I expected that my legs would get so wet, almost slipped on the linoleum and did not spread in front of my dear guest. But there were no more surprises and I was able to devote myself completely to the sweet fish. He laid her on the bed gently and began to undress, brushing off the scales. I managed the dress smartly, but I had to tinker with tights. What just do not get rid of these beauties in the winter evening. Already two pairs pulled the merzlyachka!

- Will you take off your pants? - She asked when her toilet was finished. To admit, I was even a little sweat from the strain, because floundering in warm winter trousers was too hot. And the sweatshirt was still on me. So here's my advice to you, start undressing from the elevator, especially if it turns around in winter. And do not trick any sweatshirts under your parade pods, then you will not end up having problems! It's asexual, I scream to you.

So I lost a lot of time messing around with these rags, but my bolt was right. Strong, streaked, he already wanted to eat a drooling dumpling. But I am an experienced person and I know that the dumpling itself is not in a hurry to slobber, so I myself began to moisturize the passage to the heavenly forests.

He worked as a tongue on her okoliziziem. The girl relaxed, judging by the moans and was already bending the back, which meant “take me - I’m all flowing!” He came in a jerk and then everything went and went.

Trivial frictions, of course, the matter did not end. I drove it under me. And somehow it happened that she already licked me ochello. Here are the ones on! For the first time I have this experience, I want to admit. Although chums, I say that I regularly force the girls to use a tongue to clean the chimney. Inexpressible feeling, I'll tell you so. A bit unusual, but wildly turns. These are the pies with fish.

My fix idea for today is to fuck a beauty in the ass. I insisted on squishing a member in a knight, and I come out of it to conquer a new peak. I ask how she is, do not mind if I come from the back door. She nods, they say come in, not locked.

Poslyunyav abundantly palm, held where it should be and stuck it. But it was not there. It turned out that the virgin Ariel behind, so you need to tear the thread. And she puffs, almost cries, but does not take back her words. Itself asked for it, so I took it for the gills. Little by little, but I put it on the kukan. Do not even stick, but rather screwed. Here, the main thing is to be careful, delicate lover. That as zavereshit.

Okay, I think there's nothing to do without lubrication. Sent the poor thing to the kitchen for a jar of fish oil. Limping with grief in half otparila from the bedmaker ..

- Look there on the shelf, there should be a bottle of fat.

- It's dark here at least eye out! I see nothing.

- The bulb burned out, the new one was not screwed up for the time being. - I say. - Let your eyes get used to the darkness.

- Where is the regiment hung then say at least?

- To the left of the doorway poke.

I hear, sadarabulas about the regiment.

- Eeee, easier there, not in the china shop! Search come what is ordered.

- Fuck, have patience. I'm here for the first time. You want too much.

- I hope the last one.

- What? What are you saying there?

- Nothing. Do not be distracted from important business.

- So, knock some cereals.

- In-in! For buckwheat should be.

- There is a jar of honey. Will go?

- Do not touch. He is a grandmother.

- Who? Honey?

- Not. - I could not stand such utter stupidity. - I fucking!

Remember, boys, we have a short conversation with a babe. No scratching language. The language they are given and is given to process our boyish personal belongings.

I dragged back. Well, I greased abundantly, not sorry ...and fight !! I just feel - it smells fried, that is, not fried, but something unpleasant. The smell of sex does not make it clear at first what the stink is.

- Oh, you problyaduha! - I began to see clearly. - Who is this here dips ?! - I roared. I think from my cry she defecated again.

In order not to lose my dignity, I grabbed her hair and with anger tightly put her face in excrement. Frankly, the smell of intestinal exhaust slegoniku hooked me. Falos, as he stood with a stake, and stood on. For a second it seemed that he even declined in the diameter (I HAVE SEEN A BALL).

- Fucking shit !!! How did you not keep track of your valve? What does not hold the bottom already ?! - scolded her and defamed what the light is worth. To mind, of course. This whole situation began to remind me of cracking scat porn. Now I understood these perverts more than ever. So if you, the fry are without hair, you have to stand up for some reason, then you shouldn't be shy and blush. This is the norm. We are all perverts deep in the soul. And best of all, it’s best to give way to this shit (in the literal and figurative sense), otherwise some terrible diffusion may occur and your intestines, exactly like the subconscious mind, will break the fuck.

The girl waited and swallowed snot, begged her to spare and stop pulling the hair, poking into the feces. And really enough for her today, I decided.

I took my grandmother's comb from the pier glass and began to comb her disheveled hair.

- Oh well. Stop crying. - I said. - I was joking. You never know who does not happen. This may happen to any teluhu.

- I did not want. Accidentally ... it happened by chance. - choking in tears, she said.

- I believe, I believe that shit happened by chance. - I continued to run a comb over her head. She must understand that she has nothing to fear. - Shit happens.

- You will not offend me? - asks and eyes loops. - You will not humiliate more?

- Ches word! No more spit! Here are the cross! - I answer. - Want to tell a joke?

- Anecdote?

- About Cheburashka and crocodile Gena.

- And he is funny, huh? - asks and snot sucks in itself.

- To tears rzhachny. - I was a puffer. - So listen, beautiful.

They walk crocodile Gena and Cheburashka through the city. See, is a big cake. With one finger, Gena touched, licked and said: “Shit!” Cheburashka did the same and said: “Chocolate!” Gene tried again and said: “Shit!” Gene repeated and then Cheburashka took and ate the whole cake and said: “And yet you were right, Gene! It's shit! ”

- Ha ha ha !! - burst my princess. - This is the funniest shit I've ever heard. Tell me more. About Petka and Vasil Ivanovich.

So, guys! Remember, what a powerful stream of ions carries His Majesty the Sorting Humor. In case of an awkward pause or here such a teary situation, as I happened to, always use the prepared anecdote. Fortunately, they are available for all occasions.

Jokes so heated our blood that we did not hesitate to do the dirtiest sex in our lives. It was, no less, a revelation, a violation of taboos. (Especially for eroticspace.info — sexitails.org) We smeared with fecaloids, licked loam from our heels, stuck our nose where we shouldn't go, and eventually got a powerful orgasm from our blatant actions. So, gentlemen, good, I discovered a coprophage.

We were awakened by the first rays of the sun. Her hands wrapped around me, and she herself snuffled at the back of my head.

I reached out and emerged from a warm, albeit dirty, bed. Quickly he slipped into the toilet, did his business there and went to the kitchen. He hastily made a breakfast of buckwheat and grandmother's honey and went to wake Princess Ariel. Entered the disgrace and ... was stunned.

How terrible she was, I tell you. And the matter is not at all in the shit stuck to her hair and neck. Here it is a matter of appearance: the teeth are crooked, the nostrils of the backside-up, the legs and the wheel, the eyes, like those of a piglet.And a belly, a belly! Not a belly, but an apron!

How could I lie down with such a grymze? This is incomprehensible to the mind! I bet that without divination and sexual magic is not done here.

Remember to the end of your days, guys. Appearance can be deceptive. Maybe it will. So much so that in the morning you can sleep crazy. So I think I went. I went. Poehavshiiiiii! And - la - tru la la!

So! Enough! It's time to put yourself together. Let a bunch of shit, but still. In my right mind and memory I finish this story. See you again, my fishes.