1. My sex life. Part 1: January Report
  2. My sex life. Part 2: February Report
  3. My sex life. Part 3: March Report
  4. My sex life. Part 4: April Report
  5. My sex life. Part 5: May Report
  6. My sex life. Part 6: June Report
  7. My sex life. Part 7: Report for July

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01.06.13

Lenka said that she was not a lokushka of some kind, so when I soaped up for her husband, she went to my Kostik. This time Borka closed the doors on all the locks, and only then he started working on me. We tried everything in their apartment - on the carpet, on the sofa, in the bedroom, and in the bathroom. The second time he could not finish everything, forced to suck and at the same time to caress his nipples. It was already in the bathroom. I had to please his dick for a long time, even the hand raised to the male nipple became numb. But leaked in the end.

Then they sat with Lenka in the cafe and bellowed, mimicking their own during sex, and especially had fun showing their orgasms in their faces.

02.06.13

Yesterday, when I arrived home, Kostya was not himself all evening. Is he tormented by her treason? Well, I myself thought the whole evening what to do. You can’t say that while he is here with Lenka, I was tumbling with Borka there! And in general, not at all jealous ... And then the dear suddenly offered to go to some other city to unwind. So I do not particularly like all sorts of ruins and ancient castles, fortresses and all such garbage. But, I think, can move away from their remorse. In general, let's go.

Entered the hotel. And the next morning I was so lazy to be dragged somewhere, to look at sights ... I began to play around - then I would throw off the blanket, then wrap myself up, then shake my boobs, then stretch the blanket higher, keep the bottom open, but scout my legs, shine with pussy. Kostya and could not resist. In general, spent the whole day in the room, dear I did not even allow me to dress, so I stayed naked until the evening. Well, and of course they fucked, slept, ordered food in the room, fucked again and fucked again.

03.06.13

Today, with Dima, she was finished ... Something incredible was. Either I ate something, or he, but I fought so that it seemed to me that I fell under the rink. Even in the ass from a neighbor was reluctant then, so he did not open the door.

05.06.13

Phew! Now nearly slept. My stylist Venya came. According to rumors, he is bi, and in terms of manners from behavior to clothes, he is typical gay, but he has sex with me with great pleasure. Began to choose my bride's hair. Well, of course I sat on his dick. And they discussed it - I twisted my hips and turned over the catalog, and Venka squeezed my boobs, and sometimes started to toss. It was just my understanding that it was necessary to jump as it should, but here I hear - the door opens! Well did not begin to sit down and groan all the way! She barely managed to jump off the dick, smell the robe, and Venya fasten her pants. My Kostya is in the doorway, my eyes are mad, my finger beckons me. Well, I think, fucked me came. She herself didn’t come after him, she’s flowing from below, panic in her head, and he hisses: “What is this fagot doing here? To fag in my house was no more! ". It turned out, I forgot all the documents on the car, well, I found out with Venya. But in a less decent form. A minute later he jumped out, swearing under his breath. Gee ... then my penis put a member of my mouth for about five minutes - I also became nervous. She gave me cancer, but somehow Venia wasn’t particularly zealous, and I barely reached orgasm. So now just put him out the door right after he finished. I didn’t even go to the shower, so pussy and squeezed with a palm so that the sperm would not leak when accompanied. She said that in the Salon we will choose the hairstyle.

06.06.13

Kostya came early today. And I didn’t even wear a robe - in shorts and a small free topic, when all roundness strives to fall out every minute. Molested-molested. Even sucked a little, well, as if in between times without an orgasm. And then joined in the shower.I played in the hulk, and my dear kind of raped me. Continued in bed. He climbed on me and forced me to raise my legs high. Cancer set. Finished at the same time, when I sat on his cock. My dear stallion, lasted today great, I really wanted him to fuck me in the mouth according to the latest tradition, but my orgasm made me lose it.

07.06.13

We fly with Lenka to Milan! On the defile ... Sorry for Dima today was not. Kostya now just sucked, did not want to fuck - all thoughts are already there ...

09.06.13

Just arrived. Kostya missed, only took a shower, dragged into bed. I had to part legs, although tired. Tomorrow I'll write everything in detail.

10.06.13

In Milan, everything was cool! Wow, come off! Unless Lenka and I were like twins - in little black dresses, high heels, black gloves and black stockings. Even the jewelry is the same - wide collars of rhinestones on the neck and talkers in the ears. Quarreled a little in the room because of the same ...

Already after the show, we sat at our table to the last; a broad-shouldered boy approached us. We immediately made a stand, some unlucky plans were also in our plans, but no one has yet withdrawn us. But it turned out that this is the bodyguard of the defile sponsor. He asked in tolerable Russian whether we were prostitutes, and we, flirting, in one voice answered that we were not prostitutes, but honest davalki. Then he invited us upstairs, to a separate box to Mr. Ivica Satesic, I think so ...

The box turned out to be luxurious. Ivica, the man who pushed the speech before the show, which boils down to "how wonderful that we all gathered here today," sat in the depths on a huge sofa, far from the panoramic glass. Bodyguard gave him a pill, and Ivica said in Russian that now the medicine would work, and slapped his knees ... Damn! Only now I understand! Well, Viagra was ... Well, for sure - a little blue pill, but the day before yesterday I was afraid that the man had a bad heart, such as how he would endure both of us ... Well, we drove ... In general, the bodyguard wrenched off. And Lenka and I perched on Ivica's lap. They drank a little, he stroked us in the ass, and we, giggling, unbuttoned our shirt and with our nails, we whispered on the shoots on the chest. The man was a healthy, beast-like, with bristles overgrown to the eyes and terribly wool. Then our playful pens got to the fly. We took turns shaking his dick, and soon he got up. Lenka and I exchanged glances rather — the man’s appearance did not deceive us — the member was impressive. By this moment dresses were already dropped from our shoulders, but we still wanted to play. Therefore, with laughter, they jumped off their knees and began to undress. Left only in stockings and shoes, not counting the decorations, my friend and I knelt in front of Ivica, and he tried to catch our tits. The one whose nipple caught his fingers had to suck a little. In between, Ivica gave us a drink and a snack. At the end of our game, he had already stopped catching, kept his palms still, and Lenka and I crawled tits on them, trying to get the nipple between our fingers - so we wanted to serve the mouth with a gorgeous cock.

Then my girlfriend and I got cancer on the couch, ass to Ivica, and he alternately spank dick us on the pussy, saying: "Well, who is the first?" We are laughing and shouting “I! I! ”, Twisted ass and tried to implant. And in the end they were already laughing to tears - the man really could not choose who to shove until the girlfriend herself clutched at his dick and tucked herself. I howled that was so unfair, but Ivica immediately pulled out and entered me with a swing, by the balls. My body was already full, so I stooped and, putting my hands, grabbed the man by the buttocks, pushing him into myself, to feel the hard hot head deep and deep. Ivica growled, growled, enjoying the impaled me, and began to tear up with all the dope. True, this did not last long - Lenka almost jumped alongside in anticipation of the dick. So very soon the dick was in her, and I could only listen to her cries with envy, and pull the pussy loose. When Ivica pounded me again, the friend did not wait for nothing.She straightened, they began to kiss, and men's hands were on her boobs and between her legs. Well, I'm worse. Lenka was bent over to the previous position, and I, too, clung to the peasant, and hard fingers began to work me out. Not dick, of course, but also cool, especially since the boobs cruelly crumpled, and the nipples are already whining from the unceremonious treatment.

Then Ivica set Lenka ...

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