The literate divorce of a girl for sex is poetry, my fish. Learn while I still give lessons pickup, and then so will pussy masturbate to gray hair.

Going into a decent institution do not rock the boat, the girls will not swim away. Here the main role is calm. So-so and understand, and better on a nose hack!
Personally, from the first seconds I feel the atmosphere of the club and after that I feel like a fish in water. I can, and I can. I want to go with the flow, I want to dive deep. And everywhere I get high! This, my friends, is sex-fishing. This is not the time to get drunk with vodka, if, of course, you want to catch something. You are still inexperienced fry, but I come out a kind of wise piranha. So hold on to me and it will be good for you. You look, you will grow sometime and to my level. In the meantime, I need a bigger fish and a bigger one in order to throw caviar. And you observe my debugged actions - it will come in handy yet.

In the eyes of the light of lust, and I look like I am squinting, with cunning. Violently, predatory ... Carnivorous - in (Remembered the word prettier)!

Freshwater fish in the usual mossy dummy is not found. You can't find her here in the afternoon with fire. And in order to catch such a big booty you need VIPs. I mean contacts, acquaintances, visits, penetrations. All this is a pledge of your entry into the higher atmosphere. Of course I have all this. You, fry, this only dream remains. So be content with what is.

Here I was lucky enough to meet today a real beauty. Mermaid, if you want. To myself, I immediately christened Ariel. It's all about the hair. Shimmer, God forbid, all the colors of the rainbow. Redhead such. As for the appearance, then everything is in complete order: the legs are from the ears, the skin is blood with milk, the eyes are drowned!

“Here is a mess!” - so I said, marveling at her grimaces and nomads. But the lyarva are able to bring this peasant up to white heat with their demonic dances alone. Then straightened like a string, then crouched down to the floor, as if an invisible piece of music was built into it. I argue that they also moan at the same time, only music shouts over everything and it is impossible to say with certainty for sure.

- Hello! - I say. - What about? - I look at her with my corporate look, I dance around.

- Well hello. - says such, they say I see you for the first time. - All is good.

- One here spinning or with a pad? - I'm interested.

- With a girlfriend, what do you want? She says and looks with ever-increasing interest.

- I wonder what such a beauty does in such a remote place as this. - masterfully give out a compliment to me.

- The girlfriend called, says the music is good here.

- Music is shit! - I say honestly, so that I think later that I always honestly say - Very bad. Nothing.

- Why are you dancing then? - She asks with interest, it is clear that I clearly intrigued her.

- I something. Yes, it is a reflex. Tuts-tuts - legs go to dance themselves.

- Clear.

- Well, I'll go then. See you.

In the meantime, my little princess is dancing, I decided to warm up a little before the night of love, which I was just guaranteed after such a sickly tackle.

Went away to the old woman, and there stands a roaring cow, snot on his fist pulls. Mascara flowed, ebalo in crumbs. But that I spread her mascara, the girl in tears, which means that someone should comfort her.
It may not be my profile, but, as a person experienced, any knee-deep sea wears out. Yes, and the face does not curve. For sexual discharge just right. Tits, pussy - all with her. There is something called for holding. Yes, and I do not like to beat the bone, you know.

So I’m already driving her into the Tolkan and putting her mouth on my kukan. Poems, epta! I say, divorce is your poetry! Well, I am the last romantic in this utterly rotten mercantile world.

In the mouth like in the desert. And you will not think, looking at all this phlegm on the face. I rammed it dry. Theoretically, she was sick.Although admitting honestly one mean male tears, I still said. It would be better to have allocated a drop of grease! But your body as they say you can’t order.

Something she rested with her hands, but I deftted them so dexterously to the sides and continued my dirty work. While she was sucking me, I still crushed her milking with my left hand, and with my right hand it somehow happened that I grabbed a roll of toilet paper. Good, however! Corrugated. How I love. I'm talking about paper in the sense of. It's nice when the owners of the place think about you, but for the most part they all hang some shitty, thin. Even amazing! In time I laid siege to myself, saying that it was enough to spoil the underwriting, and then the guards would break in and put a snout on me. Just kidding of course, but with you, fry, this can happen in the light. On one or two! You're still quite green, and asking for trouble. But what am I doing here, it's time and honor to know.

Yes, I vytsepil quality blyadyugu today to defuse, nothing to say. Swallows perfectly.

I hear someone behind the door crumples.
- Busy! - I say. - Big on the street shuruite! There is nothing to roam here.
- Discover! Police. - I heard a powerful voice. - Guard, I wanted to say. Open more lively, then one Tajik is bad. Vodka drunk, tired. It is about to belch.

They didn't even give a quick end, bitches! I had to unlock. What can you do. Do not be silent with them to play! Break all the same. Only worse will be. Although, what could be worse than Gaster, who spies by the toilet on your quick sex partner? I lost my sexual appetite right there.

It is time for me to go see how my princess feels there. Do not herd over there for her herd of men. I go in search, but something neither on the dance floor nor at the bar there is no princess. Point and played, I pereral, I confess. To miss such a fish is like a crime!

I find it, to my liking, on ottomans with an ass mummy pedra next. It is strange that no one flies right in the chill-out.

- Maybe move to places not so noisy? - I suggest to go. I do not like to chat. Moreover, it is still quiet and there are no other hungry males.
- I'm not going without a friend! Do you call to yourself what?
- What is there to catch, they drove to my hut! There quiet, smooth, but grace. The place to have cute fish under the tail ...
- What?! - hatched on my eyepieces.
- I say, the place to dance your wild dance, and on the whole ugrat, your mother!

No sooner said than done! Remember, drochery, how to behave with a woman. They are like fishermen, they feel any trembling, any fluttering. So while you are there to crush your boobs - the prey will jump off the hook.

Without waiting for her consent, I get up from the ottomans and move towards the exit, on the way invitingly wagging my ass. After such whirling tail, any sterlet will follow me into a pool with a head.
One problem only arose this time - a friend got stuck. Only I do not sew. He told his conspiratorially Ariel that there would not be enough beds for everyone, they say, let them go home and send their korefanka. Surprisingly it worked smoothly, I didn’t even have to stomp anyone. And after all it I in the easy.

I catch a taxi, but I myself already imagine how I will tear up this mermaid in my own chambers. We are driving through the city at night, and my bare knees do not go out of my head. I pay off with the bomb, look at him, and I myself mentally pull it down onto her angel face. In a taxi, I basically do not start the fun, it is important to “energize” the atmosphere and not to frighten the victim at the last moment, but that was the case, they got out of the taxi, and the chick ran off and the gardens were gone. What it found - xs.

We go in the entrance, and I already have 22 risers in my pants! I do not want my girl to see my premature desire. Covering the house with my hand, and as soon as I can distract her attention with all sorts of nonsense:
- Here, the plaster here peeled off, and there the schoolchildren jager drank usually, here someone coped in need. - I understand perfectly well that this will not be an exciting factor for her, but there is no place to go.

We finally went to the hut. I began to hurry my swine, but not ...