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my member and, crouching, pulled her to him.
- Put me on the knee - I commanded, - hold on to your shoulders and do not be afraid!
She did everything silently, clapping her eyelashes on me for the glasses (she didn’t take them off). I gently put this “a la tampon” inside.
- Well, how? Not tight?
- You are a magician! - she clapped her hands, jumping. - Everything is great.
“It's good that her panties are not kapron” - flashed a belated thought.
Katenka got dressed, I tried to help and interfere at the same time, but she managed. We went further. I took the bra from her with the words: "It is illogical - without panties and in a bra."
It was fun to watch her, as she asks questions about God and sometimes talks, standing without panties, even in pants, but tight, without a bra, covered only with a waistcoat (a light blouse) shifts from one foot to the other - she certainly feels the pants inside herself and at the same time from her mouth she smells of fresh sperm (I checked with kisses every time in the elevator).
When we finished the first floor, Katenka approached me with the words:
- That's all. Finished. - with regret and immediately abruptly passed - I have so much buzzing inside that I am ready to fuck with the first person on the street.
“Why on the street if I'm here?” - my hand was already stroking her ass through the pants, and the second was crunching her breasts, which was so felt even through the clothes. I grabbed her ass and literally brought in the elevator that opened on time. In the elevator, we had no time for talking - our mouths were busy with kisses. I crushed her "pussy", she quietly oykala, very erotic - probably I moved her improvised tampon. I lifted her into the apartment, I could say, holding her weight with one hand behind my buttocks, she squirmed on my fingers and moaned in my ear. She started to unfasten as early as in the elevator and in the apartment immediately threw off all the top, turned her back on me, leaned about the pier glass, saying:
- I want so!
I pulled off her pants, sat down, fumbled the tip of her panties and pulled. They slipped out like clockwork. Rising, I licked Katya’s honey legs, seemed to be in the ring of the anus, because she jerked her ass and said: “Not now.” “Aha! So it will be “later”! ”- and entered it again from behind. We looked into each other’s eyes through the mirror, getting more and more excited. She laid her cheek on the nightstand under the mirror, took off her glasses and began to bite the handle, immediately becoming like a young teacher-student. I roared and planted it in such a way that she almost hit the top of the head in the mirror, despite the fact that I myself held her by the shoulders. She screamed and began again to reduce the vagina - finished. (Erotic stories) And went limp. “Uh no! I will fuck you! ”- threw her on her shoulder, ass forward, and carried her into the bedroom, on the bed, moving her finger between her lips along the way. On the bed, I threw her legs to the head, she threw her arms herself - it turned out that she stuck out her ass and spread her crotch and anus. I went inside again. She began podmahivat. My balls beat her right in the ring of the anus, and once a member jumped out and poked her ass. “Come on,” she breathed. I ran my fingers from her expiring pussy to my ass, smeared the “back door” and pressed my head to the anus. She parted her buttocks with her hands and bit her lip.
- Painfully?
- No, ok, go on - without unclenching her teeth, she answered quickly.
I pressed and (Oops!) He slipped inside. Katenka went limp again. I had to take it. In the literal and figurative sense. For a long time did not work. I started to cum.
- I want to mouth! - Katenka filed signs of life. I had to take out the “horse” and I began to splash onto it right between the divorced legs, on my chest, stomach, face. Katya, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue, tried to catch the departing drops.
Finally we calmed down.Staggering, Katenka reached the bathroom, there she mumbled water and began to hush in the hallway. I, having thrown over a dressing gown, looked how she puts on.
- I have to go.
- Where I live you know - come at any time.
She smiled back.
- Do you drive to the elevator?
We went to the site, she launched my hand under the robe and gently stroked me. The elevator came, she pressed the first floor and, squeezing a member for the last time, left ...
And I wasn’t brought a computer game that day, I called, promised to fix everything, compensation and a gift, but that's another story ... or a fantasy ...
PB "s
May, 2013
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Good by the author. Add the story to the category "Humorous".
In the end there was not enough choir of fat black women who sang the solemn HALLUHIA !!!
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Thanks for the idea, be sure to use it)
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Opanki, Deer - all familiar faces.
Give the author guidance. Without your gay tips, he is a poor fellow?
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Only here the author liked the comments))
"Gay tip" and where is it visible here? Oh, I'm sorry gay and even pidarasty deer seems everywhere, yeah.
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Deer.
I like the drum that it seems to you there ...
Okay, I forgive you, but this is the last time ...
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I do not “forgive”, but take on my own account all the above. Your words, yours are yours for them and keep the answer. And without BUT! "In the drum" - and he answered, - you lied, and got confused. Do you always have Deer, or are you a SPECIAL incident ???
So take you back, your imaginary generosity. I still would not appreciate how not to try.
Don’t bother yourself more - sign up better, and for the next time, write to the PM, I’ll not read, but at least your nature’s poverty will remain behind the scenes. At the same time, the works of the authors will not be filthy, by your knowledge of the pussy that you mentioned here, on your own initiative.
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Leon, I wanted to write, to you and Dilan in a personal, but you have no stories, no personal ones. Therefore, I am writing here. You 007 generously forgiven, as I understood, not for the first time already. Why are you picking it up again?) They wanted to spoil the author with someone else’s hands, but it didn’t work)
And stop bragging that you are a fag, there is nothing to boast about here, trust me)))))))
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In a personal response!))
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and I liked it))) get 10+
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Thank you.
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Well written! good job! But it is better not to cum in her mouth after anal)))))
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Indeed, somehow missed
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Good story))) Put a solid ten)))
Did not like one of the reviews. A guy with a registered nickname praises that he is gay (((I understand that there are enough perversions here ...
But ... we don’t have Europe and it’s not worth boasting about our own non-airs)))
I think so)))
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Expensive. If you mean donkey Sancho Panza, then do not pay attention to him. He often boasts that he belongs to minority sex. Probably thinks it is fashionable.
It even seems to me that he is mentally retarded. Sorry for him, poor fellow ...
Well, well, I also liked the story. 10+
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Every person indulging srachu on the page, not what is no better member.
For story 10, + original idea.
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I also liked yours, PB's, story) I gave a high estimate) I have a reason.
But, still, I really want to comment on the commented.
Dear Dilan. Sracha on this page, I do not see. On this resource, in every tenth story, they arrange such trolling that the mother does not grieve))) Moreover, some authors write comments to themselves. And bad and good. The man himself confesses under one of his stories that he wrote to himself)))
So why did you, Dilan, write your comments under the comments of the girls? (Dilan re-read your comments, you missed at least three words, maybe you were in a hurry?)
The answer is covered above. In the comments 007 and Leon. They grappled a bit. 007 most likely knows Leon, and his homosexual inclinations are not acceptable. Leon even asks him for forgiveness, but then snaps again, and bears some kind of utter nonsense, apparently provoking 007 to the conflict. That's where trolling is.
So why Dilan wrote his comments, under the comments of the girls?
Yes, because Dilan is also a fag. Everything immediately falls into place. They are proud of it.
For-e - bali you already gomosyatina. Not the Netherlands with us, and not even France. It’s gay there, but we love fagots, only fagots. Do not meddle with normal people!)
I apologize to the author, but really got it already ...
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Thanks for the praise * smile embarrassment *
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