacked the courage to admit it? Or right theory that every man get on line and hetero-and homosexuality, just one day the pendulum suddenly for no reason, no reason could swing the other way? Or grew and grew under a thick layer of traditions, traditional ideas and conventions, imperceptible germ, but is closer to forty and suddenly sprouted? Or simply go to the very roof of the sexual meaning of these words? No need to explain anything, whispered Talia, imperceptibly vsporhnuv on my knees and throwing his arms around my neck. You're clever. And you are also very caught my eye. Strange, but to hear it from her for some reason it was damn nice. Came from her intoxicating scent of pure body in a mixture with an unknown to me, but very exciting perfume, all mild, all in moderation. I stirred in my pants, I just wanted it, what whatever it was sex! Here it is, life, and all those la-la to do with it! I tried to kiss her, she held up my cheek. I love to kiss, "I muttered, looking for his lips to her mouth. Or do you also do not kiss on the lips with clients? .. Here is another, quite offended by "too," breathed hotly into my ear, she said. To deny yourself this pleasure … I really really love to kiss. I have said many times that I had a good kissing, and I really appreciate this ability to their partner. Good kissing a woman brings me to a state of full operational capability well before the actual bed of the meeting. Talia kissed excellent. Her lips were soft and malleable language when you have followed my lips and tongue, sometimes yourself as completely fills my mouth and held sway there, correctly identifying the most sensitive area. Well, where she knew that my most erogenous zone in the mouth inside surface of the upper lip? And this despite the fact that the vast majority of women (at least those with whom I met) or no kiss because kretinicheskogo pseudo-code shlyusheskoy ethics, or simply do not know how to do it, and instead of kissing poke you in the mouth and tongue languidly they stir, and sometimes not moving at all, and not God give you, if at this moment you have, for example, a stuffy nose. .. But the kiss, even the most magical, can not last indefinitely. I have a raging fire of long pants, but at the very moment when I felt that in a moment, and the tissue can no longer withstand the onslaught of tearing out the flesh, Talia slid to my knees on the floor, deftly unbuttoned my pants and my red-faced member of the proudly stood out from the depths of his fly. How handsome he is, and only said Thalia and immediately took him into his mouth. I just got out of the bathroom, I was belatedly informed her, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes … Truly, if for kissing in school sexual Arts Talia could put the five-plus, her blowjob deserved six. Authoritatively declare that never before in all my long practice, I do not suck! Generally blowjob on a special subject. It is such, I assure you, trick! When your partner, especially if you are not completely indifferent, and in your soul to her that something was moving, taking your penis in your mouth, this in itself is something special. At least for me purely in psychological terms, this kind of sign or symbol of some kind of confidence that Lee, or at least that at this moment I am their partner at least not disgusting, for me it is very important, because I can not stand Can all violence, including sexual coercion. Absolutely not matter, it is a whore or not. One time I came across a prostitute is so dense in these times, that blowjob was for her something lies beyond disgusting and disgraceful. In my totally innocent proposal to start our games, as is usually the custom, from that, she flatly stated that the mouth is, mind you, eats, and that "… the cheek take only pomoeshnitsy." I remember, quite taken aback, but once realized that she really means it, immediately took off his absurd at the time claim to her mouth. By the way, what is its concept means the word "pomoeshnitsy", and remained for me an insoluble riddle. So. A friend of mine, when I told him about this very funny episode in my view, frankly exposed my actions sharply criticized literally! He said that he would be in my place, went to her, sorry, for ebalnichku, and that "… after that sucked would be as sweet." I do not know whether only because of this, but my relationship with the boyfriend somehow upset, as I still did not regret. In general, "on ebalnichku" is not for me. In this matter, I assume that if my partner is lovely, I've got there is an organic desire to please her oral means, simply, too lick her device. But unfortunately there are women, are absolutely indifferent to this, but there are others who do not accept it aggressively, and another is the same dense, while still just a fool impassable, just told me that from me, this is not ozhidala.Pri that I have it sucked quite professional, and even as a hobby, but now that I have it, it is not. It seemed to her horrible and shameful, and shame she felt for me! Although, maybe she just had some kind of Venus, and she, by contrast, was more clever than would seem at the moment? By the way, but in prezike Do we then fucked? Damn, I can not remember … But the moral and oral, so to speak, a point here, of course, not unique. A sense of themselves, m-m-m! .. The Good, the professionally made blowjob for the wealth scale sensations for me, far above the banal vaginal chlenosuystva, commonly referred to as the classic sex. No wonder, since the number of tools available to a particular physical impact, sorry for conventionalism, erogenous zone of the penis, mouth, vagina or an order of magnitude richer! Simply put, pardon mois, pussy. There's trash on stenochkam, and all! And here? And sponges, and teeth! And the language? What a woman can make the language as well? "But there is one big" but ". There, on the third stenochkam you yourself, and have total control over how you yourself, in the end, dear, better and sweeter. But here it makes partner, and absolutely not the fact that she can more or less skillfully use all these to their toolkit! You say, prostitutes, professional "? Nonsense! Authoritatively declare that half of them do not have any idea about the technique blowjob, and of the remaining absolutely overwhelming majority do