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.

What a shame thought. But I saw that. On the beach. Modest girl from the Tenth B. I zastavy with Seaman. It seems she was very good. Like him. I am coming back to reality. We dance with Natasha. We dance modestly. Other dance differently. Tolyan with Lyudkoy dance so that it can no longer be called a dance. They simply stand, embraced and slightly pokachivayutsya to the beat of the music. It put him head on his shoulder, and he utknulsya nose in her hair. I want so also. A Mishka won with Katey. After each dance they linyayut to the kitchen. That put the kettle, the dish included.

Household. None so much that during that time can be attributed dish on the seashore. - Come on, go to the balcony, podyshim air - quietly shepchu I Natashe. - Well, just ahead, initially attributed their dish to the kitchen. I do not quite understand us balconies and dishes. This then I doper that she wanted to see that for so long in the kitchen doing Mishka and Katya. Redtube - adolescents. And we have plates and went. I was carrying a plate in his right hand, she left. Free hand, I kept her right hand. We came out of the room, the hangers someone burgeoning kissed, we went further.

The door to the kitchen was closed, I pushed her foot, she silently to open, and we entered. They were so passionate about their affair, which is not noticed us. What we looked at them? Ten minutes, no more. But we saw everything. She sat at the kitchen table, as he stood close to it. Her knees protruding on either side of his task. Her festive dress was to ride up mercilessly, crumple up to the waist. They kissed vzasos, he zavalival her back, her hands embraces his back and his arm, the one that we could see her panties pulled downwards. He has almost withdrew them.

We came out of the kitchen, literally took off. They have, it seems, never noticed. I felt like shaking the hand Natashina. - So, where is the balcony? - She asked hoarse whisper. - This is probably - I said, and potyanul her to another room. And here the door was opened, we entered, any couple lay on the couch, they will frighten vskochili, spasmodic odergivala girl dress, a guy with an opportunity trousers, but we quickly proskolznuli to the balcony door, it is easy to open, and fresh, cool, autumn air hard hit us in person. We are still holding hands.

We greedily breathe. Natasha peregnulas through the railings, I approached it from behind. And embraced her. To warm. To protect. And it was not opposed. And I suffered. I press for it. My hands skolznuli on her waist and closed at its belly. I moved up the left hand, still up and it was quite natural to her chest. I love you, Natasha, I whispered in her ear. I love you, love long, you just do not know. I started to kiss her ear, in the neck, in the temple and again in the ear. I saw that she stands by closing our eyes that this is it, I thought, love you, I have continued their song, and my right hand as something itself skolznula down on her stomach, for its luxurious fabrics smooth dresses, I felt As her rounded stomach is moving down, I do not know how she met my weasel, but something more powerful than the fear of rejection, forcing me to move beyond the palm, and I felt her thighs, one mizintsem, another big finger, and Three of my lucky - index, middle and went to a small unnamed holmik.

Despite all her clothes, I felt strongly about it, I began to gently oglazhivat chudnoe its conquest, left hand, I still ironing her chest, she turned to me person, and I greedily, as a hungry child is missing nipple, so I vpilsya in its lips, and my hand is there at the bottom, like a growing and it is, the disgrace of course, it hamka, this impudent woman, these fingers were huliganistye pull Above her thin skirts dresses, it was so short that one compresses enough traffic palms, and now All five bratcy, vzdragivaya of delight, from his unprecedented courage led to her white lace panties.

Surprise her intimate construction products - directly to the panties were pridelany gum for stockings.

Now, I kissed her vzasos, greedily, passionately, I do not think that we can see from the street, are not irrelevant, the question was in another, it is possible or not. And I razdvinul language of her lips, I referred them to her teeth and her reaction to the fact that she, curve, has become firmly vzhimatsya me back, I realized. Can. Skolznula my hand up behind her on the bare stomach, I stroked it, but the next minute my fingers greedily and defiant nyrnuli gum under her panty, down there. About as hot here, I felt volosiki her bosom, I iron them, I felt that Natasha szhala legs and can not continue my hand and then releasing her lips for a moment, I nahalno proshipel votes snake-iskusitelya: - Razdvin legs.

- No, - barely hear it whispered. And razdvinula. Razdvinula very little, so exactly how you want it to one of my heroes, it seems, the average - eternal lucky, at first gently touched her place, her stitch schelochki apparently waited for him there, was the path to become moist so that he slipped and fell. Fell directly into pescherku, forgotten and fell into convulsions of eternal love and eternalsearch for peace.

Natasha ohnula, but I could not release it. My torpedoes uperlas popku her, I did all the body cautious, shamelessly movement. Fingers I began to commit what would do its torpedoes, their druzhkom, and suddenly the girl vzdrognula zastonala in voice, I plugged kiss her cry, she mychala and tremble, but I felt that discharged that all of my love, my whole passion, all my lust, my entire fornication, all of my tenderness, all my dreams, all the dreams, desires, all tightly jet lead to freedom. Naively flesh, she worked for nothing, worked vholostuy u, but so sweet, so well, so nice that I hardly firm on the legs. I think I zarychal as of March kot.Potom I realized that Natasha hangs on me. As she often can not breathe and restore breathing. What if she vshlipyvaet and crying. In her eyes were tears, but it is not crying. This was something else. I will never forget this. More stories Oleg Boltogaeva you can find.