You know, there is such a mood nivpizdu. Everything seems gloomy, rancid, like stale margarine. Cops constantly stop and men do not give.

Nonka lay on the couch, holding up her gorgeous ass, and twisting her full thighs into a tight knot. She was sucking on candy, and a plan began to emerge in her head. Not to say that the plan "Barbarosa", but also Planetz, for a woman in the prime of life is the fact.

- The black stripe must be erased with radical measures. When everything has gone deep in the ass ecumenical conspiracy, it is worth deceiving the universe, waving the oblique hem of the skirt.

Then the Babylonian harlot came to her mind, who had a boundless army of handsome men, but was interrupted by dumplings. Here she was suddenly annoyed with marble meat, and she wanted dumplings with onions. I called my manager and with one click of my finger I got a freak. In nature, everything is harmonious and balanced. Therefore, grabbing pluses, we must pay tribute to the big minus.

Reflecting, in this way, Nonka was dozing the candy, got up, took the phone out of the bag, and started looking for lunch. Who would fuck in this joyless period of life.

So-with.

Andrei trichuyael: fucked perfectly, handsome as a god, clever in tactical places, if not in troubles about the parade. He fell, wrung out, got up, bummed, ran. No, this is such a product that does not spoil until it decomposes and is odorless, young and as a gift, you can stir up the holidays.

Alexey, hmm ... Experimenter, innovator, dizelek of creative ideas. Let him live.

This is not that dick is short, zaipal their suffering and poverty of the mind.

Reflecting, thus, over her list of Schindler, Nonka stopped at the dude who was sprayed by the mistral of wit and rolled concerts of verbiage to her beauty. A sort of sharp exquisite self-torture. It has been listed but not yet tested. Apparently, it was designed for such anxious days.

She tapped the sharpened diamond claws on the phone's display with Morse code, put the phone to her ear and waited for the subscriber.

- Yes.

- Kotya, hello, it's me. Myr-myr.

- Nonochka, sweetheart, my happiness! What is required? A truly wonderful day.

“Rejoice, baldness, grace over you,” - she wanted to sing Nonne into the phone, but she only grunted, inwardly screamed, shaking the sofa with a small chill and said:

“Olezha, my dear, it suddenly dawned on me that hundreds of incredible lightnings cut the sky and the thunder of thunder flew through millions of cellular communications in order to collect you in a huge city. Maybe we will meet, sit down, think about the eternal, come into contact with the cosmos in its countless equivalents. (Fuck what am I carrying?) After all, life is a protracted leap from pussy to grave, calling to have sex, eat and change panties.

- Nonochka, my pretty baby, I am happy. In an hour I am waiting for you in the cafe "Xanax".

“I will,” Nonka slammed her eyelashes and pressed the hang up. - Already jerking his muscle there.

On what only you will not go to refract a situation. Peace to all of you, send you tries ...

Nonka entered the cafe, and time stopped her run.

Unchained gait, promising sex without boundaries, self-confident manners, every body movement starts from the crotch. You can't frustrate this, but it is always ready.

Olezha sat in the depths of the hall and fascinated watching her. His mouth was half open, the tip of his tongue looked out, trying not to fight in agony, restraining himself in one place. The glasses gleamed with NATO telescopes, the nervous movement of the hands ended with a thud of fingers on a wooden surface.

The heads of all the men present were folded at different angles, from sharp to obtuse.

Nonka flowed, snaked and clung.

Olezha jumped as if scalded. She watched him warily, staring at the sea nymph.

Pushed back the chair, pushed under the juicy ass with such a thud that unwittingly and the staff became interested in a nice couple.

- Nonochka, happiness, I did not like to see you at all. I thought you were playing all the jokes with me.

- Well, you, Olezha, you are a lyrical hero: honest, gentle, again, you sing songs with the voice of sirens. How can I not appreciate this moment? I found the time, got out to you - and clap-clap with my eyes.

- What will you eat?

Nona loved to devour. With such a Caribbean ass do not sit on a diet. Such asses are cherished and cherished with seafood, bolognese sauces and pasta, with a stop for shopping.

- Seafood salad, pancakes with red fish and mojito, perhaps, for a snack.

- Girl, take the order.

When the waitress departed, the conversation began. Throughout his Olezh burned with an Olympic torch, shone with wit and nervously twitched his left cheek.

Nonka leaned on the salad and assented, nodding her head in black curls.

Mojito went on the second round and Nonka got it:

- Olezha, do not retire to us? You will tell me about the projection of the leg on the hypotenuse, show it so to speak clearly and defiantly. If you, of course, know how.

- Nonochka, you are my wonderful miracle. Well, of course - and his breakthrough jet, cold sweat.

“Lord, the incarnated sexual hallucination got to such a peasant,” thought Nonka, and said with a wave of her fringe:

- Then what are we waiting for, start a corvette and drive us to our sex.

I must say that Olezha was a strong man in terms of business. He gave him all his free and working time. He also spent his holidays in business; he had little to do with women. All real estate transactions, markets, funds, charts and dow Jones indices were his main and beloved woman. Nonka was surprised how quickly she spun it, took possession and tamed it. It seems that women had little in life. We'll have to writhe in the hands of a maniac. Eh! Was, was not!

Swinging her cunt, jerking pink lips with petals like collet clamps, Nonka jumped into the leather haze of a Range Rover.

And he drove her to the sunset under the musical rime of the Vienna orchestra.

Having passed the gate with the guard, having wandered through the winding veins of the cottage village, they arrived at their dream.

Olezha’s house was impressive, especially the lawn stretching into the distance with the light green serpent of early grass.

- Maybe this is a golf course? - wide-eyed, uttered in amazement Nona.

- You can say so. Here at leisure I dabble with friends.

- And the pool?

“From the back of the house,” said Oleg proudly.

- Hmm ...

- Well, what are you Nonochka, pass, do not be embarrassed.

- I'm afraid to go blind. Just a minute, I will focus my eyes on the threshold and jump into a beautiful, pathetic, gothic life.

Upon entering the mansion, and after a quick look at the chronicles of high life, Nonka thought that she could only please him with her beautiful, highly spiritual body and divine flower. Everything else he has available.

To exacerbate the situation and exaggerate the colors of the story, one can say that Nonka experienced a respectful thrill. If a glazed bust of Olezha were hidden in the corner, for kissing hygiene, she would not hesitate to give up her lips to be torn apart.

- Nonochka, honey, what do you want to drink?

- To give cheerfulness and joyful song to my soul, I would not give up whiskey with ice.

“Of course, dear,” said Olezha, tossing his jacket aside and untiing his tight tie knot.

He went to the bar, chose a thick glass, (apparently Churchill drank from him, Nonka thought) poured two fingers, dropping the ice. Also to myself.

He came up, held out a glass and a viscous look, saying:

- For the meeting, which took place and further developments. We will! - slammed in one fell swoop and stared python at Nonka.

“Something I’ll do.” I am even ready to believe that I have a soul, it has become so dreary on her, ”but she drank the whiskey in one gulp.

While Nonka was burning her insides into whiskey, Oleg began an intricate conversation, from which Nonka made only a couple of phrases; to ride a horse and hit the reins.

“Commend this moment,” Nonka woke up, “everyone flew away, and I missed an important part.”

- Nonochka, I have unusual desires for sex ....