so, to put it mildly, so-so. I am deeply convinced that this should be something like the natural gift, multiplied by the remarkable abilities of all muscles of the mouth, plus a love for the process and inspiration at a particular point of execution show of! I can say that before meeting with Thalia best blowjob of my life performed a simple accountant named Nadia, with whom I once worked together in government. What is the criterion of "better-worse"? Let me explain. With absolutely unprepossessing appearance Nadia, also older than me, then twenty-five years of such things at 15 (what was then an old lady in my view), I regularly had finished three times that for me has always been achievement. But when Nadia has done his mouth! Because, in its dimensionless vagina rodivshee three children, I sometimes could not finish times. And once, when she was pereryvchik, and we consorted exclusively oral, I had done five times, for not more than two hours! Any man with a normal, rather than with Caucasian-rabbit abilities will appreciate, I am sure this achievement! And it is, not my achievement! But all would agree that after the third time a mystery than the finish, the sperm is almost gone, and when you're forced to do it again and again, his mouth is the aerobatics! But for this you feel man! Nadia felt me. She did not spend time on the oratory and delights, she was a stranger to spiral reverse podvypodverty the left thread and palatal-alveolar reciprocating swallow, in which, as most people think, enclosed vehicle pass. All this is good fiction as a mandatory aperetivchika before the main dish, which in most cases is, as I said earlier, classical trivial in the missionary position. But if for some reason the woman should make a man just to finish more than two times, and to do so must be exclusively your mouth, it's not up delicacies! Nadja is perfectly understood. It just methodically and tirelessly, in any case without breaking pace, lips and tongue fuck skillfully and with ardor a single, but the very point at the base of the head member, in the bridle, the mechanical action which leads eventually to ejaculation. Damn, got stereotyped as a medical encyclopedia, but accurately. But Thalia has done is simply better. I knew they were fake. The first time I had finished a few seconds, which in itself was not surprising, given the very long prelude, and the extent of my excitement. I thought that erupted out of me for some unimaginable amount of sperm, I sometimes think spastic tremors that accompany ejaculation, there were at least a dozen. But Thalia, not for one second without interruption, simply swallowed all this abundance, and continued its rhythmic movement, only the beam flaxen hair, fastened at the nape hair clips, funny and provocatively twitching vtakt. First seconds of any touch overexcited mind brings almost no pain. I tried to stop her, but Talia, without raising his head, pushed my hands in the chest, and again fell into the arms of the chair. She knew exactly what she was doing. Once long ago I was at work for some time is familiar with the most natural one fag, who had neither the desire nor the need to hide his blue, because the money he was swell, and he himself was a bohemian beau monde, where As is known, are the majority. He was, moreover, seems to be an asset, because they openly lived with subtle effeminate boy, and he was a man large enough and generally prominent. So, once, when once on the occasion of signing another contract for me and my companion was asked to slam a glass of Henessey X Oh, he's not exactly open up, I have not heard that blue willingly discussed their zamorochki with straight, but let slip when the topic came about accidentally blowjob, that no one is sucked out of the song words can not erase! as a transvestite in the Bois de Boulogne in Paris. He said so what would you say, nor would have been sexually giant, twenty francs, five minutes and creep! His friend, with whom they were in Paris, zalupnulsya that he supposedly could easily ten sticks per night, not suffering from premature ejaculation, and put a hundred bucks, that none of this travesty, as they are pronounced in the French manner, can not and for half an hour to decorate it. Besides, as I understand, they were rubbish. And then what? Did not last grenadier and four minutes with a stopwatch and drained all hell to drool! I'll then somehow in the course of the story realized that such remarkable abilities, must be derived from the fact that a woman no matter how well she could not control my technique and what would not have experienced, can only feel better or worse than a man, but will never know. And just like those same travesty, there are men dressed up, clearly know how and what to do, to bring minetuemogo to orgasm, because they themselves are the same. Type, do me like you want me to do to you. And so Waist not only knew what to do, she knew exactly how. Five minutes later I finished again. The second time brings the feeling of an order of magnitude more powerful and more profound than pervyy.Kakoe while, I just could not open my eyes and relax the clenched teeth. Half a minute later released, no longer swim colored circles in my head and I opened my eyes. Talia sat me on his haunches, resting his chin on my folded knees with his hands and looked me. She smiled, and simply asked: "Are you all right?" I have opened my mouth to utter some platitude like "crazy!", But did not, but simply nodded in response. Waist elastic stood up, stretched and headed for the sofa, on unbuttoning hairpin and rake up the magnificent shock of blond hair. Looked back at me over his shoulder: "you can take to reach the bathroom?" I laughed … From the bathroom I went out, girded their loins towel, prudently hanging there for me, so big that I thought that here to visit go to men are largely small-scale style. I stopped at the door, shaking hands with nevytertye water droplets. Whist waiting for me already in bed. She lay in the attitude Velaskesovskoy Venus, instead of a mirror looking into a TV, dressing gown on her ezhe was not, but panties, she has not withdrawn, and a black stripe of lace, crossing the hip, still emphasized the whiteness of her skin. And I noticed rings of condoms next to her pillow and a bottle of Johnson's Baby Oil on the