It is interesting, what does a thirty-year-old gorgeous woman feel in a long evening dress when she goes down the main staircase of the Bolshoi Theater and meets the gaze of a man, appreciating and passionate? When he chooses you from a multitude of women ... and does not hide what he wants, unceremoniously passing his eyes over your entire body ... when the keen gaze of the men’s brown eyes is carefully staring you right in the eyes, then slowly descends on the pretty breast in a beautiful deep cleavage and then again in the eyes.

Of course, now there is another one next to you ... and here at the Bolshoi Theater you probably think that it is impossible to do this ... especially when today at the premiere of the sold-out ... but you look me in the eyes, baby ... did you really care? strong? or he bored you to hell and got you to the livers? banker? zamupravlyayuschego level? judging how he is six and crucified in front of some, while looking at others as if they owed him something? and for such a charming look and watch in my time he does not have ... when is she so hungry for an attentive male interest? let's teach? for all that has suffered from him? you look like you're reading all my thoughts ...

I'll think of something baby, do you really think I will miss an amazing such chance - to read in the eyes of such a woman passion, hope, confusion, to see how the neckline on the dress is so deep and breathing hard, and the lady's cheeks are so cute began to blush ... you guess what, I want you right here? such a beautiful, inaccessible ... to seduce, rape like no one ever before me ... exactly where it is impossible, where it is not accepted, and where there is a temple of art ... and maybe debauchery? but yours still do not see anything for some reason ... business, business with him ...

Can come up with a notebook, and presenting himself as an Air Force correspondent to interview in English and broken Russian? Will your hubby understand broken Russian? and start popping me with business cards? and in between can you know your name? and take the phone? No, you baby is too clever and spoiled ... to break it so hard, so as not to surprise, but to slay you ... to subdue, subdue, destroying all her principles of a respectable woman to hell ...

The third bell ... and everyone is in his box when the binoculars close their eyes from everyone, and I look at you ... are you also not in the mood for operatic passions now? and not before the premiere on stage? when is everything present in front of you? and passionate to madness.

I get up ... I will stop at the door and look at you again. And I see how startled and confused at all ... and looking at you again - quickly running to the door of your lodge ... you will leave, you will surely leave, you cannot help getting out.

And suddenly your eyes are in the doorway in which there is so much ... for your hand and down ... why tell you something ... when everything is clear and so ... when such a beautiful woman walks quickly, or rather, almost runs steps, next to me ... and firmly, very tightly squeezes the palm of the hand.

Now to the room that the theatrical electrician, who has gone crazy with generosity, gave me for the whole performance ... and then taking you tightly into the embrace, press you so that you can breathe completely, to feel you all, to take your lips into your lips, feeling how hot and passionately you respond to my kiss ... and you press all ... and like a member through light pants, your belly rests down, and your hands pass each other's body ... mine, you are mine, and you will be my baby ... and happiness and orgasm will deliver a lot more than he ... so beautiful, desirable and country that way ... and having gotten your hand through the incision on a slightly full thigh under a dress, grope before getting stuck on wet panties in such a beautifully beautiful and only fifteen minutes ago distant and inaccessible lady ... who can be right in the back here on the knees , when you see how you looked madly in my eyes ... to unfasten, pull out and say a little rudely: caress ... when you saw how skillfully and greedily you grabbed your palm and lifted the hardened and mad macho to her painted and slightly full lips ... and feel, feel how much desire, tenderness, passion accumulated in you ...

Do you like hard babe in men? and obezbashennye smarties when they are your type? who take and insert ... oh, how did you take it in your mouth ... and how did you start to caress and suck ... no one in the theater has ever set you on your knees? and didn't start up like this in the back room like me? and did not enter the 17 cm macho in his mouth on the tonsils? feeling like you skillfully and madly sucking in full ... so that I can not hold back a moan, feeling like you pressed your chest to your knees ... and the little delicate fingers got between my legs ... and got to the asterisk anus ...

And the girl knows a lot about this business ... and wants, she herself wants the same crazy thing that I ... feel a man, and the joy of extreme sports, and sex with me ... which is so lacking ... I can see how you are sucking on my baby, how eagerly, madly caressing ... as you capture it all while caressing the testicles.

And how obediently you get up and lay your hands on the table, so eroticly and gracefully having bent my back in front of me ... and how you shudder when I sharply introduce ... how you hold back the cry from your last strength ... bend all ... and you want .. wildly you want no less than I ... to make you ... even stronger ... and sharper ... deeper ... into this squishing cave ... more ... and more ... until I finish with with you ... and I will not flood it all ... to the brim ...

Of course, I'm crazy. You do like these mice, not gray ones, and not mother’s sons? what is your phone? and you are free tomorrow? Husband believes that in a barbershop you disappear so often and for a long time? Of course, baby ... I'll think up a new surprise for you ...

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