Due to numerous requests I continue the story about my secret life. So where did I stop? A bath day. Fine. So today is Saturday, which means today is a day off. Pidrilich asked to seize his favorite broom from the office. I’ll go to the company at the same time, I’ll bring a Shmon there, I shave something for all the garbage. So I go through the main entrance. The guards stare at me in surprise.

- Oh, you see, Mudila Pidrilovich asked to pick up the broom, we’re going to the bathhouse today - And the broom really asked the Wizard to pick up his favorite broom, presented by the Minister, when he comes in, and shows it. Mol did not forget the dear friend, maybe we will go to the bathhouse.

- Well, happily go to the bathhouse, at the same time and wash - then he mocked neighing. I missed this laugh past my ears, because my task is unusual, but it is painfully simple to pussy to the fuck as soon as possible.

I enter the Mudili office, open the locker, and there Pidrylych’s love and pride is a broom. I take it out and put it on the sofa. And now for the cause, somewhere here the chef hides a nest egg, we ought to grab her, anyway, he will not think of me. Will a person who today transferred $ 10,000 to steal money? The answer our man will become.

So where is the secret box? Yeah, here he is under the sofa. Who would have thought. Not even closed. I open, wow, a couple of bucks. In my opinion today is a good day. Then suddenly there is a flash and a click of the camera. I turn around. Bah! Eshkin-cat is our plumber Uncle Kolya “Cousteau”. By the way, a few words about this remarkable person. This original chase was not given to him accidentally, as he is a short, lean, elderly peasant like Jacques-Yves Cousteau. And he goes to the constant in a blue knitted hat and in a blue tracksuit. And as Cousteau is looking for something in the water, the truth is not sunken cities, but rags that clog the sewers.

- Hello Uncle Kolya. And the chief asked me to take a broom, today we are going to the bathhouse - I begin to foolishly justify myself to him.

- I see Alice. And he asked you to take the bucks too? Ah Alice how are you a girl with a top education dropped to theft?

I stand looking down like a guilty schoolgirl.

“How do you think Mudil Pidrilovich will react if I show him a photo?” Keep quiet Oh well. Alice, stealing is a terrible sin. If you can sin - be able to repent. Come with me, you will atone for your sin.

I go, there is nothing to do, and “Cousteau” says: “Oh, how good it is that Mudila Pidrilovich littered the toilet, I got such a fish in the last 20 years.” And he undresses me with his eyes. it says “govnochist”, but Uncle Kolya quickly painted this inscription. But then he picked up a gold plaque from the chief that now hung on the door. I read:

"Toilet manic master Gorshkov N. M". Yes! The same should be so-so flatter. I go into a closet, and he says to me:

- So Alice change into a special clothes, on the first floor the toilet is clogged.

- What am I to do with it, Uncle Kolya?

- How to do with it? And who will atone for your sins? Pushkin eh? So change your clothes without talking. “He gave me a roll of wire in my hands, which they usually cleaned the sewer.” I changed clothes. Came to the toilet. That same toilet where Karinka and I are, ah! a fresh tradition, but hard to believe. So I get up on all fours trying to push the wire into the tube, not shit. Well, Cousteau blasted off, saying that he had never seen a more stupid heifer in his life. You might think I clean the jolts every day. Then he took my hands in his and together we began to clean. But he also managed with his paws to stroke my hands. Suddenly, I feel he somehow breathed differently. Turned back, and his pants bristled on the genitals. Well, here he says.

- So Alice I need to replace the toilet here. I'll bring a new one now. And then have fun. Do not forget the photo from me.- I forgot to say that the camera he was hanging around his neck all the time.

- Well, Uncle Kolya, I'll wait.

Five minutes later, Cousteau brought a new toilet. Put it on the floor. Suddenly began to stroke him around the perimeter. And so erotically did everything.

- Admit Alice the toilet is the most erotic thing in the world after a woman. Look at what turned shapes. Just imagine how many beautiful female ass will sit on it. Already captures the spirit!

- Well, I do not know Uncle Kolya. You know better.

Somewhere in half an hour, he successfully replaced it. Suddenly, he stood on the toilet lid and said:

- Alice, I have a tradition, as soon as I put a new toilet. I take pictures next to him. And this toilet is no exception.

Click me on the memory. - Clicked to do nothing.

- And now Alice, before we have sex: Yes, yes, sex and do not need to do such amazed eyes, your fate is solved by your improper misconduct, I will read you my own poem. After all, I am not only a mechanic - a plumber I am a poet. Working as a mechanic, I just earn money for food, and the rest of the time I write poems. - here he stood in a poetic pose on the lid of the toilet bowl, all somehow filled with pride from the inside and said fervently:

- The Honored Plumber of Russia is performing, the 6th category master of the toilet manages is Nikolay Mikhailovich Gorshkov, please welcome. - here I clapped.

- “Ode to Plumber”

You all know friends

Without plumbers can not

Why are with persistent anger

Govnochistami calling?

That broke the toilet,

Immediately you call us.

We will come, see, say

We will fix everything, we will put everything.

How hard it is for the brothers to live,

Give a "top", or give a drink.

But to fill all our "tanks"

You do not have enough salary.

We work slowly

We drink, we know sinners,

Well, who among you does not drink?

Only a complete schmuck freak.

Well, if the tap is flowing,

Here we are called the whole house.

We will go through the floors,

Businesslike, leisurely.

Somewhere we pick something

Mate something proorem.

And we will repair, and save,

And the apartment, and the whole house.

Here we are guys

We get only a salary

And we work diligently

We drink, we know sinners.

So I finished the story.

How can you call us?

But for you my friends are

Toilet Master - I.

After these words, I clapped. Uncle Nick bowed.

- Great Uncle Kohl! You yourself have composed it.

- Yes, I composed it. And now let's get down to the most important thing. Come on Alice for the bald cheek chase.

Well, there is nothing to do, I squat in front of Cousteau, take out his old dick and start sucking-rotating movements. Yes indeed there is no sadder story in the world than the story of a blow job in the toilet. Suck, suck.

No way ends something. It looks like grandpa has dead wood. But no, some droplet crawled out. Then he takes out his dick.

- Wait for a vacuum cleaner, do not knock the wheels, I can throw one stick of old age, especially since I have one unrealized fantasy.

Let's go to our new toilet. You now head against the bottom of the toilet bowl, and otklyach ass, so I could zosandalit you.

Nothing to do rested head against the toilet, Dad in a moment tore off my panties. Spit on the palm, rubbed my pussy. And then he put his middle finger in the vagina and says:

“You know where this finger just hasn’t been, and now you’re in the crack.” I remember once the toilet was clogged, they could not clean it.

They called me, and my fingers are long, and with this finger I faked a rag and pulled it out of the jolt.

Frankly speaking, I almost felt sick from such memories.

Then the old man could not stand it and put in his elda. And let's play. Frankly speaking, I dried my heels to the end, I had already finished two times, but he did nothing. Finally finished.

- Well done Alice redeemed their sins. And I will not show this photo to anyone, the word plumber. I immediately ran into his capter, quickly change into a bath, wash off old-fashioned paws.

The end?