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as if sitting down above the girl, introducing the trunk deeper and deeper.
Marina blissfully closed her eyes and focused on controlling her breathing. Everything else was under my control. Depth and amplitude of immersion, level of aggression and angle of attack, with which I literally destroyed her mouth. Absolutely everything was in my power. She did not hold back the saliva, and that flowed down the chin in a continuous stream. There is such an expression “skin girl”, an unequivocal expression. So here I am, it was Marinka's skin in my mouth, or “polished tonsils,” as you please.
If we talk about the sounds born vocal cords, then we published them at the very least. However, the side sounds were beyond our control. Therefore, the room was filled with squish, smacking, and even champing. Slightly creaked in time with my "squats" an old sofa. This state of affairs (and bodies) suited both me and my unexpected partner.
The whole process was safely nearing its logical conclusion. I was ready to finish a long time, but I deliberately stretched my pleasure. It could well be that the reporting performance, with the participation of Marina, was the first and the last in my life. So, I should have squeezed the maximum satisfaction out of him.
But suddenly, quite suddenly a phenomenon occurred that I had first encountered. The girl breathed more often than before. One look at me imploringly, looking into my very soul. Then she closed her eyes frantically, and moaned protractedly, albeit restrainedly. All this action was crowned with its small shudder in a furious rhythm. Marina struggled in the true orgasm, struggling to cope with her body and to appease it. Despite the delight that swept over me, I was still quite puzzled.
It was not clear how the brown-haired woman reached the "finish". My dick was away from her "pussy" and "ass." Fingers she also did not touch. Her hands were indissolubly on my buttocks. And at the moment of reaching the highest point of enjoyment, these "soft tissues" were nearly torn from my body. So much she is in them (in soft tissue) fingers clutched. There was only one option left - the orgasm was not physical, but emotional. Later Marina confirmed my assumptions. For her, this orgasm was also a new experience. Never before, nothing like this happened to her.
Soon, the girl fell silent, with gratitude in her eyes, looking at me from below. I stopped fucking her in the mouth, realizing that in these sweet moments the girl should enjoy the moment without feeling discomfort. But she, catching her breath, pulled me by the hips towards me, urging me to continue the forceful invasion. Awareness of this particular fact was the very “trigger” that my first “shot” made. I instinctively jerked back, feeling that I did not have time to keep a portion of sperm in myself. But it was worth trying to try to “splash” it in the direction.
However, Marina’s dexterous hands held me, and the oncoming head movement allowed her to sit on my “ramrod” all the way. Thus, my head was deep in her throat, and all the "volleys" of thick seed were made directly into the esophagus. Bypassing my partner's mouth. I read about a similar technique of swallowing sperm in some erotic newspaper. But I never thought that I would encounter this method in reality.
"Shooting" in Marina, I leaned back and fell on the sofa next to her. The girl wiped swollen lips and tearful eyes with a robe sleeve. Resting her breath, she asked with a tired smile:
- Are you always asking for forgiveness?
I laughed, and replied that it was only when the underwear of pretty ladies was stealing.The moment for a frank confession about the daytime trick came perfect, and, laughing at me, I laid out everything to her as to the spirit.
Marina listened to me to the end, and then, unexpectedly, climbed to kiss. She whispered in her ear that she was flattered by my attraction to her panties. After that, I took my dried, for some reason not completely fallen, penis into my hand. She got up from the couch, and pulled me over it, as if for a leash, in the direction of the bedroom. I was taken aback, imagining that in this form we will pass by the door to the nursery. But there was no other way; it was impossible to change the layout of the apartment. That's why I asked Marie puzzled:
- Hello, garage! Where are you pulling me like this? Are you not afraid that Nargiza will want to look out into the corridor?
The brown-haired woman smiled and answered:
- Yes, it is not at home. My mother spends the night today. After all, I was waiting for you “with apologies” ... True, you “apologized” a little differently than I had in mind. Turned the situation as if it was me who had done something wrong.
Then she mysteriously added:
- But I hope you now, nevertheless, apologize to me, as befits a repentant man, huh?
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Alexander, and you do not want to sit with my daughter?)))
