The evening did not develop. It was not possible to stay alone, I had to peel potatoes and pick out salted tomatoes from the jar. After dinner, drank tea. He watched her, glaring with pleasure, swallowed the whipping cream, and thought about how greedily this sweet mouth swallowed his sperm last night. She enjoyed this activity immensely. She clamped a member of his lips and, smacking, slipped on the trunk. Sometimes she squeezed the ring closer and, pressing the penis to the sky with her tongue, attacked the head, so it was almost impossible to resist. She treated the semen like a child to sweets, smearing it over her body, burning cheeks and licking it from her tender fingers.
Turn on the TV. She lay between his legs, tickling her belly with fluffy hair. Immediately pulled to watch football or annoy yourself annoying talk show to suppress the growing desire. She whimsically poked her finger in the program and nosy in his groin. Drawn to the kitchen, drink some water to moisten a parched throat and calm down.
Clicked the switch. Her purple slippers spanked to the toilet. She did not close the door. He hid in the hallway, staring tensely in the mirror. She sat, legs spread wide, and rinsed her pussy shower. Wet fingers slid between the lips and gently stroked the developed clitoris on the back. “Playing:” He taught her to love her body himself, as he taught everything that she knew how to bed. Before him, she had hobbies, but he was the first to whom she discovered her body. He sculpted her for himself, raising her tongue and an insatiable elastic member.
She saw his reflection in the mirror and smiled contentedly. "Damn, I have long wanted to fuck her writing:" He felt himself getting up, and the evil commanded his friend: "To the leg." To the leg: When she was naughty, she squeezed him with soft legs and, pressing her hips, rubbed about him with a smoothly shaved pubis.
A couple of days ago she caught a cold and was now sitting on the couch with a Chinese dummy, sniffing and curling her lips with displeasure. She did not like the film. She loved cartoons and all that riffraff on MTV. He broke down the ampoule and diligently began to draw an antibiotic into a syringe. She groaned and whimpered, crying, and you whined into his back. He stroked her hair and gently pushed her, forcing her to lie down. She, moaning, stretched out on the couch and pulled off her lace shorts, exposing her ass. He rubbed the skin with a cotton swab, stuck the syringe and, sparingly, began to slowly inject the medicine. She looked plaintively over her shoulder, scratching the sheet with her nails. She could not tolerate. Even when he squeezed her thighs to pain, to stop her frantic movements and not to finish before he was satisfied with her body.
Pinching the injection site with cotton, he began to massage her ass, fingers of his left hand stroking the elastic hole. White mugs buttocks persistently looked away from the screen. He carefully slid under his shirt, tickling a smooth flank and sticking his fingers under a warm belly. Before that, the dumb back quivered. He slid along the berry and stopped his fingers at the bottom, caressing the velvet jumper. She nervously twitched her shoulder blades and squeezed her ass, resisting her insistent finger.
He clearly imagined how he would have pushed apart the hard buttocks with a hard dick, pressing his swollen head on the cramped little ring that would obediently open, taking it into a smooth, moist inside. When he fucked her in the ass, she flew down her legs and both holes were wetted and hot. No, at first he would otbebal her in pussy, insatiable and deep, so that sometimes he did not reach the bottom. When this happened, she simply went crazy and sat down on him with even more frenzy, until her mind left her.
He continued to caress her alluring ass, parting her buttocks and stroking sweet calling holes. She sobbed softly and looked at him with dull eyes through her tangled hair. Even with his eyes he could control her young and sensitive body.She was so subservient to him that it was enough, hypnotizing, to persistently look into her eyes, and she was ready to accept him and submit to any of his fantasies.
She painfully wriggled, pulled on her shorts and, hiding, buried her face in the pillow. She also did not know how to restrain herself. When he, playing, turned her on, she quickly became inflamed, angry and pounded him with small fists on the back. The undivided power over this girl pleasantly tickled self-esteem and caused tedious tension in the lower abdomen.
And now, looking at how irritably she pulls on her pantyhose, he gladly drew herself tomorrow, when she was wound up and angry she would come to him to submit to his wishes, let her torture herself and do everything with her her lord