floor near the head, which more often than those who do not know, prostitutes are lubricated in anal sex in order to more easily entered. The tired beast at the bottom of my stomach gurgled again and squirmed. I've always been very much against analchika about what a sin to hide among the eaves? Yes, and now I want it to popkuChert, long, long ago, women did not produce such an impact on me! I am graceful tribal behemoth into bed next to her. Sophie survived. Waist immediately by clicking the button distantsionki and flicked the TV and turned to me. Now she lay on the other side, but all in the same position, and something in this attitude seemed to me not quite natural. Yes, of course, the right leg bent and does not lie on the left knee zarylos in a sheet, and slim hips covers the entire panorama of the groin, so that, as a moment ago, when Venus was on the other side, visible only poluduga rubber panties around the protrusion of pelvic bone. And ten minutes ago, when Talia got up from the chair, she, too, sitting on his haunches, first unfolded on his toes to one hundred and eighty, and only then got up, had his back to me. It is not just something to hide from my eyes, it is still very embarrassed about that, something to hide! Ice and hot shower down on me almost simultaneously. The horror of the situation in one moment, and for some reason only at that moment I became quite obvious by my side, though in a very funky chicks, albeit with very nice tits, lying … but no, it lay in fact, a man! And what, so be it, she hid in her pants, it was quite obvious. The two-on, blue, not blue, but in bed with a guy who had already twice to the same and sucked away … Do you, guys, someday guys sucked? That's the same … No heels, horseradish in your pants, sorry, dude, that is, damn, damn, lady, not mine it, and run, run … Probably, all these thoughts are on my face is a clear reflection of that when I finally weighed down genitalicheskimi thoughts, stopped to stare at the lower body waist and met her gaze, then the expression in her eyes at once knew that she, too, knew everything from my reflection, perhaps even literally. Actually, I began to feel that she has the ability to instantly feel the change of internal state or just the mood of the interlocutor, and respond to them immediately, as a fragile flower reacts to some external aggression. Minutes ago, in her eyes was a sweet smile and a slight flirtation, and a mischievous challenge: "Well, now? "And now her eyes dimmed, as if the petals curled just glad it was blossoming flower, and all she herself had once snikla. Blin, I do not want to leave her in this condition And in general, what the hell!" Do not you know where you are going and what you find here? Did you accidentally get here? No, you're a long time and methodically plotted to meet with the living transsexual, and not just stare at them on the Internet, clearly aware that it excites you? You only stopped, you are only afraid that at the meeting it may be just a woman squinting man, some transvestite or krossdresser, and you just wanted a woman, a woman with … you know, anything. And now, when you got what I wanted, and not just as well with external data that fully conform to all your notions of feminine beauty, the only truly just your favorite type of female leggy slim blonde with gray eyes and chest, number two, that you , old goat, it seems, just always want to fuck, you just unscrew the bushes? No, absolutely I could not get up and leave, it would like to say openly that I am with you, say, with some unknown Animal, sickening and disgusting. That would be as easy to take and for no reason, no reason slammed at full speed across the face. I smiled, put his arm around her waist and hugged her, she is clearly a sigh of relief as a very comfortable curled up in my arms. Her right breast was perfectly natural in my hands. If I had doubts and second about silicone, it is now understood at once that this soft and at the same time, the elastic body can not be artificial. She did just read my mind This is my pride, simply and naturally began to tell her. And a huge success, chest began to rise as soon as I started to drink hormones, but that will grow so it is ridiculous threw his chest on a palm. Doctors just stunned, saying that it was a rare case where such boobs grow just on common hormones, can you imagine? None of transikov no such chest, at least, this. Silicone doing? I asked, I was so interesting that I even hesitate to show it. Silicon nonsense, looks unnatural and to the same prostheses are exploded inside there, for example, from accidental impact, the accident there, or something else. And this is all evil, and walk after surgery is not known how one boobs, can you imagine? "I introduced. It looked terribly sad, but so Waist fun and carefree laugh at his own joke, that smile, too. What have any others? continued interesting I have a question myself. Now, there are quite some new, I do not know exactly willingly continued to explain Thalia. I-it, as you see, not very interested. But all the girls gone mad, all they want, because it looks like a real, to the touch, too, does not distinguish, but it is worth big money. But you say, hormones, I asked. You that, have they ever taken? Not now, thank God! clapped her hands Thalia. First they had to drink constantly, in huge quantities, strictly according to the schemes! Nauseated constantly, horror, as in pregnancy. But once everything went, you see, chest, thighs. And now, just to maintain. I just passed the hormonal profile, everything is fine, knock, knock … How long have you on these hormones? There, long ago, with shkoly.Esche from school … Lord, how many total deferred this fragile little girl ugorazdilo born in the same fragile boy! What is it, rather then him, was how many years? twelve, thirteen? To become aware of what happened to him that something was wrong, that he did not like the other? When her peers began to worry at night pollution, and peers first menstruation, had worried about this boy? MAD problemka for the child's psyche … But have yet to swallow this stuff in horse doses, continued Thalia. Why, if you have, and so everything is normal, I gasped. Before the operation, explained Taliya.Vot that's it. Now, this miracle of nature transformed into