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- Well, what, Goshenka, - the lender asked, - when will you bring denyuzhki? Tiktachut watches, tomorrow the percentages will run, and in a month, I'll beat you in a bitch, I'll roll you into the asphalt!

“I promise no later than the day after the day,” Goshenka puffed out his wild head.

Coming out of the ill-fated restaurant, the young man went in search of ... treasures, perhaps?

Where he had to take such a lot of money that he had long given for an apartment? There were only two options. First: jump off the bridge, the second to go running. Georgy chose the third: he called a friend.

A friend was in a hurry, asked him to come to his home, and for memories of his student years, to tell about his problems.

After the third glass of cognac, Gosh said that he borrowed money from very serious people, and if he didn’t give it back in time, then they would actually roll it on the asphalt.

“I won’t borrow you,” said Victor, and I don’t have that much money, but I’ll give you a job. For a few days, you will repay.

Then he opened the secretary, took out the money and handed them to Gaucher with the words:

“It’s certainly not a lot, but it’s enough to shut them up with throats.” Bring your gangsters, and tomorrow morning in my company, be like a bayonet and without delay!

- And he said that you will not borrow, - grinned, Gosh.

“This is your payment for your upcoming work,” Victor turned serious, like an advance. So all the rules.

Without explaining anything about the work ahead, the former fellow student let out a friend, saying that he was waiting for the uninvited guests.

In the morning, George was sitting in the waiting room, admiring the secretary's pretty face, waiting for him to be called to the deputy head. The company was engaged in something incomprehensible, something like “Horns and hoofs”, from the famous novel about rogues. “If only I’m not a drug!” He thought sadly about the work ahead, which was in financial time trouble.

Finally, the secretary made an inviting gesture into the office of a former classmate. Inside, having greeted Victor, Georgy sat down in the offered chair and turned into a hearing.

The man at the table, finished signing papers, took a serious look at the new employee, and suddenly offered to let his pants down and show his member.

- What are you with oak fell? - Gosh was indignant

- Not at all! - the employer explained, I suggest you to earn some money by gigolo. You teach old women, they give a lot of money. In your position - refuse, there is no reason. And by the way, too, show your ass. Suddenly you will be interested in fagot? They pay more.

- Here's another! - but lowered his pants, showing his pretty love instrument.

But did not show the ass, in the hope that it is not needed.

- And how much do your clients pay? - the debtor has become interested

- A lot, - the employer summarized briefly, - you have enough, the price depends on the client's erotic fantasies. Our firm does not knit brooms.

- A engaged in the production of coffins? - continued the joking saying the new employee.

- Yes, you do not drift! - Victor smiled, - now they will take you to one old woman. You will fulfill all her whims, and a rather impressive amount will settle in your wallet.

- What is right now? - The newly appeared Alfons marveled, - and what is the sum?

- Do you need money? - called the amount of Victor, from which the new employee dizzy

- Yes, - said George.

- Then go ahead! A car is waiting for you at the bottom. I’ll chink the chauffeur.

Soon the city was left behind. Steel flickering cottages. Twice in front of them opened barriers, passing into private territory. Finally, Lincoln drove into the warning gate.

“You have two hours,” said the smiling chauffeur, who was stunned by the appearance of the palace in the Empire style, Alfonso, “I will wait here, try not to linger ...”

Bypassing the marble pillars, the man stalked through the automatic doors that opened warningly. In the huge hallway with two stairs leading upwards, the “Old Woman” was waiting for him.In appearance, a woman could be given any number of years, starting from 30 and ending with 60. “Rich up to insanity! Surely plastic did more than once? ”, The hero-lover thought.

- You will perform, everything that I order you !? - semi-interrogative semi-affirmative, asked the buyer of male love.

“Yes,” the man answered briefly, climbing the stairs after her.

Upstairs they stalked into a room upholstered in floor-to-ceiling fabric.

- I will call you Voldemar, and do not dare to resist! - She said, and disappeared behind an inconspicuous door.

Waldemar sat down in a burgundy chair, wondering what his woman would want. Soon the woman appeared in a rather sexy outfit, consisting of black panties, trimmed with sparkles at the edges, with frank oval holes, both in front and behind. The man admired her well-shaven pussy in the style: "a la schoolgirl." She was pretty. Probably, she was carefully cared for, not letting her go too far.

She looked young and chaste. Both neat breasts with correct nipples were shown off, from the similarity of the bust of the same black material as the panties. More precisely, he only turned them around, supporting and charming him with his beauty. On the head of the beauty was a top hat, in the hands of a black lacquered cane. On pretty legs there is a similarity of a sabot, laced ankle-strap from a shiny black material.

From the look of such a charm, my hero was charmingly excited. Seeing this, the woman asked him to undress, which he did immediately. Then she ordered him to kneel down and crawl to her on all fours. For that kind of money, Gosh was ready to crawl even in his bellies. Although he was a little frightened by the cane in the hands of his future mistress, which she had got by the neck, laid on his shoulder.

- Bow your head, Waldemar, - In the voice of a woman appeared coarse, commanding notes, - you deserve punishment for wrongdoing! And you will be punished!

Then she walked thoroughly over the man's pope, ordering him to express gratitude and ask him to hit harder.

Voldemar remembering what he had promised, realizing that this was a game, did everything as the hostess ordered. It should be noted that the cane was not made of wood, but of some kind of soft material and, although it was painful, but not so much as to talk about it. Having finished the execution, the “old woman” ordered to approach her and kiss her bosom to prove her love. Waldemar had a great experience in this business.

Having embraced the charming ass of his mistress, the newly appeared Don Juan, having stuck out his rather long tongue, began to lick off the pleasant taste of the woman’s charm. Helping lips sometimes kissing or stroking, sensual petal. It should be noted that Gosh loved cunnilingus. He liked to bring heavenly pleasure to his past mistresses. He was a professional in this business, mainly because he was excited by the taste of juice leaking from his heart. He liked to kiss pretty lips and play with his tongue with a beautiful petal. A man often managed to bring a woman to orgasm, using only his tongue, plunging him deep into the depths of the cave of love, and licking the gates of sensual entry.

The mistress was passionate. Probably, she had not had sex for a long time, or she was an explosive, sensual person. Grabbing the ears of her servant of love with her graceful handles, she is glaring at her claws, briskly turning her hips, with a force pulling her lover's face to her source of pleasure. From the side it looked like a performance of erotic dance. And if the lover had not been kneeling, it would have looked that way. Soon the woman decided to correct the annoying misunderstanding. He pushed his head away and with the words: "Get up," - pulled her ears up. She liked the ears of her lover so much that without releasing them for a second, the woman dug into the lips of a man with all the fervor and passion. Several times, gently biting her lover's lips, let her stick her tongue, suddenly bitten him painfully.

- What hurts? - the woman laughed, looking at the man's face, he frowned slightly in pain, - I order music here! Do it, - once again open ...

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