... Eugene

Perhaps I hurried, making my choice at last, but Marina liked me and met all the requirements that I usually made to my women. Of course, she was no longer a girl when I took her for the first time, but this, in my opinion, in general is now such a rarity, especially at nineteen. On the contrary, having some experience, it was easier for her to indulge in unrestrained sex with me.

They played a good wedding, only it was not very pleasant to catch the sidelong glances of familiar girls. In my opinion, they all envied Marinka and would like to be in her place. One, however, turned out to be. No matter how Marinochka looked after me, I still fucked my last passion, Nadya, goodbye. We settled directly in the dressing room for the cafe staff, which celebrated this event. Nadya, as always, was gorgeous, podmahivala and screamed in such a way that I thought they would cover us right there. But nothing - carried by. I liked her too at one time. Her only drawback was that she was \ "always ready \" as a pioneer, and with anyone who wishes.

Marina is not like that. She was so embarrassed when I asked her to take it in my mouth for the first time, which even made me uncomfortable. But nothing settled, and pretty quickly. In general, she is a good student, and I am pleased with her. That's just the backside of his turns away from me, and he has it - that is necessary. I almost persuaded her once, but then I suddenly had the impression that it was \ "Tanka-anal \”, our dispatcher. I guess I was really drunk, so I talked too much. Two days Marinochka didn’t talk to me, but then Nothing has moved away. Now I don’t have a chance to approach it with this topic. Well, okay, there’s plenty of that stuff, I’ll find it on the side when I want to diversify our relationship. scandal.

Now we are flying to Copenhagen together. I was there twice last year, and both times our main dispatcher sent me packages for my friend. Of course, he lied, because both times they gave me a whole diplomat of dollars in return. Surely in the packages was dope. Of course, I risked, but at the same time I wanted to make money. Both times, the chief unbuckled me five thousand \ "green \". His friend, Karel, a Czech by nationality, also loosened a couple of thousand.

Once I got to his party and stayed until the morning, good, we flew back only in the evening. There I first took part in this group sex. All his guests were obsessed with sex. What they just did not get up. It is terrible to remember, but I liked it.

This time I had a pass for Carel again. The chief handed me two whole packages. The execution of his assignment was complicated by only one thing: how to get rid of Marina for a while. She did not know anything about my underground business - she thought the money was pouring from the sky. Of course, Karel and his parties also did not know. Okay, I'll think of something on the spot. On the way back only the next day. I will have time.

Marina

They arrived in Copenhagen right on schedule and settled for the night in a hotel at the Kastrup Airport. They did not have time to decompose things, as Zhenya said that he needed to go to the city, which, it turns out, was an hour away from the airport. The Danes, you see, are worried about their health, do not want to breathe exhaust gases. What he was doing there, I did not know, but he said that it is very important. I, of course, agreed. But sitting alone in a hotel? ... Did I fly here for this? In short, I resisted, and he had to take me with him.

An hour later, we took a taxi to Copenhagen. Zhenya was carrying a bag with some bags, and he had to give it to some Czech. Bright, colorful signs, shining advertisements, lights, clean streets, friendly smiles - this is the first impression of the Danish capital. Along with this, I was struck by the crazy prices for all types of goods and services.My hair just stood on end, when Zhenya paid almost two hundred dollars just for a taxi. According to one of the local residents, their average monthly income per person is five to six thousand dollars, therefore the prices are appropriate. But no one takes anything out of the country - it is not profitable. In general, I didn’t buy anything, I just went and licked, and towards evening, Zhenya and I went to see his friend. He lived in a prestigious area in his own house, more like a luxury villa, which we can only see in very cool ones. We arrived in a taxi, and at first I was amazed at what I saw.

The two-story house was lit with a good half of the windows. It was still not very dark, and I managed to make out neatly trimmed bushes and trees, creating an idyllic and amazingly beautiful picture, and a large heart-shaped pool shining with dark cobalt complemented it. On the driveway and at the entrance stood several cars, all prestigious, expensive brands.

“His guests are again,” Zhenya expressed his discontent, but still got out of the car and helped me. - Do not be surprised, he warned.

Obviously, they were waiting for us, because we didn’t have time to call when the door opened, and on the threshold a dark brown-eyed man appeared. His black beard and mustache were shaved in the Spanish manner and gave him the appearance of an insidious seducer. My heart treacherously clenched in anticipation of something unusual that was going to happen.

Eugene

Nothing succeeded. Marina rested in a terrible way, I had to take her with me. I called Karela back, warning me of my arrival, but he already knew. Obviously, he was told our chief. I said that I would be with the lady, although I did not explain that this lady was my wife, and I heard his muffled chuckle in the receiver:

- We are waiting, waiting. Remain satisfied.

What did he mean? Perhaps an additional reward for delivering packages, maybe? ... When we arrived at his house, I realized that we had come to one of the parties. He was famous for hospitality, and he often met very interesting people. Last time I met a very nice swingers couple. She was Italian, and they called her, I think, Sylvia, and her husband, a hefty Negro from South Africa, struck me with his figure. I have never admired, much less been fond of individuals of the same sex, but he really was great and looked like something \ "Iron Hawaiian \" - Tommy Kono. He was called, it is true, whether Jack, or Chuck, but most of all I remember his giant penis. He fucked three or four women at me, and they all squealed like madmen. Sylvia just laughed, looking at them and swaying on my much smaller size tool. they found each other and what united them, although, most likely, the love of thrills. Sylvia then it got up that I forgot about everything in the world.

With the memory of that night, goosebumps ran down my back. They could well be again among Karel’s guests. I have nothing, but how will Marina look at all this? The best thing is to pass the package to Karel, pick up the headstock and put it off, referring to the lack of time and early departure.

Karel met us on the doorstep, we did not even have time to call. He looked round my wife with a quick, piercing look, gave me his hand, and hospitably opened the door in front of us. I introduced them, however, again forgetting to mention that Marina is my wife.

When we entered, there was music in the house. About six or seven guests were in a large, spacious room that served as a living room. One couple froze in the middle and, instead of dancing, passionately kissed, not paying attention to those present. The man openly pawed the large, defiantly protruding breasts of the woman. However, the other guests - three men and two women - sitting on low couches, did the same. Throwing separate phrases and holding glasses with drinks in their hands, they openly flirted. Apparently, the height of fun has not yet come. One of the women was sitting on her knees in a middle-aged man with gray long sideburns ....