an ordinary woman. And soon the operation? I asked. Unknown. First, doctors say that more than before the operation only on hormones will be depressed all the male function, the better. Of course, sustained erection I had long gone … I was a little shudder. God, sustained erection! Where am I? But Thalia is not noticed and continued: … but as it were, there, my feet still have to shave and all that. Secondly, money. Only a madman would do the operation here, and behind the hill is big money! It is cheaper to just do in Spain, and it is about thirty thousand, and go over to Germany, but there generally fifty dollars, no less. So expensive? frankly surprised me, some knowledge in this subject I learned from one of the sites in the network, dedicated to rare! not transpornuhe, but the real problems of these unfortunates do not know how to say it another way, not born with their sex. I read that it costs half as much. The operation itself, yes, but with a stay in hospital, with postoperative surveillance is incident. Talia, it seems that this issue has worked seriously. And then there are problems such as grinding scars on his thigh, where are the skin to form the vagina, even, God forbid, may heal poorly. But then again you may need to make plastic … Plastic what? slowed down, frowning, I. Total vaginal lips, clitoris, calmly explained Thalia. Hope it all, as now, you know? I would never do it, if it did not have much deneg.Ona so suddenly started talking about it, that I started. Her beautiful clear eyes looked at me very, very sad. I was not myself. Even an old anecdote about ".. fucking and crying, fucking and crying!" remembered just in the subject. I have hugged her bare shoulders, but his hand from her breast removed. Do not pay attention, once again a very properly understood, he immediately caught on Thalia. This way I am. And then, you're all quite different than the other, you'd really like … all sounded quite natural, but I noticed how she almost stumbled after the words ".. with the other." With other clients would like to say it, but did not sensitively noticing that I do not want to feel her client. And what then? The old man, old man, where you bear? I turn on the music? completely covering the subject, half-said, she is already snapping at the same distantsionkoy.Magnitola on the coffee table came to life, and I'm already just dropped into the sediment. I certainly did not expect after all the previous communication to hear the shooter or Decl, because it is deeply convinced that the young mind, soul, gravity, eventually, begin to appear for the first time in precisely the kind of music people listen. But get this! From the first chords I learned "Wearing The Inside Out". You're my first friend who listens to Pink Floyd! quite frankly I'm delighted. Waist dissolved into a satisfied smile, her whole appearance said that she was pleased to praise. You're my first friend, who learned this music, I returned the compliment it. "Division Bell" is my favorite album by them, continued humorous swordplay I simultaneously decided to check how deep her knowledge in the discography, but it may well, picked up on tops and maketh here. The, picturesquely thrusting his tongue between the beautiful white teeth, clearly said in English definite article Waist. What? I made a small house edge. "The Division Bell", dobila me she fix my error in the title of the plate. Unfortunately, this is not an album, a collection of melodic stuff, but on the other side of King Crimson … Lord, what are the creation of such? About King Crimson rarely who knows, not even every music fan, but this girl! But I was surprised at nothing. Meanwhile, the music sounded, and I do not know any other such thing Pink Floyd, into which so good to make love! Talia took both my hands with his own hands and put it on his chest. Tasha, as they do you feel? I asked, already intimate whisper, pervyyraz calling her, her diminutive pet names, which I loved. And how, too, whispered, Thalia and asked: Kiss them? Long to untwist me on such things do not need. A second tone was one of her breasts in my mouth while I did not forget the other nipple gently compress and twirled his fingers. After a minute, flushing, her nipples responded to the caress. Surprisingly, the right was bigger and harder. I know that if this is really good partner, then it should be done for a long time. From time to time I raised my eyes, peeping over her reaction to the procedure. Soon the top of her chest, neck and face were covered by distinct red spots excitation. You can simulate all the moans, sighs, aspiration, this is impossible. Waist plant not a joke. I unwrapped one hand on a towel, pressed his loins to her thigh. Еще через пару минут я уже был опять в состоянии полной боеготовности, и тогда моя рука проскользила по ее плоскому и твердому животу вниз, и мое сердце в который раз екнуло и сразу заколотилось быстро-быстро, потому, что под невесомой тканью ее трусиков мои пальцы ощутили не привычный горяче-влажный провал вагины, а тугой комок упругой плоти, вздрогнувший от прикосновения и мгновенно начавший набухать и твердеть под моими пальцами. I totally froze. Anton, my dear, are you sure you're ready to what you see? hotly whispered Taliya.Ya was not sure, but nodded. I believe that endure. Thalia got in bed on my knees to my side. My heart was pounding with excitement in the rhythm of Kan-chan, but I once again found himself on the fact that I admire her. Meanwhile, her panties in front began to completely clear ridge, more and bolshe.Mne thought that Talia somehow hopelessly sighed and pulled the elastic band pants down. Fabric slid, and the light of day appeared the most common that neither is a member, a small, but I would say, elegant, with a neat pale-pink head, half sticking out of the folded collar of the foreskin. Fallen out of the panties, stood up, swayed, and then froze, and poluvstav Torch almost horizontally forward centimeters poppet 15. Frozen and Thalia in the pose of an antique statue, her hands, eyes closed and his head on his chest, like a man condemned in anticipation of a fatal blow axes executioner. I immediately dropped everything, and not only in the soul. I silently contemplated her device, sensing that become red, like cancer. I do not know how much time passed