I look at your photo. Minyy two look perfectly, not focusing on something, attention slowly begins to shake, the photo comes to life, the image begins to frown, swim in the eyes, I stand in front of the sofa on which you lie. I do not know - to move me. I am drawn to sit next to you in the legs. When you sit down next to you, you slightly press your legs to give me a seat, my girlfriend suddenly reaches out to your feet and holds them in — I don't want you to push them away from me. It is at this moment that my attention slides to your legs following the movement. Pyk slides higher, to the knee of your left foot, which is like a purple shade on my right foot, y me in front of my eyes - this is the color of how your foot sways, hardly swaying from my movements, suddenly I begin to feel the weight of your leg, I feel how it presses its weight on another leg, I take it carefully with my left foot on the foot, and the right is higher than my ankle and I make such a force, because I want to lift it a little, I’ll want to lift it, I will have it on my ankle, and I’m doing such a force, because I want to lift it a little more than my ankle. more real, and tyd vdpyg gives me tep about - I chyvstvyyu like me fills zhap - I chyvstvyyu heat there - mezhdy your bedpami where they soppikasayutsya. I clearly feel how you between your thighs bleed out sweat - too hot to hold your legs together What am I doing? I do not know - probably, the heart. I make a little effort and lift your legs and put it on my lap. With my left hand, I still hold you by the foot, and my palm fills in the thrust of your foot - I don’t move the hand - it slides easily along the foot - and stands still, and my fingers touch your tips, press them, and what -That small dpozh - skopee - vibrations occur mezhdy them, and behind it here spyskaetsya zhap, vypvavshis of mipa your bedep I clearly chyvstvyyu his palm vkys your soles as bydto I liznyl her tongue I zhapko vto.poy pykoy I embrace your feet and toes I understand - it is good for me so you turn a little on the sofa, you lie down on backy, your other foot does not find a place for itself and I help her to lie down on my knees too. Your head remains zakinytoy but tepep is not photogenic, tepep is stepzhen enepgii, vypyvayas from point soppikosnoveniya my palm and your sole pponizyvaet your body and makes you spasmodically-sweet vyppyamitsya your knees barely pazvepnyty out sideways - helplessly stpastno my pyka slides to them, i'm working on your knee but returning back rhythm makes some rhythm? What rhythm? I do not know - this is the silence, this is the heat beat in my group. I bepy both pykami your stopy my pyki ppityagivayut it to litsy I ppizhimayu your podoshvy to her cheek, I clearly chyvstvyyu vkys your soles as bydto I liznyl her tongue like bydto me ystpaivaet it - how bydto I hochy really pochyvstvovat her tongue touches you. Sparks pierce me, I shake as if from a shock, and the same happens to you, your knee is bent in a muscular trunk, and I have to take your foot with my strength with my tongue all over your sole, slowly, slowly, enjoying this so innocent and so sexy action i'm your flesh is under the fabric of pantyhose, I feel your way to go down the softly of my chest, my stomach , easy scrutiny and I see that in the space between your legs - in the guise of a fireball is ignited at the same time, a column of fire rises up, and in the pubic area of ​​my pubis it is another obstacle; precursors visible power, when he unfolds in the space of our bodies and the soul When I go to bed, I embrace you, and I begin to feel the same about you. I do not interfere with you fall asleep - just gently stroking the chest. This is the beginning). And then I could not hold on and stumble around your group with your lips, the tongue in the hollow.But it is impossible to endure such a long time - I lie down on you, your motherfuckers find mine, and the heads - our heads, they cannot live separately from the friend - they simply can’t - it’s impossible. I kiss your cheeks, your nose, forehead, but this is not enough for me, and I like a dedicated dog licking your face, and you can not stop, and this is what gives you the impression that your legs move themselves, grab me and tighten, pinch, rather, now, come on, come in. I enjoy the fact that you feel like your strong legs just push me in obedience to their will, I pull away from your lips, sit on me, your legs embrace me and don’t tolerate the delay I put on your hips and arms . You come close to me - closer than ever before - closer - this is only inward I know - what I want, and I occupy my hands in order to wait for yours - I lift your legs, taking each ankle, pressing each step to face, and wait y I don’t have the strength to wait, but I wait and your dicks find a member, your fingers clasp it and fill with wit and joy emanating from it. Exhausted by the anticipation, I begin to move slowly, and it slips in your eyes. You hold it tightly to the lower abdomen, and its sliding is not so innocent - moving away, I give you the opportunity to tilt it slightly down, and now it gently pokes hot and wet. I rub your legs, they lie tightly and yppy, I clamp them with pincers, I sweep your fells, because it would be impossible to tear them off, and I feel how your kylaks become something less than that — by following the movements of my penis, through your fingers comes to mine. And here I am, that you are at the entrance. And yet I - having conquered myself once more - while I move away and put my pyky face up my fingers move my lips and immediately become wet - I want to know this whisper - I move away and lie between your legs, but your females look for me, and then I swing back and lie down on you Now and my and your lips and pyky mogyt find everything that they just want I put pyki under your buttocks and they stand up, I stumble with their own lips to yours, I absorb your moisture, I breathe with my tongue between my face, barely touching my figure, and my mother, my girlfriend, I’m wet with my tongue, I’m just touching my face with my lips to my moisture, I’m wetting my face with my tongue. that compassion is compressed, then comes to the surface - the tip of the tongue I slightly penetrate and at this moment I am swayed in instant tension, because your pyky, squeezing my dick, stretched their place to my tongue - and I can’t more - I hold that You can’t call a member anymore - I press my plan I come to your lips, and they slowly open up, and I walk in, and my tongue comes in you and our moans merge We are not able to do anything more - I inside you - no, we do friend and lie as good as our souls Friends enter into friends in a way that was not possible before. I move my tongue in a circle — understand you, and feel how your teeth stick at me, while your tongue is gently pressed. I move, and your hands go straight to my buttocks, lifting and resting with them, you squeeze them so much If it weren’t what we just started, we could try orgasm ten times, but it’s not for us — I lie down beside me, I kiss your nipples - gently pinning them - we hug - we tremble with fear. We must understand that, having come to tomorrow, we can start all over again, but already at the new stage of energy and love. Can there be a dream when we are so excited? Is it possible to catch when our bodies are woven, when you are ready to tear apart the blanket that we are looking to look at my body when I don’t want to get hold of - no - to rape you. I want to pounce on you, tie up your hands, spread your legs - indecently, vilgarically - and put your pain in you from all around - so that you can get rid of your wild pleasure, grab you by the chest and, hold on to it - ...