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with the noise released air.

- Essentially: in the deep ass I, Laura-Eleanor. So deep that, as you were right to point out, you took a bath, prepared a razor-eyeglass, a brand of acidic ... I just decided to get out of the street before emigrating, take a breath of spring air in the end. And there you sit, you want to do the same. What do you think, if it's dark, so I can't see anything, right? Fate ...

He fell silent.

- So what are you ... you ... if fate - why did you take me to sell? - asked Laura.

- Well, that's downright and "sell." For one night only ... no one gives you into sexual slavery. I would take you, safely take you home, return you to mom and dad ... And you just get high - with such experienced males to fuck ... No, you're right, Laura: I'm terrible rubbish. I'm shit. I do not know how to live with it. I'm confused, Laura. A week ago, I lost all my business in their cards. Do you understand? The point of his life. And they offered me to exchange the debt for one night with my girlfriend. Just one night. For three days I persuaded Sonya, I begged her on my knees ... She left. Forever and ever. Another two days I booze. Then he decided to finish with everything. Then I met you ...

- And I decided to use as intended? - asked Laura. She was calm, even though her eyes were glistening with tears.

- At first, no, Lorochka, honest pioneer! In the beginning, I just saved you ... and not so much you, as myself. I was happy about not dying. And just happy for you. I was so grateful to you that you ... And then ... Then I realized that I could do all this. It was necessary only to give you a presentation. And ... well ... if I had thrust a virgin to them, they would not understand ... What a nit, Lor. What should I do?

- Let's go home. Well them.

- But I can not, Laura! I signed all the papers. Already then. There was a persuasion: if during the week my girlfriend does not sleep with them - I lose everything. You see, everything!

“And if I tell them the truth?” I'm not your girlfriend?

Kohl swallowed convulsively.

- Then I ... also lose everything.

- And what, you're just like this ... me ...

- Do not hurt me my soul, Laura! - Kolya shouted. - I know myself a pig. But ... if you save me, - he opened his eyes, - I tell you ... you ... Well, you understand, Laura. With money, with business, I am not at all the last piece on a chessboard. You will be the main person in my life, Laura. The most important. The most ...

I will? - she asked, making a special accent.

Kohl was silent. Silent and Laura. Then she swallowed and stood up.

- Well ... Already half past. I can be late ... I hope they even feed me there ...

- Lor! - shouted Kolya. - You ... what are you, to them? Or ... run away?

- Do you trust me? - asked Laura, copying it.

Kohl stopped, and she left the room.

9.

... At the very gate of the cottage, she looked around.

- Loraaaaaaa! Loraaaaaaa! Stooooy! ... - Kolya rushed to her like a devil, raising a sandstorm around himself. - Stooooy! Stop ... - he ran to her, disheveled, gasping, and grabbed her by the bare shoulders. - Stop ... Himself ... go ... Wait here ...

Five minutes later he went to Laura, who was standing at the edge of the sea, grabbed her and dragged her away from the cottage:

- Everything, Laura! Everything! I gave everything. We are beggars, Laura! Let's go Goodbye! ..

He threw her on the sand, not letting her speak and cry:

“All mine is now not mine, but these freaks ... except for my conscience.” I sat, Laura, when you left, and thought it was better: to drown, to get acid ... or go to them. I chose the right solution, Laura. I ... I love you ...

They rolled on the sand, becoming the same color with him - a naked female figure and a disheveled male.

The few beachmen squinted at them, trying to figure out whether they were making love, and when they saw a man's ass pulsing up and down - they turned away, smiling awkwardly at each other ...

***

Two days later, Kohl, gasping, shouted to Lore:

- About us ... they will write soon ... "the terrorists ... again blocked ... the toilet of the plane ..." Aaa ... aaa ... Aaaaaaaa! ..

The waterfall roared around again, drowning out the groans of the dazed lovers.

Catching his breath, Kolya took out a pink vibrator, similar to a long-legged mushroom, and gently put him in Laura's foot forward — so that he completely disappeared into it, covering the clitoris with a flat cap.

- Feel it in yourself? Now it will be the most interesting ... Wear pants. Come on, come on, - he gently persuaded her, - come on, like this, here, vooot ...

Packing Laura in clothes, Kolya opened the toilet door and pushed Laura into the salon.

She walked, listening to her every movement. Pink mushroom slid into it, pulling the pussy almost like a living member, only gently, without pain. I was scared to crawl on it, jump, spin the whip, and Laura struggled to keep her hips rushing into the dance ...

- Sit down, sit back ... sat down? All is well? Now hold on ...

Kolya clicked off with a remote, and in Laura a ticklish, sweet-sour, unbearably stupefying trembling trembled.

- Aaaahr! - breathed Laura. - Turn off! Turn off quickly! What are you ...

“Everything has its time,” he grinned, hiding the remote in his inner pocket.

- Turn off! - Laura ached. - Well ... well ... aaaaaaa!

- What are you going to fight me, or what?

Laura really wanted to cling to him, but instead, with a groan, she broke into a chair.

They were looked at with interest, and she closed her eyes, determined to keep everything to herself.

A shiver grew in color waves spreading all over her body ... Her jaw clenched, as if her teeth ached, Laura moaned, swaying from side to side. (Erotic stories) A ​​lump of unbearable moisture swelled inside her, and all her senses turned inward, into the iridescent mist of a body that blossomed in pleasure that she had never known before.