before I was able to breath and found the strength to jokingly say: He's a such as beautiful as all ty.Pravda, I can not say that I suddenly hoarse voice sounded very natural. Talia looked at me, paused for a moment look at my full opavshem member, sighed, and wearily sat down with his knees on a pillow: Thank you, dear, you are very big and good. But this you do not want … Her beautiful eyes filled with tears. God, it seems, and I was really indifferent to it! Not my rules though involuntarily, but to insult me indifferent partner's reluctance. I just had to correct the situation! I hugged her waist to her shoulders, drew to himself and kissed her cheek wet with tears. In fact, I just tore to pieces by conflicting desires whether to pass this Rubicon, whether to run, at breakneck speed. But Thalia so trustingly leaned toward me with his whole body, that I decided to What are you, stupid, paternally patted her on the head with me. I want you so, just that! "And with these words, I took her term in hand. Thalia froze in my arms, in my opinion, even stopped breathing. I was the first time in his life clutching the hand of someone, and not his penis. It is an indescribable experience, when your palm pads of your fingers pass into the brain the usual sense, but you do not feel, because the flesh in your hand is not yours, but a stranger! I began to gently and rhythmically compress and decompress the fingers, to which this foreign body to immediately start filling, swell, grow fat and become solid in my hand. I think Talia is clearly flirted about inadequate erection, because a minute later it just rang a member of the voltage, raising his head straight up. I'm not crushed, but quite frankly Jerking it, pulling two fingers on the foreskin nalivshuyusya head, then pulling it down so that she was ready to burst a bridle. A minute later a big drop of clear grease rolled out of the stomata of the excited term. I'm doing everything correctly? I whispered to her. Thalia, without opening his eyes, so often nodded. I want to make you happy that you finished, you hear? Yes-ah … probably only could that stretch in response ona.Ona was on her knees, throwing his head back, red patches covered entirely her chest, neck and face. I collected all the grease from the head, a thick thread of a long stretched behind my finger until it broke, I smeared this passionate liquid Talia parted lips and stared at them with a kiss. Thalia, like waking up, responded immediately lips, tongue, all mouth, if she wanted to suck me into balance. Her hand found it and grabbed my erect penis. All this time I was so engrossed in what I'm doing with a waist that he was surprised that I have again a full stand-by. I want you, I said flawlessly working on the partner's banality. Talia was no exception: Fuck me, if you want me to be finished, fuck me soon, once hotly whispered in reply her lips, she felt behind him a condom, with trembling fingers began tearing celluloid shell packaging. She did not give, Thalia began to tear packaging teeth pulled, and together with a piece of wrapper in her mouth and left a piece of a condom. Shit! American style Waist cursed, spitting out the gum. Maybe the devil it, but I have nothing, I swear, I just now with the hormones did all the tests? Her eyes shone with excitement as the two stars, her hair disheveled, like furies. She turned on her back, clasped his hands under her legs and bending his knees pulled to his chest so that even her tailbone rose above the bed. I had always very pofigisticheski attitude toward their own health, but now, when my eyes opened view of its "back door", even less so insignificant as fuck without prezika could not become an obstacle for me. A view was magical. Go under the wrinkled bag scrotum, is more reminiscent of a mushroom morel like paint it in books, yawned brown pupil eyes her ass. Accurate, in the beautiful star of radial wrinkles hole was so small that I do not know exactly, nor that they should not say that its possessor is regularly practiced anal sex. If the pubis and scrotum she had carefully shaved, here fluffy growth was not touched, as if Talia knew that a light body hair the most intimate places excites me very much. There would not hold out St. Anthony, where much to me! And even though growing out of the scrotum as a tulip bulb, flat on her stomach until the navel is a member of the standing did not seem at that moment something unnatural. I'm on my knees crept closer, bent down with his hand aiming at the ceiling member, and he touched the tip of the holes. Thalia, something remembered, her arm hanging out of the bed, and she handed me a bottle of Johnsons. Yes, the grease was needed! Member, I did not have a giant, but most do not even small, and in front of a tiny hole in her butt he seemed trains, which thoughtfully stopped in front of the foxhole. I am abundantly poured straight from the bottle in her ass and thickly smeared his entire term. All the formalities have been complied with, given his credentials. Next, macho! I put a member at the entrance to her ass and waiting for the resistance, pushed. Of course, I'm going to start shallow and gently, but with the mind of the anal sphincter muscles were impassable barrier, they suddenly fell back with hospitality, and I swung and rushed inside Talia almost the entire length of his penis! One can only imagine what it feels like when you in the ass with a flourish, thrust a piece the size of a pen for squash rackets! Unhappy sharply arched his back, almost standing on the bridge, her eyes flew open at the face in a silent scream. I gave back, nearly taking off from it; its consolidated muscles relaxed, back again touched the sheet. Does it hurt? Forgive me, forgive me! I whispered, but Thalia shook her head: No, no, no, go on. But you can not so deep, pinched smile ona.Ya not fail to take advantage of the resolution. I fucked her regularly and methodically, and stared as my cock is fully appeared outside, bold shining with grease and then her anus like a lunar crater with rough edges, then back into her ass hole utyagivaya wall behind him, as a funnel. Talia lay with closed eyes and clenched teeth, but her body rubbing up and down on the sheets in the rhythm of my movements. My own hint was not to finish, and I, as a long-distance