And what do you think? Opens the door, goes the nurse, holding his hand card and said:; Ladybird, visit;. She comes and goes in the cabinet. It turns out Ladybird - this is her last name. - Ha-ha-ha! Do you think it chick, and she - Ladybird! Ha-ha-ha! - Yes! You represent? - Purposely not think of any! So what's next? - Nothing. Dispatch a ship at sea. You-how? - I? Lidochku in early summer served, then a new spring, the focus of it. - What Lidka? - Transferred to the reserve. Listen, and I was history. I traveled for a week with her aunt. In Odessa. So, I go on the bus from Odessa push home with her aunt. Bus scored.

Yabloku nowhere to fall. But I managed to grab seats. Towards the aisle. Edu, does not give anyone a place. Go us, as at sea, and here is my understanding that his elbow davlju in the thigh girl who stands nearby. Davlju and pressure. And suddenly it slightly changes the situation, and now I davlju it is no longer in the thigh, but, sorry, right in the intimate space. All right, go farther, the road beyond. I lokotok is not clear, why should it, I think, could push herself. For I am taking control and a little elbow otodvigayu you, I could not remove it, but I otodvigayu a little like an accident. And what do you think? She immediately pridvigaetsya and pressed closer to my elbow in the same place.

Well, so here I am going to meet and make lokotok so far as decency permits, so that in case no one said, hey, young man, you have a hand sticks out in the party as a broken, you may need a plaster? Now I start savvy, which, alas, nothing else, except for the elbow, I propose it can not. Not useful as it under the skirt at all honest people. A cubit is weak, of course, but it might come down, so much so that it is, seems to like it. As I have spared no, I do not octopus, among them, I've read, the male sexual organ is separated from his body and he floats over a female.

It seems what would be Kaif, if we could both? You go to the street to meet devaha cool, but you it - again, and sent greetings on the skirt. And then - elbow. It is not even a finger. - And if devaha does not want to? - Ha! What do you mean, do not want to;? Look, as reasonably designed nature, it is subject to all the instinct of reproduction. Here are told that man and baba are equal, right? Nothing of the kind. See, for example, girl wants boy of a child, but he does not want. It is not worth it. He - Iron Felix. - How can not stand at the Iron Felix? - Do not interrupt, do you think that it is iron, because it is night and day? No, he printsipialen and strong, but because iron.

In short, he does not want it. Maybe it poimet his child? No way. And if he wants it, and it is his - no, what? Nature on its side. He easily its otovarit. - Iznasiluet, or what? - I'm not that. He can, but it did not have. Nature on the side of man. - But the woman, she gave beauty, the ability to seduce, so if it is, as you say; wants;, something turn smb ceremony man's head. - It is quite another if she deceived, they have both, as they say, want, this is not the same thing.

How do you not understand me. If he's not worth it, that she had no chance when on the contrary, the chances are. Here's what I am. - We have you in the Komsomol characterization and save; prone to demagoguery;. Incidentally, you are distracting, that there is more to your elbow? - Igor, you are not a philosopher! About elbow? Well, I learn a new, simplified genitals. So softly to her, from her, to her, her, up and down, up and down. All my instincts focused in this seemingly low-sensitive parts of the body. Deciding finally quit passionate look at my girlfriend bus. Face lift, that sort of understand wherewe go and see rusuyu girl sixteen years, not more, muzzles pretty, polnenkaya only slightly.

Oh, how good! With the new force master this unfamiliar to me love the game. Kindgirls - thirteen wildness of passion. Clearly feel it cool pubis, you know, I so desperately realizing the feeling it, I feel it, I was afraid of only one, that it would stop directly on the bus. All of a sudden stop, hundreds of people bails out, it becomes posvobodnee, and some woman in front said:; Veronica, come here, there is a place. And what do you think? ; Me well here, mammy; meets my Veronica. You hear it well! Capital letters; well;. It is well from what I am doing it!She even mom does not want to go.

No, you understand? - So what are you all finished? - Nothing! They came to their stop, but I went further. But as she looked at me goodbye, I nearly jumped out the window and ran a trace. - Well, and ran it. Maybe your destiny. - Lust in pure form. Rather, it keeps in a black body will not allow, either in film or on the dance, the body also asked her, she yearns and is ready to rush to one hit, only to lift the tension. - Well, you would be lifted. Wrote to imagine another virgin. - Do not tell. Cleave it certainly would have a long time. Although, who knows? - Well, who are you now? - You do not be mad, do not tell.

