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luxurious long hair.
- Thank you, Lord! For such beauty! - mentally thanked the gentlemen Alexander.
Once again, marveling at the subtlety and grace of her body, Alexander grabbed her in his arms and carried her to the bathhouse ...
... in the heated bath it was hot. It smelled of fir branches and fragrant herbs.
He washed her gently, washing every part of her body, gently massaged. Especially carefully he washed under her vagina, washing away the remnants of blood, semen and secretions. The asterisk trustingly clung to her man. In her dark eyes, glowing attractive light, Alexander read the love and admiration for himself.
Then Yulduz slowly and gently washed her tired husband.
They drank kvass and naked lay down on warm shelves. She hugged him, and her fingers began to study the male body timidly.
Suddenly, she gave the length of the tirade in her own language.
- What did you tell me? - asked Tamarin.
- I am ashamed to translate these words to you. - Yulduz covered her face with hair.
- But still!
- These were words of love.
- I am your husband, and I want to hear them! He demanded. - And in general I would like to ask you to speak Russian. Well, or always translate what you tell me!
She raised her head, and looking into his gray eyes, said:
- My husband! Favourite! I love you very much. I liked it so much as you caressed me! How to take me. It was so ... I ... You ...
Tamarin kissed her, and Yulduz responded passionately to him. Their tongues entwined, Alexander embraced her thin body. Hands down, he crushed her round ass.
Sated with kisses and tearing off Yulduz, forced him to lie on his back.
Thin fingers reached for the member, and timidly embraced him.
- Play with him! - Sasha ordered and leaning back, closed his eyes.
He felt how emboldened, thin fingers jerked him a little, then the same fingers appreciated his eggs, rolling two balls.
The member stood up gratefully, filled with strength and firmness.
Yulduz began to kiss his body. Her lips burned his neck, walked across his chest, carefully played with his navel. Tamarin moaned, feeling her hot breath, and then her lips sucked his cock.
She caressed ineptly, but very sensually and gently.
He directed her, showing how he liked more. Her nimble tongue licked the head, walked along the entire trunk, and again took up the head. Emboldened, the girl rush, delighted her man.
The tongue played with the head, caressed the trunk, and the sponge slid tightly into the ring, giving Alexander an indescribable pleasure.
This caress turned his head.
With difficulty, removing her from the member, he threw her body over him. And then he spread her hips, and sending a member in the open bosom, dropped it on his petrified member. Once again immersed in the hot flesh.
- Ahhhh! Yulduz lowered with a groan.
She enthusiastically felt again in his hard cock, which brought her pussy itching with excitement, the long-awaited relief.
Her vagina easily accommodated the penis, and Sasha, holding her waist, began to move her. Realizing that you need to do Yulduz moved herself, sitting down on him.
The girl moved smoothly and gracefully, Tamarin saw her muscles show through, under the thin skin.
Sasha, dropping her hand down, felt the bump of her clitoris and began to caress him.
This caress led the girl to ecstasy. She closed her eyes, and whining with passion, rode on the penis.
A wave of pleasure grew, grew and excitement. The member plunged into the hot embrace of the squishing vagina. The asterisk was moving faster and faster.
- Well, just like a rider! - Alexander thought, looking as the thin body of his wife, moves.
- Oh! Oh! Aaaa! - she screamed from the achieved orgasm, and impotently fell on Sasha.
He felt like internal muscles in the spasm of pleasure, with a force squeezed his penis.
Roaring like a bull, Tamarin began to cum, spilling new portions of sperm into a hot vagina ...
They lay relaxed, the fallen member of Tamarin, glossy-glistened with sperm and secretions.The same sperm with secretions of a sticky mass flowed out of the opened vagina. (Erotic storiesYulduz was breathing heavily, lying buried in Alexander's chest, long black hair disheveled and covered their bodies with an erratic fan.
- I will be a good wife to you! She whispered softly. - I give birth to you many strong and strong sons, and then a beautiful daughter! Favourite! Thank you for your love! How happy I am! ..
- My mother gave birth to a father of five sons and a daughter! - proudly said Vitaly. - All strong and healthy, and our younger sister is the most beautiful! Now, of course, they have grown old, the grandchildren are nursing! Here I have, their photos, look.
I took a photo.
The photo was a married couple, people were in good age. But looking at them one could understand that the man was very strong in his youth, old age did not bend him, he retained a powerful physique. But the woman was the first beauty, and even the years did not prevent her from keeping a slim figure ...
Dear readers! I hope you enjoy reading this story!
Always your Alexey Dragunov.