walker, imperceptibly to himself began to increase the rate of frictions. In the face of Thalia started to change. Her lips parted, and between them quickly became a lightning rushing tongue. Simultaneously, he started back to strain the already standing on end before its term. Oh, Anton, my dear, I finish, I finish, almost without a sound with his lips said Taliya.S I was dripping sweat, but I like lashed, still inflated rate. The next few seconds dragged on like in slow motion. Waist back to spasm of the whole body arched his back so that it seemed to me that she had cracked the spine. The veins in his neck stood out like a weight lifter to record approach. It is no longer supported hands stiff legs, her fingers convulsively fingernails scraping and scratching on the bed. Wide-open eyes stared unseeing at the ceiling and were ready to jump out of their sockets .. Its members, already tense, as if the whole sulked inside pressure unknown, testicles sucked inwards and disappeared. Her twitching spasmodically flat stomach suddenly slumped whole so that muscle cells are clearly stood out on it. fingers are straightened two tense five-pointed fans, a member stood for a moment and suddenly pulsed, by subtracting. "It blows. flashed through me, and I'm not realizing what I was doing, drove her to the very spleen. Thalia froze her term as it sat, like a runner before the start, and suddenly spat out of his blue head huge, twisting and crushing in flight into smaller spray, jet of sperm. It was like the eruption of Grand Geyser in Yellowstone! For the first time in my life I saw someone else's term ends. This was a fascinating spectacle. The jet of sperm bizarre twists was flying, it seemed infinite, yet relish flopped on his chest and neck, waist, and avant-garde drop flew right up to her mouth. During the first eruption was followed by others, but the sperm has just flowed out of stomata head and flowing down the trunk, filling the stomach. But the waist! Five seconds after the start semyaizliyaniya it just did not breathe, and then from her gaping mouth came such a long and languorous "Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah !!!", that doubt that she was very very, very good, there was no. This cry of her finished his Panthers, it is a spectacle of unimaginable death led me so that I finished too. A wave of mad delight drove to the penis rapidly soared to the head, filled supernova explosions all around the world, scattered in the darkness under his eyes spontaneously closed eyes glittering fireworks colored flares .. My voluptuous moo merged with a cry she, in my opinion, I even got to pitch. I still managed to catch the very end of the tail thought that it was in such a second apofeoticheskogo delight even the death would have been absolutely neuzhasna.I then I rode a perfect way … No, of course, I did not lose consciousness, but the condition was quite torchkovoe very similar to the time of sleep, if I can give yourself in this report, all floating somewhere and generally becomes very real. Maybe this is nirvana? Yes, the devil! Still, it deserves to be up for him such nonsense. In general, I myself started again, only to realize after a while, and found myself sitting with my eyes closed on the bed completely in-east, just not plaited legs against one another. There was only reduced in the tips of the ring of large and medium-sized fingers, and you would get quite well, the lotus posture. "Also to me, meditating Buddha is bullshit! "Put yourself in the place and I opened my eyes. The picture, which opened before me, is impressive. On the sofa reigned a terrible mess of sheets, pillows and blankets are mixed into one pile in the middle of all this heap in front of me was still on his back lay motionless Thalia, Only her legs were no longer stiff. Apparently, I was not still for long, because her eyes were still closed, too, and his face frozen in complete happiness, if I'm in that at least something I understand. Her entire abdomen and chest were literally covered with its own sperm, but from now a large and deep gaping hole her anus leaking a trickle of semen mine, and had already assembled directly on the colorful obivochke sofa in decent puddle. Painting the rout after the sexual carnage was more than impressive, I was just proud of myself that I am cause of all this. "There is still a hell Stanzach and powder in the eggs, I parodied unforgettable Taras Shevchenko, and glanced at the clock. Truly we finish, we do not clock watching, it was almost ten o'clock. "Tasha!" I said softly. She opened her eyes. For a moment she, like me before, came to his senses. Then he lifted his head, saw the overflowing sea of sperm in her bosom, her eyes widened: "God", then held out her hand down and heap right in the puddle of sperm swollen under her ass. "Fuck! "In mock horror, she screamed, continuing to demonstrate their knowledge of English swearing, jumped jumping to his feet, splashing muddy heavy drops on the floor, tore off the sofa balances sheets and, somehow hidden by it, on bent out of the room, muttering a farewell : Skuzi mois, gentleman, a lady to the bathroom! "I walked into laughter and said to myself that although treatment was essentially gobbledygook words of four European languages, people, so freely, throwing on the run, such frazochki often really bad foreign owned, and sometimes two or three . 