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With great pleasure, Mademoiselle. But with you, besides the daughter, there is also a small chest of drawers))
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Dreams Dreams :)
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Why, my dear Janet, dreams? :) With a mutual desire, they are fully realized;)
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uh ... teen sex with an adult woman? Are you still a teenager? hmm ... :)
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Judging by the stated course, the action took place 7-8 years ago. So before you janeta is a well-formed man. So don't get into ...;)
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for what? :) speech in the story about sex between a teenager and a collective farm intellectual. Completely formed now - why should he give it to me? so it’s not quite clear what I’m looking for :)
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“When a man brags about his adventures, it means that he has a lot of complexes. Because the one who is afraid that he will not be heard usually shouts. In general, I believe that public bragging about your adventures is a mild form of perversion, not bestiality, of course, but something like that. The one who has the most serious and serious problems in the sexual sphere is the one who shouts the most about sexual victories. ”(Emin Efendi)
:):):)
https://www.1news.az/interview/143/20120828112959200.html
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There are many different people in the internet and you can find confirmation of the point of view chosen today without any problems, with links and quotes. But personally, I am not here for what any, absolutely not authoritative Emin Efendi is talking about.
And you yourself, judging by your comments, are not a fighter for “pure love”
This is a link to janeta authority.
https://www.eroticspace.info/story/2012-06-26/a-ty-videl-kak-druzya-ebut-tvoyu-zhenu.html
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it was from me not a reference to authority, but simply to the man’s favorite statement :) with which I completely agree.
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But you read and comment. So everything is fine.
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and who says that is not normal? fun :)
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So I say: “fun - positive”!
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Listen, now the author will send us far, for personal letters.
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I'd even say PAZITIFFF :)
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Emina Efendi can pass on the light of my soul, Janet, let him take more acceleration, pick up speed higher, and kill himself against the wall, tries. So tell me if you meet this nerd in your life path)
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continue to laugh :) thank you.
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Oh no, Dearest of all Janet, it's not about me :) If I was a teenager - orange snow would be lying on the street now) But I have two wonderful tribes, about the same age as I was at that time. Yurchik and Maxim. Choose any. I am sure they will manage your mouth as well as I do, there will be enough :)
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"My dearest of all Janet ..." - thank you :) pleasantly.
“If I were a teenager - orange snow would be lying on the street now)“ - hmm ... I remembered last winter ... next to my native city there is a smaller city, so there is snow in areas of different colors - from black to green, not speaking of the orange - depending on the plant in the neighborhood :) so - there is a chance to get younger radically :) on a time machine ride :)
“But I have two wonderful nephews ... there will be enough distance” - hm ... poor creatures ... my uncle has to be woken up, so that a woman could allow them to be dominated by the dominators that have been removed ... clearly :)
“I am sure they will manage with your mouth ...” - well, I believe, quite. I have not yet met boys, thank God, who are not able to cope with a female's mouth :) is not surprised at such boyish ability, in general :)
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Damn, are you so aggressive today?
I read this comment.
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I am the youngest today, just amused :)
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If he smiled, then he wrote for good reason!
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I am pleased that you - nice :)
The chip is not in the orange snow, but in the fact that it is summer outside;) Is this reason for the impossibility of rejuvenation suitable for you?)
Why are the poor creatures, since they have such an uncle, who does all the “movements” for them? Lucky, I would say. I, for example, did not have such a “shaggy paw” that would give me girls on a platter)
Well, at least here your doubts are not found. Believe me, even the thoughts did not amaze you with a boyish ability, in general :)
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Almalyk? Bekabad?
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Not guessed, dear :)
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Rather, Navoi NGMK.
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The branchy elm does not fit into NMMC ... there are rather thin trees ... and there are too many varieties of underpants in the wardrobe ... there is a wider assortment, there is no contingent of takers exclusive ... more and the delivery is also limited ...
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You are right in many ways, but there are exceptions to many rules;)
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Do not tell the figs, the city in which 6 tons of extracted gold of 999 samples are spinning every month (think about the numbers), is supplied ohitelitelno and the Babskie's panties are not a chest of drawers, but you can buy a car for their earnings.
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It is not necessary, but ... I don’t know how it is with underwear, but that is exactly what Navoiyskie for electronics constantly do in Tashkent, although in terms of profit level the electronics are the most superior to the type of garment. And turkdukuks there are digging zonovye there, so there is control over the delivery of junk from the cop side. Again, there are draconian orders there, I was working next to the Uzbekzoloto plant, I know ... a chemical engineer will be there to prank from call to call, and not hang around anywhere.
and the tsifirka is not so terrible;), And in no way connected with the supply, this is not earlier “Moscow-Leningrad”. Salvage throw, and there figure out what to do.
