Plowing the seventh shift,

X # nd decided to replace -

Today, that's enough

P # I'm red shaggy.

She has already tasted everything

What I wanted was received.

Let it come to you tomorrow,

Gained again excitement.

And in such a good desire

Parting, in parting,

So slid up the scrotum,

Without breaking barely a head,

Up to the very limit,

What is it all boiled

And spat through the cracks

Making a puddle on the bed.

Appearing in the light of day

From p # zdy, on hell like,

And # annoyed to vomit,

(And tired of work)

Snuggled head w # py.

I thought peace and bliss here

Chill and splendor:

But how sad he was wrong

Expecting a refreshment.

Only the head touched

F # na instantly startled.

Swelling in impatience,

Anus all came into motion.

Began to shrink convulsively

And towards meet,

By the sight of everyone giving signs,

What right now will be e # For asshole.

X # y from this perspective

Wilted completely and exhausted

Side hung his head

And it's not funny at all,

Thinking about trouble

What is the fate of -

“E # l f # p is not a joke.

Well, like a teddy bear.

There you can’t get through at all

Even if you really want.

You need to be very hard

And push hard,

X # nd moving like a spear

Through the elastic ring,

Moving apart step by step

But stubbornly and with tension. ”

Who will help the poor thing

And return him to bravery?

That, as before, he stood

And jumped through the holes.

We have our concerns:

Only the mouth remains

Though the whole sperm is smeared,

X # y path specified in it.

Taking the boy's head

Drag his armpits.

He could resist

Yes, does not want to run up

Once again on the insults

And reproaches in his laziness,

What you do not want, they say, to work

And e # n p # zdu - a firebird.

He would be glad, of course, to get up

And zolupoy shine,

Why, morning outside,

Soon move to his wife.

And there exactly Zay # ut

And they will not give a kemarit.

If you want to,

You to death zadorit -

Will you get such a stake

Like that pillar in front of the palace.

There without further ado

Suck on the gate,

Tongue gliding nimbly,

Putting his head in the throat,

And strive fingers

Soft boiled eggs.

And then jumped on top

All n # zdvoyu faithful

And they will start riding,

F # sing eggs to knead.

And the charter will start spinning,

So that zolupa beat in the heart.

And when you pass through the womb,

Zaorut: “What are you sweet!

Just shove it deeper

To feel better

In the farthest corners

From x # I'm going heat: "

Must be you ready

And always stand on the lookout

So that at the first hint

Or a little blame

Be in proper shape

And e # ut in full norm.

January 02, 2000