'Another will naturally poliglotkoy! I sighed to myself. We'll have to go. Splashed Talia long. From the bathroom came out, pull the dressing on a purely feminine manners as large, only a bright red towel tied up over her breasts. I have somehow adjusted bed and blissfully happy, as he lay in the minefield between the show through here and there patches of sperm. Talia stood next to the sofa, fiddling with his fingers a strand of wet hair. If all that illuminate ultraviolet lights up the whole bed, as in the beginning of "Basic Instinct", remember? leering smile, she asked. Want to just stab me? comically horrified ya.Taliya sat down beside me on the edge of the sofa: Kill you? Stupid! If I had my way, I have only done that holila to you and cherished. You know, I have already forgotten when all had finished, and so so … I thought that there is already allocated and then nothing. I have, you know, everything is very dependent on the partner, and you're just a magician and a magician of some kind. But the eyes of your blue, blue … I felt as though I were in St. George's Hall handed at least a star hero. Lord, how little we need a male to be quite happy, even for a second! By analogy with the motto of American cops, which, as we know, is: "To serve & to protect" to serve and protect, in an extracted form of the true meaning of life and our purpose, animals male sex, male, males, men, call it what you can in two words to express this: "Seeding and satisfy!". And everything else so, again, served the main course, and then only because the primary activity must not take place continuously in force on physiological characteristics, but the so-called moral and ethical conventions. If at least half of the feeling that Talia has invested in his words, at least half of the happiness that shines in her eyes, though, I am at this moment the happiest of men! Even if much of this may well be, alas, professional lie, still as I said, as trumpeted! What kind of compliments to me, the male crown of creation and the center of the universe! How much deference and tact! And about my eyes, whose color is not really blue, and rare blue. In general, as I now must have felt just east sultans and Sultan in the ancient times, when in his harem and seraglio all the concubines, slaves and other odalisques voskurivali of incense and offered praises. I swam with a stupid smile on his face well-fed cat. And really, why not, God forbid, I worked on the quarter of a firm, so Sing, robin, sing … Anton, you go to the bathroom while I cleaned up to here, brought me to the ground begging and home a voice Talia. Certainly, hostess, taunted me in retaliation for the broken dreams, received in response to the protruding tongue, and laughing, he went to wash. I stood in a small sit-down bath in a plastic curtain in a jaunty little boats, and poured a hot shower. Thoughts languidly, like autumn flies were buzzing in my head. I sent a stream of heads proudly hanging on with a sense of accomplishment friend, and he said a satisfied hum of the whole body. "Are you all clear, I turned to him. Look how papa-host razduharilsya, and you, old man, did not disappoint. Done! Hmm, yes, but to your landlord have any questions. "Question really had many. The first well, and who you are, indeed, after the fuck, if you call a spade a spade, with a biological man Don Pedro or Don Pedro "I chuckled. The question, of course, between us boys, concrete and sharp, but really simple, and he was interested in me, honestly, only insofar as. Someone will say "yes" someone "no", someone honestly say: "ho EM *, and I, frankly, as a pofiguHorosho, and if she already had the surgery? Outwardly, Talia just a girl of my dreams, the same type of smart (incredible, huh?) Leggy blonde with gray-blue-green eyes, which only I really like it became apparent to my no tail magpie, I love and want. On the other hand, if, say, on the spot Talia would have been the nature of woman, pretty, slender and in addition smart, and blonde, but with a purely masculine appearance? I opened his much as the skin, as in the horror film. I got up I had on it? "No, I would stand up," said a comrade from the stalls. Guys in my sense of sex never, thank God, not attracted. Here's a drink, snack, is yes! Again, about women. And in the bed is not, zhame **! Prior to this advancement in sex, as Tchaikovsky with Freddie Mercury, I'm still far away. And what hell is hanging, it is not important, then, it is still soon-soon, and cut off. True, not just hanging there, but this is secondary. Thus, the first question you solved the problems. The second question, actually, not even a question, but rather a finding. The fact is that after our relationship with Jeanne zapurzhil snow in my life started to become somehow empty and cold. Jeanne, this is my last account and a big lover of love. Before finally be with in bed, I knew her for many years, because of Furious irony of life, Jeanne has been part-wife of one of my good friend, and even when a fellow officer. I've always liked it because it was all the same type of high-blonde beauty with a little bit sad eyes, and looks a lot like a Natalia Vetlitskaya. For years, I might want to Joan from a distance, determined by her marital status, but to get involved then I completely missed anyone. Then the guy eyny somewhere big flew, was forced to hide a couple of years, somehow I naturally began to help the little things like how his wife Jeanne man not quite a stranger. In the family they have because of his problems somehow spilled, and, perhaps, not * ho-ZE (People) can not know, gr. Head * zhame (Fr. ) Neither zhistiz of this at all, may all be long nakipalo and just come at a time, I do not znayu.Za this time I discovered that she was not home a chicken, which always seemed to me, causing a feeling of mild annoyance, but easy and graceful in person communication and, most importantly, very clever for a woman, of course. As for her family's affairs on a number of events, I could easily assume that they were all on the verge of breakdown, that somehow reassured me in the moral and ethical terms. I also found out that I myself for it at least not disgusting, but there could dissolve the peacock charm was already a matter of technique and time. In short, one day we will end up as something organically moved to the bed. Then another and another. The bed it was so good that I naturally pereklinilo, to put it simply, I love corny thing on his own in his age well, did not expect it, but more and explained to Jeanne that. After that, a year in earnest I could only think about sex with her. Several times I stabbed at home, which was not allowed before never in my life, and on the business of my suffering, too, the egg could not affect. Got to the point that I seriously began to think that a divorce with Galina and plunge into the maelstrom of his third marriage, although clearly aware that three times in the same game play is just silly. Not able to create the perfect family with two attempts there any guarantee that it will for the third time? But neither does God, but so be it. Probably not destined us with Jeanne was a new, true, middle-aged group unit of society. Back from her pious races, it became