The result too close, but I have a little superstition. - Case yours, but it is even beautiful? - Yes, sweetie. - And how close the final check? - I am acting on principle, that posmeesh, the pozhmesh, so that day firework can not be accurately determined. - I know her? - Do not Davie at me. Here vskroem rakovinku, then talk. - Something you all to tselkah spetsializirueshsya. - Someone also must plow new ground - he laughed. I wanted to give him on the face. Who would have known. Thus, in a friendly way. Give all. And there is not even dawn. But I was not given. I a m silent. I goat. As heard or written. More stories Oleg Boltogaeva you can find.

I zatailsya as a hunter, awaiting extraction. The first was aunt to the little girl. Then grandfather, who stopped on the stairs, loudly puknul, asked for forgiveness from the Lord, then continued climbing. The guy held the dog, the smell out and I was the bark, but the guy seems to truhnul go down, and quickly dragged psinu up. Are they somewhere turned? It is now almost half an hour. Finally, I heard. That they were. They have come to a doorway and stopped. Mishka immediately embraced it. Then pushed into a dark part of it to mailboxes. He could not, of course, know that I suggested I was standing so that this most dark of the porch, was seen me best. He prizhal to a wall and kissed, he became a hand in ownership of its iron legs, he sminal Above her black skirt, I saw white, a harmonious maiden feet, Mishka silently continued his watch, he Zadran her skirt so that became visible light panties.

His hands were not aware of rest. Study, whispered, I imagine. He also continued to kiss her vzasos, peredvinul hand on the inside of her thighs, so that his hand was between her legs. Natasha ohnula, sognulas, his defiant resistance movement, but he has pulled it into a one-handed, which obnimal behind his back, and I saw how he pressed his knees and put his hand between her legs and thus razdvinul them. Natasha low spurn him, she trieduperetsya hands him in the chest, and suddenly he, interrupting a kiss, angrily said:; Stoy normal;.

My God, if I had my girlfriend, I would in life she was not told.; Stoy OK - it was a horse, or what? - Someone sees - prosheptala it tough to breathe. - No one will see too late - he said, and again vpilsya in her lips. He sognul leg in the knee, so it is like sitting on his thigh, he was again fully Zadran her skirt, and skolznul hand down there, it dernulas, but was unable to break free, and he began to move by hand. Like my heart stopped. So once I fondle Tanechku. Only maybe not so derzko and brutally. - You okay? - I heard his voice, and he woke up. I looked up.He moved rhythmically by hand.

His hand was in her panties. Second hand he held her back, lower back and moved her body forward-back of his thigh. Most zhutkoe I heard through the second. - OK - barely audible groan it. Suddenly they Decompress hug, and she became brokenly correct clothing. He covered her sex. I realized that somebody is. Indeed, in the doorway went people. This was not somebody. It was Natashin father. He was dressed in form, we are all afraid, he served in the militia and was a knob. Funberry - adolescents. He measurements, he realized who it zhmetsya from mailboxes. - Now home - he said quietly and quickly climbed up the ladder. - Fool, I told you - she almost cried. - What is this - probubnil Mishka.

- On me now will not let - it resulted in order to skirt. - You say that you have it good. - Good, but not so - her voice shaking - all I ran. - So far, well, the position of a second - he chmoknul her on the cheek. - All, all - it vyrvala his hand and zastuchala kabluchkami the stairs. Mishka postoyal minute, then up a pack and lit. Strangely, before he did not smoke, I thought. He then promptly withdrew from the entrance. Wait for five minutes assurances, I vylez from his refuge and headed home. Postyourgirls - gun power. What I saw? Of course, it was baby talk, compared with Zinoy and fizrukom, but these were my classmates, the girl I liked, I was almost in love her, and in this light uvidennoe is of particular bitterness and severity.

As it happen the next day after school we Mishka went home together. Talked about new teachers, about a girl who sat for one party to Dimkoy. - How has passed your summer camp? - He said. - Yes, behold, nearly one raskolol velikovozrastnuyu pionerku - I said. - Well, tell, not greedy. - Yes just take a walk on berezhku, dive spirit is not enough. Here is a joke - was. Tell? - Valya! - I went up to zubniku to seal. He came. Sitting in the queue. A girl sits in front of me. Fifteen years. Unfamiliar. Beautiful. Lashes in! And eyes poluprikryty. But not this. Dress it so short that you can see e verything. She stalks stisnula, but still visible. Figure - class. I sit and look at it. But it's feet. I see the place where they grow together. I think why should I give sight? It is when odevala this dress, knowing that it has such a short? Knew. Knew that it would look? Knew. So, I will look! Sit and watch. I can see everything. And the color of its core pennant and the knob, and silk guess. And a wild desire raspiraet me. Come, take it under the knee and gently razdvinut her legs. And nothing else. Razdvinut and all! And again. I looked at her poluprikrytye eyes, long eyelashes and think: heifer. Here, chick, and that's it. In the best sense of the word.