The lump grew, stretched in trembling density - and wasted into nowhere, and Laura along with it. She was burning, dying and being born there, inside her body, holding out a groan with all of her strength, and did not even notice how shameless Colins fingers her nipples through her clothes. The orgasm in which she melted was sweet, bitter, sour, hot, chilling, and anything else, and it was only in her, and the whole Universe was also only in her - in a vibrant stream of bliss that was seeping in the depths of her body. ..

“Well,” said Nick, when the hellish machine was turned off, and Laura was whimpering at the bitter languor spreading through her body. “How was your flight, Laura Mandragora?”

- Freak. Moron. Pervert, Laura moaned. - Well, why do you disgrace me so? Well?..

She arched like a cat, her nose buried in it.

- And tell me, Laura - Eleanor ... How did you guess?

- Nuuuu ... First, do not scatter notebooks for the entire number.

- Oh, you're a curious magpie!

—... Secondly, I was the best scout in the children's camp. All the groups lured me, bribed me ... And thirdly ...

- What is the "third"?

- In the third - and so from the very beginning everything was clear.

- That's really all?

- Well, or almost everything ... That's downright you took me with you from pure altruism.

- Why not refused?

“Because ... you know why.” And you're so stupid. Why it was impossible for a simple whore to hire and pass her off as his girlfriend?

- Laura ... do you know that you are the perfect person for business?

- Yes?

- You and I will wind up such a thing! We will start all over again. I'm with you ... we ... Are you sleeping, or what?

- Uh-huh ... The day when it was all ... is this a number?

- March ninth.

- The ninth ... It is now we will have a holiday cooler than the eighth ... Eighth you me ... punched ... And the ninth ... you ...

She fell silent.

“For the first time in my life, I was not a nit for the ninth,” Kohl thought, holding her close to him.

17 comments
  • March 10, 2014 11:37

    Do you know how to write fairy tales)

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  • March 10, 2014 12:00

    For sure. Good tale suggesting a happy ending. Not an ideal hero, in which ideals defeated long-forgotten, buried under a pile of life junk. The only thing I did not understand, what she decided to cut the veins. In general, this moment was a little unconvincing for me.

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  • March 11, 2014 3:46
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    Teenage tragizm zahkalil :) Judge for yourself: from a long-awaited breakthrough to freedom - no buzz, at home - sadness is green instead of a holiday; :)

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  • john (a guest)
    March 10, 2014 13:04

    lepota

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  • Michel (a guest)
    March 10, 2014 14:28

    It’s great, as always, except for the first intercourse in the c / a ... With your romantic mood, you could think of something more refined ... This is of course my opinion, many probably on the contrary, like to have sex in such “Narrow” places: )

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  • March 11, 2014 3:47

    The fact is that this is from his own biography, moreover from the most romantic part of it;)

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  • March 10, 2014 15:52

    Read, as always, interesting. And, here, the impression is very contradictory, as are the images of the characters. Kohl I first introduced myself as a boatswain Roma from the cartoon The Boatswain and the Parrot, a hefty tough dude, confident and good-natured, ready to lead a silly girl like an icebreaker barge through life. Then, he turned into an ordinary business asshole, a product of the gloomy nineties, living by the principle: how it came, and left, to live with wolves - to howl like a wolf, etc., etc. and juvenile psychopathic turns into a normal woman, like an ugly duck into a swan. Who they will be in the future life and how they will behave, we can only guess. With equal probability we can assume various options ... Put +9.

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  • March 11, 2014 3:49

    So in fact this is how it happens most often in life: people turn out to be completely different from what they seem at first glance :)
    Moreover, here they change under the influence of each other. Ivan Ivanich, whatever one may say, presented Laura with a holiday and made him believe in herself, and by her sacrifice she made him become a normal peasant :)

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  • March 11, 2014 7:17

    in the beginning, I wanted to be presented with Ivan Ivanich on March 8)))) and in the end ... at the end too))
    I remember once you said that you do not like heroes. Yes, I think this is what your heroes attract people to. They are alive and capable of mistakes. In general, your heroes are perfect (within the framework of reality, of course)))))
    Py Sy. I expected something fantastically pleasant from you on the eighth of March, I waited. Thank you, Human, on behalf of the female group ST))

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  • March 11, 2014 8:12

    And why are they talking about a fairy tale?)) Quite a real story. It happens) Thank you, Man! Just balm on the female soul))))

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  • March 11, 2014 9:13

    I will not argue that you write well ... But this is not ideal though it hooks and hooks you into this pleasure)

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  • March 11, 2014 9:14

    I have one fantasy ... but I don’t have enough words to put it into the story ... Would you like to help?)

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  • March 11, 2014 11:41

    With pleasure! Waiting for fantasy LS.

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  • March 17, 2014 19:11

    I can not go to my page ma ...

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  • March 17, 2014 19:12

    And still you could not tell where is HP? did not understand everything

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  • May 10, 2014 14:53

    On this page, in the uppermost line, the second knop on the left is Messages. You come, on the right a green long button Send the message. Click. You write a message in a large pkne, and in the small window above it - “For” - you find the addressee, Chelovekus. Well or me :)

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  • Twig (a guest)
    March 17, 2014 1:31

    cool, happy to read, even woke her husband with a giggle) even the mat did not strain, well, in general, super !!!

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