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Aha You drop in to visit the earth ?;)
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If with Almalyka chi Bekabad, then the land, and if with Navoi then so, the neighbor;)
Just realism in detail is not enough. And on the subject all normul. At the very same situshevins were, only my age is older and without overt dominance. Here we have women not emancipated to feminism, they do not suffer from all sorts of perversions. With them, and for simple you can. Wound up in Lulu. And the plant including the scandal;) ... tickle the nerves ...
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Already warmer, Maestro, much warmer :)
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Gorgeous written, read in one breath, smiling from the comicity of the situation, but really - such is the "village vuha." Pleased with a masterful story!
Respect, 10+ and in "favorites."
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Thank you, Maestro, for a full set of laudatory regalia and honors;)
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Cool, also read in one breath !!
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Thank you, buddy, for the positive;) I tried)
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Yes, he has all the stories Cool. I do not even know what to say. Literary talent to describe the realities. So brilliant works were made. You describe life, but the whole trick is how to describe.
The adolescent's experiences are clearly conveyed, and there is no stagnation, everything is competent, concise, interesting, and it turns out that it is being read in one breath. Continue sir, describe your life further in the same vein. I will be very glad to see your works and further. I really want to say more often, but I understand that “Hurry, slow”)))))))
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My dear, regular reader, Demonok! Once again, thank you for your sincere (this is felt) compliments to my works. I am infinitely glad to find such responses, realizing that I am not writing in vain. Thank you, and a deep bow. I promise to continue in the same way;)
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A COOL FUCK WRITE A CONTINUED PIZZDER AS A COOL FINISHED WITH 7TH FLOWS! RESPECT AND RESPECT TO YOU, FORCED XDDDDD
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What can I say?)) Thank you for a kind of positive, continued - the development)
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Ahah, pleased.
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lovely story
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Thank you meekly, Venerable Yenya;)
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I think this story is inferior to others. Sorry, but this is so :) The rest of your "works" are on top! If this happened to you, then I think that you have no end of girls. You are a very interesting person judging by the stories) Would you be glad to just talk with you :) Do you have an ICQ?))
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Thank you for the sincere expression of thoughts regarding the story. There is absolutely nothing to apologize for, every person has the right to vote and own opinion;) In my stories there is not a drop of fiction, but there really isn’t a lack of communication (both close and friendly) with the beautiful half of humanity. But this does not mean that I am selective. Not at all. I answer all without exception. And if the conversation is fastened, then with pleasure I continue further acquaintance. I have ICQ, but I am a very rare guest of hers. Write better to the post office, rather we will contact than in ICQ.
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it is written, of course, with taste, very well and competently, very frankly, that is a huge plus ... because this genre requires, but ... I personally described descriptions of champing, croaking and penis in the esophagus more likely to cause a gag reflex than excitement ... I don’t argue, maybe something like that causes a wave in my soul and body, but not exactly everyone, although this was not your goal, I also clearly realize it ... your goal was to describe your a story. But I’d personally be in the place of Marie, this unit would probably have bitten off, so that it would not be the next time to shove it ..
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Well, what to say) Everything that you are aware of is absolutely rightly aware;) Someone had a liking to someone, no one. Unfortunately, it is impossible to please everyone right away) It is for you, I promise, to write in the near future, something more subtle and erotic. Avoiding "descriptions of chomping, croaking and penis in the esophagus" (c)
I hope this measure will allow me to atone for my guilt in front of you, Dearest Reader, for all the negativity gained by reading my story.
And for myself I will say that I was very lucky that you were not at the place of Marina that time)) I will not specify the reason)
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Oooh, especially for me ?? Very surprised and intrigued, in that case I will be glad to read you.
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Many thanks to the author for a competent, clear and just a wonderful text! It is the “text”, because personally I am very much pleased with the quality of the material and the style of presentation, the combination of the text and other literary “Pribluds” of which on this site (and in our time in general) are vanishingly little ..
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My dear Kukundel, unfortunately, it is impossible to make an unequivocal conclusion whether you are a man or a woman by your nickname and the meaning of the text. But it doesn’t matter, by and large. After all, the compliment you expressed to my story is why it does not become any different. Kowtow for appreciation of my work and a firm handshake (if you are a man) or a light kiss on the cheek (if you are a woman). Read me and more.
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