much worse with the free time, I also changed the schedule of work to remove pull-house, where previously we used to spent in the genital pleasures for days on end, it became unprofitable, we met less and less. More everything seemed to continue in the days when not met, we were sending each other passionate letters by e-mail, but has become colder. Do not animated by new portions of sex, our relationship began to grow dim, as a small fire without the wood. It became evident that nothing but a bed, could not serve as a cement in our history. We were too inconsistent and the people of the zodiac, and life values. Increasingly, something to communicate with her began to irritate me, whether she wanted to fly to the shops, while a couple of weeks we did not fuck, and I am about anything else just could not think, or passages of our shared communion with her best and in fact the only girlfriend Lucy. Lucy was a nightmare to mind being unhealthy thinness and undetectable age. She had a huge collection of some incredible challenges of life, which in a way that no more natural than a gold tooth in the labor-year-old baby, Lucy Joan continually plummet, and with it to the heap and me. In my opinion, nothing just could not be embodied by Joan of elegance, with this extremely strange constantly disheveled and generally unkempt person. I for some reason she was called not only as "dear" that I was simply furious. But something clearly and very strongly bound Jeanne with her, I did not want to think that, but that my irritation was growing stronger. In general, the Kohanim vmerlo, as our brothers Ukrainians, I have the habit called Jeanne almost every day, even told her automatically "kiss" at the end of telephone conversations, which became once again, on shorter and shorter, but we have not seen for a couple of weeks and the last time I fucked, and I do not remember exactly. And was it worth while to force the situation, that after such pereryvchika start again, I absolutely was not sure. But to see the situation that I was very painful, soul accustomed to communicating with Joan, even more than my body wanted to bed with her. Inside, I was beginning naholazhivatsya such emptiness that sometimes felt like howling at the moon. No job, no house, nor even a bottle of vodka could not drown this gnawing pain inside. She stood in the last couple of months, constantly how something so palpable lump in the throat that I had the idea, not whether it is a chronic cold, and wanted to go to Laura. Well, that did not, did not interrupt the overloaded doctors in the clinic, because now clearly felt the ball had gone, and clearly knew that cured me Talia. This conclusion stemmed third vopros.Ya not believe, in general, in love at first sight. Not even in the most love, is generally in the field of fantasy old Shakespeare, Petrarch, Ferdowsi and other great storytellers of the past. Just to get a feel for the person no matter man or woman, although any feelings, except for the indifferent and bland indifference, takes time. Я имею ввиду чувства положительные и к абсолютно нормальному человеку, который при первой встрече ни какой-нибудь жуткой особенностью своего внешнего вида ли, произнесенной какой-нибудь чудовищной глупостью ли, запахом ли изо рта или режущим ухо акцентом любым из этого арсенала или чем-нибудь еще, и так может поставить жирный несмываемый крест на любых перспективах стать вашим другом или, к примеру, любовницей. And you can then go on for years, the line of duty, or when, for example, the neighbors on a regular basis and it is nice to communicate with this man, beyond the simple, albeit benevolent, your attitude of indifference to him not to go. But, let's shed a man with no first or subsequent meetings, nothing terrible has not committed, but upon further acquaintance became obvious that you have with him or her, there is also the point soprkosnoveniya in areas distant from the binding order of communication, whether some favorite music or a particular dog breed. Only then and after a certain time, I am deeply convinced, you can blossom deep relationships such as friendship with a man or a bed with a woman. With a waist were all not in theory. I stood in the bath and was keenly aware, as if scanning the internal mental locator entire four-hour history of our relationship, that weaknesses in the simple definition: "I like her" in substance no. I like everything about it looks, smell, voice intonation, a look at some of the problems one way or another today in between trachoma have been discussed in the course of the play, like how she fucks and like the music she listens. I like that my towel was blue and her red, and like that on the sink is just a soap Protex. I even to my horror, like that Thalia is not quite a woman now, and like the fact that in the foreseeable future it will say so much more than a woman. In short, the extrapolation method can be a very high degree of probability to suppose that I like and all or nearly all of that in today's communication unaffected. So what, to me the ideal? But the contemplation of the ideal, or communicating with them can only lead to two versions of events to the worship of the ideal, or to love him. Hmm, yes, the prospect of onset of any of these hypostasis me as something not very warmed up. Worship and every fetish there is hrenushki, it is not mine, found a pancake, Pygmalion! And as for love, then well it to Allah, love is good in youth, in adulthood from her some problems, as shown by my own recent bitter experience, in that way. Okay, and last for today, the fourth question. Well, damn, from the previous three issues are raised? "The devil knows! "Suddenly said aloud to myself and I turned off the water. Sleep on it, such as time, perhaps, will tell. While the birds have to fly home, but then my missus Galina now begin to ask much more simple and concrete questions, which, oddly enough, my answer would be much harder than all the piling up of philosophical and ethical hummocks, which I myself built near here. I wiped, got out of the bath, glanced at myself in the mirror aging, tolsteyuschy, balding. but nothing much else, even little man with an interesting gray in her dark hair and blue, like license plates on Cop Laibach eyes.

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