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Dear Alexei Dragunov, you would write love stories.
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Thank!
Romance novels? Not! That's not mine!
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Marina, in love stories all softer, without female anatomy. Although the plot is in the spirit of a love story :))
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A CHARMING PLOT !!! Just Bravo! I am delighted!!! The story has touched.
But there is one thing - in 1972, the girls did not wear jeans. Well, maybe just some hippies in the capitals :)
“... and Sasha was zealous between them.
Tamarin caressed her clit, kissed her labia and squeezed her buttocks, making Yulduz wheeze with pleasure. He reveled in a juicy vagina, bleeding sweet sugary nectar. He listened to her hoarse moans, kept her wriggling body ". This is the moment that made me laugh - I presented “HONORABILITY” :))) Well, and then - vagina, vagina, etc. Is it possible that a woman’s beauty cannot be sung in any other way but by precise anatomical terms?
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Dear Neferttiti, and the words “vagina” and vagina, “get me started more than say“ the grotto of love, ”“ the cave of passion, ”and similar phrases found in romance novels.
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Dear Marina!
Yes, I understand that this is a matter of taste. I personally hate the "grotto of love" and "the cave of passion", but at the same time I can not stand the "vagina" and "vagina" equally.
Here, after all, what's the matter - this charming story is written as a very romantic tender love story. No wonder you yourself compared it with a love affair above :) And suddenly, amidst this wonderful story, you come across VLAGALISCHE. It sounds a discord. Lost the unity of style. A single, coherent text suddenly falls apart and loses in quality.
I always enjoy reading Alexey's story. And I know that he can write well.
In no way do I want to have “passion caves” in this story :))) But the vagina is also not the place. There are hundreds of other ways to portray the female body in SUCH tales like this one.
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Yes, you are absolutely right, But if I honestly completely lost describing the beauty of the female body there, and prefer some vague phrases or common words. We need to carefully read your stories and take a master class.
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Marina, do not take an example from my texts :))) Everything is too sweet there. I do not think this is the best sample of porno stories. Pay your attention to other authors.
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Hmmm ... a double comment!
I don `t know what to answer ...
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Alexey, you do not say anything, but just think about what I am trying to convey to you :)
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Dear and respected Nefertiti Mitanii! I would like to personally contact you. And what vulgar or vulgar in the vagina? Or Vagin? Or a member? Or is it better to let pussy flashes? The names of the genitals will not change. I am also against all the grottoes of love and the caves of passion. Then my stories are best categorized as female romance novelties. I write describing sex, human feelings and passions, lust and lust. And ordinary people. And in the ordinary, prosaic life there is no place for the caves of passion and jade columns!
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You are right, Alesya - “jade column” sounds silly :)))
I suggest you decide which style you are writing. If here is so gentle, as Marina expressed it, in the spirit of romance novels, then give up the notorious vagina. And if hard, beating backhand, then add the heat! That's what I'm talking about! UNITY STYLE! Decide, finally, with this.
You have a great story almost always. Well written images. But there is no unity of style.
And by the way, the word “member” is a very good word, which cannot be said about the vagina :))))
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That's right, jeans were not worn. I will say more: women, in general, did not wear trousers (not counting tights), but eastern women could not even imagine such a thing. In the men's fashion was squeak-pants from small velvet ... "Come from a deaf Siberian village" - I must say the same. This is for the American philistine the whole Siberia-deaf taiga, where bearded men wander in an embrace with bears ... Planes did not fall then, it was just difficult to buy a ticket on them ... They told an interesting story, I liked it, though the heroine was too advanced.
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The story is excellent, thanks to the author. Very gentle, touching and romantic - Nefertiti Mitannian rights. And exciting to the same - from myself add. But if we talk about style and any roughness, then I personally amused by one phrase - or rather, a piece of the phrase: “Between the crumpled remnants of passenger seats was a man, RIGHT, REALLY A YOUNG GIRL”. Applying formal logic, I would like to ask - forgive me, but what, young girls are not exactly human humans? ... Call it a nagging person - I won’t argue - but do not these quibbles scratch the eye and, accumulating in the mass, eventually kill the overall impression of a wonderful story? ... I understand that it is very difficult to read my stories, especially when you are not eager to share your work, but maybe it still makes sense to spend as much time reading as you can? ... This and to many other stories on this resource applies, ie only to this.
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Sergei! But I also want to note, and that a young girl cannot be a man?
It is your opinion! You can apply the appeal to the girl and in male form! Paramedic for example.
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Oriental women were just wearing pants. Bloomers are pants.
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