One day I will avenge you for all that you do to me.

Do you want to know how this will be? What I will tell you First, we take a hot bath with you ... Imagine how it is a pleasure ... Water seeps everywhere, and you obdayuschaya heat and moisture, foam, water vapour assurgent over ... And my hands ... Everywhere ... Hévíz you everywhere ... Gladyaschie tvoja body, chest, your excellent round, which penetrates the most intimate places of your body excited ... Your eyes, in which every sense, replaced by one, the only one ... Wish ... Thus, that covers you, when I next ... I pripodymus and you will be standing on their knees gives me mouth, not because I am asking, but to at least partially quench their thirst, even slightly satisfied ... Yet I will give you started to bring up to the end ... A short time later .

But not now ... Even sooner We will exit the bathroom, I slightly obotru tvoja body and lay on the bed ... Hands privyazhu backrest to bed ... And then your eyes se ... Let tvoja imagination and body tell you what will not be able to see eye ... First, I will hold a piece of ice heated throughout your body, starting from the thighs, stomach along around sosochkov further to a neck ... This is not much that you are cool to the fact that I will do with you ... Then it is time to my lips and tongue ... I shall kiss, lick, tree bark and everywhere where you wish, and you will expire moisture, snake and groan, but ask me to log in you and you interrupt that torture will not, because you love it just like me ... And when you are not going to withstand when tvoja izognetsya body when you pripodymeshsya inviting me to assume, that's when I will come at you and you from enjoying zakrichish.

And I will move faster and faster, deeper and deeper into vonzayas tvoja body.

And it will be revenge, my revenge, you, such a distant, such a seductive, such a taboo and such a desirable ... And when you dostignesh orgasm, and your thirst will be satisfied, I have to derail your eye bandage pripodymu head, and will come to your mouth, and you will caress me lips and tongue, without hands, as long as I do not finish ... And you fried my taste in their mouth

Then again, I will start knocking tvoja tired body until thirst and desire to again gain thee ... And you again vozmesh mouth me, arousing and preparing to continue.

Then I perevernu you in the stomach, and will come at you from behind, and I will still ispytyvaesh Do you pain or pleasure, because sweet revenge ... I will include alternately, a rear, then plunging into tvoja expiring body moisture ... As long as you do not fall back into zabeshsya spasms, only now you will be no one ... Then at the back that you, inside you, together with you in exactly the same spasms and sudorgah beating, I will ... And we will be one, albeit not for long, just for a moment, but the sake of such moments and worth living.

Is there a line between dream, reality and our fantasy? That everyone to the brink of a first samSon sets.

It was on his huge bed in complete darkness. The body looking after a hot bath, light smell of spirits, quiet music of Frank Sinatra, Indian fragrances with Gail and smell the dark, dense soft darkness, which is only visible ghost shape. Her fingers slide on the body, just touching the skin, as moth wings. It swayed on the waves of sleep, then provalivayas in depth, it vynyrivaya top. Each touch of the fingers caused tiny electrical discharges, which are concentrated in one location. Velvet skin, it is so sensitive and so receptive to the weasel. Slippery fingers everywhere, causing different feelings. Rounded slopes with small breasts yagodkami caused die hard, rounded hips, sometimes so shamelessly spread, now tightly compressed, increasing pleasure in the main magic point. Palchick came there, a little hip divorced. Light tremor ran on the body, in the head with a rainbow. What nainezhneyschy flower can be compared to the female? No. This Bud blooms, and nectar poured color, then flee again. How lotus. Stydliv Night, the night is open to other people's eyes. Gliding on the flower petals, it just stonala, biting nude sponges. Heat, the walking fingers burned from the inside, enjoying impulses randomly flew on the nerves, tumanya head, bringing it unreal worlds and their inhabitants.

She felt, as he entered the room, although not opened his eyes. For many years, held together by heart, she knew his steps, the smell, breathing, perhaps even fluctuations in the air. Because it was her man - of the nature and destiny. He quietly slipped on the bed next to her, and not impeding anything to say. She knew that he greedily and with love watching her, enjoying, every inch of her body, her pre every movement in the shadow of, breathe deeply, to feel even a molecule of its smell. And so for many years, he burns of passion and love. Because it is a woman - of the nature and destiny.

She turns to him, finds his lips. Smell after shave balm, stirs even more. He always breetsya overnight, as a true lover. Her hand drops him on the chest, covered with hair slightly rigid. Guba first gently, then greedily vpivayutsya in his lips. His strong hands and gently pressed her elastic body to itself. Thighs she feels his hard flesh. Hand slide there, pitched, with lips fails moaning, so she likes to "him" and he always responds to reciprocate. Her lips kiss the pit on the chin, cheeks, eyes. Like a cat, curve, it drops down, holding firm on his chest chest, stomach. Poterlas schechkoy on his chest, lips slipping down. It feels like Tension his muscles under the skin. She already feels the warmth of his flesh around his face, and he felt her warm breath. It seems that sparks run between his flesh, and her lips. He was not conditional - she likes to remark, brutalise. All closer and closer. - Touch lips - moaning, the reed-touch - moaning. Short, touching hardly subtle. Marigold slightly through the skin. And then it fails in its warm depths of the lips, aestheticism, in reality, and in a fantastic world uplyvaya her weasel.

It feels like the room is still someone. Strange, but not dangerous. Alien lips relate round buttocks, language slide between them. Now it floats between two different worlds, with the two sides concluded in the warm waves of male power. She lifts one of stalk and flower at the mercy of others' lips and tongue, drinking its heady nectar. But in her lips, too, the power - and it is continuing its game.

Strange, broke from her lips to slide up on its backrest, leaving Decaying touch. By the entrance to her flower brilliantly other, male and strong. It looks and feels its his and his fire. He sits, enclasped her palm, gently revealing wet petals. Slowly, demanding heavily, and she remove your hand, puts it to the full depth. Full zapolnenost hot flesh. Between the two men's worlds, which pierce the body of all its wild energy rays prehistoric as radiation.

No one feels separate, all - a whole. With a keen perception, feelings, sensations. Up in the universe, the stars dance and dance culmination - the bombing of the heads, male and female. Outbreaks, light, heat, humidity - with the two sides, and it is dissolved in it, filled with the elixir of life.