to their innocence, these girls were trained in everything that a man can expect from a woman.

The gifts of today pleased the Ruler. Old rascal Patick knew how to serve his master. The girls were marvelous and not similar to all previous ones, but the Ruler saw not a little! Sweet languor filled the Ruler, he was in anticipation of fun, the beginnings of which he marked with a nod of his head. Immediately, all the servants evaporated from the apartments of the Ruler, in which only two guards remained, whom no one considered as people, but a bunch of brocade, under the name Sufet. He also commanded the cotton of the commencement of the Great Ublazheniya ceremony!

Like smoke, brocade, silk and muslin enveloped the flexible and young bodies, at the same time hiding and revealing the beauty of each virgin. The music crawled under the ceiling, throwing clothes off the girls in overflows. That seemed high chest, topped with ripe black grapes, promising a sweet and tart wine. And two ripe strong melons were already standing nearby, gracefully transient in a tight, like a vine girl camp. The hands of virgins fluttered in the air, freeing their mistresses from unnecessary clothes, and at the same time caressing the bodies of other girls. The rustle of the hands, the quivering breath of the girls merged with the prominent body odor of beauties smeared with oils and incense. Gradually, the girls, their hair, sighs and the remnants of their robes, entwined in one tangle, inevitably approaching the ruler’s box. They were like a tide, inevitably advancing on the shore, which was the bed of the Lord.

Heaving Sky was looking forward to this rising tide. He closed his eyes and felt the veil gradually sliding down from him, as hundreds of fingers touched his body, plunging enjoyment into the waters. The ruler always closed his eyes. He liked to feel in these moments the bodies of girls clinging with their charms to his Power. Only the most courageous and skillful girls could deliver the inconceivable pleasure to the Lord. Only those who were able to cope with the Bearer of Heaven remained in his harem. The rest waited for the lot of ordinary maids, at best.

But today something was wrong. The ruler was already rather tired of these awkward touches, why so far none of these girls had bothered to take the main wealth of the Great Lands into their stupid hands? In extreme irritation, the Ruler pushed aside the bodies stuck to him and opened his eyes, someone will answer today with his head for ...

A curious picture appeared before Vanya Okhlopkova’s gaze. He lay on the chic tradrome. Not less than 50 square meters. Bed linen was the very thing to eat rich. All colors of the rainbow. From the quantity, beauty and quality of naked girls head just went round! Wow, what just was not! What just was not! The size of the breasts began from the second to the fifth. And this is just about. Pussies were in the widest range! All colors, haircuts and no hair at all! Vanyuha only had time to jump from one causal place of girls to another. Hah, he didn't even look at the faces. Where there! He simply did not have time to get a good look, as the look was attracted by another woman, with her treasures. Looking around slightly, he still turned his gaze strictly in the center. With his whole body, Vanyusha shook like a virgin in the first sex. At the same time decently sweating.

About eight amazing bodies bent over his personal belongings! Two, or three of whom stood to him with their front parts, quite frankly sticking out their front parts. Oh, and the view was, oh and the view! Vanyuha could not stand it and gave a loud - WOW!

The word that had not been heard before the village in these great walls, albeit from the Ruler, forced the owners of a stunning view from the back to stand upright. At the same time revealing to the Ruler himself, and as already understood by Vanya, his POWER.In the place where the genital organ, commonly referred to as a member, grows from men was HE.

How it could grow from a person at all was not clear. Telegraph pole, here is about a comparison came to Vanyukh in the head. On this pillar, crawled beauty, all in oil, duck in the oven. I remembered the ruler of an old Soviet cartoon, where a boa constrictor measured parrots. There the length of the boa constrictor was 38 parrots; there were five women here. They rubbed with everything that their mom and dad kindly rewarded them with. The first to Van, the blonde, as far as breast size was enough, grabbed him, his mother was honest, what can I call, well, this is what grew between his legs and rubbed like a soldier like a badge. Another, brunette-like, lay with her back on HIM and made herself a massage, pushing her legs off the bed. At the same time she was divorced with legs exactly in Van. Vanya looked, yes, brunette. Then there were three more girls, but their ways to give pleasure to the Ruler, Vanya could not see in detail, far.

The fleeting joy from the proximity of such a heap of beauties, was replaced, of course, gradually, but surely by increasing anger. More boldly means you imagine the quality of performance means! That's the same ... That's how to call him after that! So many women, what women! What a desire, what an opportunity to realize a desire - all for nothing! Well, Petrovich!

- Enough!