True, I have twice pas Zinu and fizruka, but it is a dark part of my life that I had better tell you about their concerns on another occasion. Money for their work, I received quite a bit. It turns out that many PROELA. Zina got a lot and was very happy. Write me, she said and gave his address. I gave her. Do not write the same. I returned home the evening and the first povstrechal Natashku. It is so pohoroshela. What leggy creation! It seems that her legs growing from somewhere from the shoulder. Actually, it was always nice and liked me, but now it has become a more feminine or something.

First, I could not give the eye of her breasts. Such pyramids cool! The dress is very short, such as a leg stroynye that my primary sexual sign was moved, and I was afraid that it will notice. We exchanged just a couple of phrases, and it krutnuvshis to kabluke, zatopala about his business, and I have the sight of long standing image: her short skirt, razletevshayasya fan around the hips, and melknuvshie for a moment, the little white panties. We were given two new teachers. Physicsand German.

Physics - oak. A German - in! In terms of external data. Mishka immediately agitated, you saw what buffer? With my eyes is not that right? Saw, of course. And a leg! And to all that she had such short skirts and dresses that zakachaeshsya. A week after the classroom came a strange epidemic. Pacany could not hold the hands of a pencil, gum, pens. In fact, only in German. Admit, I first started. German, her name is Larissa Ivanovna, it was only two years older than us, and so, German liked to walk to class. Hither and thither along the row.

So one day when she was walking along our series, past endurance waves engulfed me, I felt the smell of her perfume, her short, wide skirt swim past my nose, I inhaled air, light breeze created by the movement of its thin skirts, and I do not sterpel. I podstereg moment when she prodefilirovav past me once again, become disposed to the board, in their position. And I, if accidentally dropped on the floor of a pencil. And quite naturally began to raise it to the floor. But I began to do so without getting up from desks. I just vyvalilsya from it, so I head almost touching the ground, while I am still sitting at the desk.

The aim was to my friend. Pencil I, of course, grabbed, but still I had a couple of seconds to look after recessive nozhkam German and, thanks to drastically changing corner of the review, I shamelessly looked under her skirt. Red satin shorts with black, lacy oborkoy closely adheres to its tempting rounded Popkov. Our girls were not such. Mishka first noticed my trick, and then repeated it when Larissa, so we'll have to call between them our new German, was in his row.

Other Pacany not forced to wait. The epidemic lasted for two weeks. At the half fell all that could fall. We, sitting outside in the ranks, wildly envied those who sat in the domestic series. According to him, because of its narrowness, Larissa almost did not go. It zasekla us in two weeks. Our Valek, hulking boar, was unable to rise rapidly, and when she turned back, he upershis hand in the floor, still obsessing over considered opened charms. He, goats, even the eye is not able to withdraw. Anyone Larisaerupted.

She said nothing, but sat at the table. Drozhali her lips. On series, it will no longer go. Only the board. And we have become ashamed. On the other hand, if vdumatsya, what our fault? Take, for example, not our particular case, and, in general. What do we see? We see a species female dressing so that it is their own clothes back and sew together in a way that has already assumed a priori that cut blouses, you can look that short skirt can Zadran wind, he was, incidentally, would be rogue, rather than a hooligan, as, for example, I, if all of a sudden to do the same.

So, women's clothing specially designed to give the signal, hint, ku-ku guess that these folds, ryushami and the like. The challenge to create secrets and to encourage her to reveal - this is the essence of women's clothing. What is our fault? In that blatantly and awkwardly we are schenyachi, trying to decide for themselves the problem? There is our fault. Lack of education is. And no guilt. Three weeks after the start of classes I, returning from the cinema, saw Mishka and Natashku coming beforeme on the street.

In the classroom whisper that Lidka received Mishki otlup, and that he now ohmuryaet Natasha. News that I was very ogorchila, I love Natasha, do not like to see it become another victim of Mishkinoy hunting for girls. I do not know what pushed me. This was something of the same stories about Zinu and fizruka. I acted like beasts on the hunt. I rvanul in the side streets, then gave a stormy start on the parallel, then back in the side, only now in front of them. A little more forward, and here Natashin house. What is tha t, but I ran the best in school. I razdumyval only a second. Then zaskochil in the doorway, where Natasha lived and went downstairs. I was in a dark polupodvale, left and right were any doors, I touch them, they were locked. Tamilsex com - pohotlivoe plant. I looked up, almost the entire span, leading to the second floor, I was very visible. He was badly lit, but all the same - you can see it all. I stood in the dark of the moon half and could not be visible from above.