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If you agree to execute them, demand everything that you see fit.
- And what, if not a secret?
- I love horses. Let you be my sexy pony. You are all so stately, small, dark-haired, with a beautiful booty that obscures my light. I'll be your driver in a sheik's multi-colored robe.
"Oh my God! Just now I was happy about the sun, focused on fucking with a dude who I don’t want, I had something to grow in myself, I had a little singing strings, I walked like a temple and you! Just do not sell cheap. ”
- I want so much - and, taking the lipstick from my purse, I wrote a figure on a napkin.
Looking weak-eyed, Olezha agreed.
- The sum is all at once and now.
- Of course, honey.
He went into the office, located in the corner and decorated with a monumental door. He returned after five minutes, holding a tight envelope in his hands, and handed it to Nonke.
She grabbed his sleek handle, and he disappeared like smoke from a plastic bottle of an addict in the annals of her bag.
- What should I do?
- To get started undress. Then we define as we go.
Putting the glass on the marble table, Nonka began to undress.
What to say? The devil was good: juicy liquid tits, looking at the world with pink quartz nipple, full hips, rubberized stockings and milky agate rushing out, were fascinating, tight tummy interspersed with a sweet navel, and, of course, an ass of a Caribbean hot chick, from whom it was impossible to tear off sight. The convex hemispheres were so good that it seemed to cry your teeth and sprinkle out honey, as if from a juicy apple.
Oleg admired the slowness of movement, maddening grace, and his count stood on end, tearing the mustang out. He felt like a cowboy pacifying a wild fiery horse.
- Nonochka, take off her panties and a bra. Stand on this soft carpet with cancer.
Nona got cancer, arched back and gorgeous ass opened the gaze of a madman, intoxicating velvet anus, interspersed with two moles.
Olezha shook with ripples, ran to the bar, poured whiskey and drank in one gulp. There was relief in which unnecessary goals dissolved.
He threw off his clothes with a jerk, approached the standing Nonka and ran his fingertips along the back, soaking up the velvety skin. He stopped on his ass: he squeezed the hemisphere with his hands, bent, and clutching with all his urine, began to greedily lick. His rough tongue polished Noki's ass, like Goya's pasta, a glass lens - clean, masterly, easy and clever.
Nonka wagged her ass with pleasure, and bulged her even more, letting her tongue into the little chocolate slit. He did business there. A wave of the strongest excitement rolled on Nonka, she was ready to give a posh buttock to the mercy of this minute.
But, Olezha was flawless in his madness. He rose and went deep into the huge hall. I fished a leather saddle out of the dresser, and returned to Nonka with the fanatical gaze of Father Torquemada.
He looked a little like a drunk in front of a mirror, which bazaar with dry lips for the past and interrupts itself.
Nonke wanted to jump up and tear the claws out of this masterpiece fantasy. But the money at the bottom of the bag overpowered this moment.
- My wonderful Ponochka, let me wear a little ass and fit the saddle. With him we will go to the emerald city to the terrible and mighty wizard, ask for Olezhka wheel of fortune and a small cart of ideas - he sulked in postalcoholic amnesia - well, and Nina, as Gingem will take me there, turning over kilometers of chic buttocks, and knees rustling on the fine sands of the road.
The blood froze in the Nonkina veins, a couple of times she swallowed saliva and shook her curly head, driving away the delusion. Obsession has not gone anywhere.It fitted a wildly saddled leather saddle to the Nonkina-covered back-cover. His fingers stuck to the body with sticky greed. He was shaking with excitement. And when the picture of the century was almost complete, with one stroke of sperm he finished his masterpiece, polishing Nonkina's ass from adversity, which were to meet in an endless journey.
“I don’t know the clever words (be silent the lieutenant), I wouldn’t like to break my fanaticism with my amazement,” thought Nonka.
Meanwhile, Oleg settled in the saddle on the back of Nonka, as if he had walked all his life on the sidelines of such ponies. Slammed on the white hemisphere, why the priest Nonka became agitated and went in goosebumps:
- But, my Bucephalus! We have a road ahead, so we start slowly and go to the trot.
Nonka began to rearrange her arms and legs, carrying the weight of a hero who was seeming with long legs. In the heat of the moment he raised his hands and began shouting slogans:
- I'm a little horse And I do not live sweet
It is hard for me to carry my burden, the day will come and I will leave her
I'm a little horse but I cost a lot of money.
And I'm taking my big wagon from there to this shore
Nonka seized a terrible inner jitter, turning into a wild cry.
- Remember? We go and eat a song, - he whipped her with two hands slamming on the buttocks.
Nonka drove him on her back, like a molded mollusk, and sang, and tears rolled from her beautiful eastern eyes, making her way.
Olezha sitting riding masturbate. His dick was picking up color and power, like the banner of a superpower. Suddenly, he said - tpru, hitting his legs with his heels on the sides and came down with her, like David to the suffering.
Sooty Nona breathed hoarsely and cursed her legs. Fell on the chest, leaving behind his ass, than this lover of perversions and took advantage.
With a cavalry step, he ran up to her, and spitting reekly on his ass, drove his dick out of the way with a bang in the expiring working sweat of his ass. Nonka vzviznula, but he strongly pressed his hand on the saddle and clinging to the mane Nonka began to hard fuck her Caribbean ass, going deeper and farther into the loose relish of guts. Her ass opened up so much that when his stake came out of it, the black abyss looked right into the soul, beckoning with its unbridled chaos.
Nonka from such a performance began to end violently and for a long time, shaking with her whole body, like a regimental horse after running with obstacles. She was wheezing hard, which brought Olezh to insanity and he finished in jerking ass with a dick.
Nonka fell, shouting:
“The hunted horses are being shot at the crossing,” she turned off.
Oleg stood and watched his sperm flow out of Nonkina's ass. He jumped and stuck his mouth to her, sucking every last drop.
“Here, fuck, God sent eblan. I think, from now on, my life will flow in a smooth, milky stream, ”the last thing that came to her mind.
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Unusual story! Everything was beautiful, but very short sex. I wonder how much this fantasy is?
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I will say in my ear at the meeting))) I think, Beha, if you only sat on Nonkina's back, you would have finished right away)))
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Snezhanochka happy to meet! And I like to jump on me without a saddle, but I didn’t cry with Nona!
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Snezhana, give me a kiss! What a wonderful story to fuck a perverse fantasy of a man! I hope Nonka did not sell! Damn, cool.
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Thank you, girlfriend)) Enough for Amsterdam !!!
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Oh oh! :)) When under the saddle Caribbean ass, there is a hefty sense to take a valocordina! +10
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Mua, shoe !!
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Good girl! Very, very much. And the style is sustained and easy to read. Well, let alone the author's sense of humor rolls over. From pure ... I put 10
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Spasibki !!!
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Py Sy. I understand everything ... I do not understand just where the knowledge about the Guyi site comes from ...;)))
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Optics Designer I)))
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Here spasibki !!! :)))) And then I have the last ... twenty years of nonsense in the brain :))))) Who is Goya - I know perfectly well, just did not understand why the paste was named after him :))))))) ))))))
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A ray of light in a dark kingdom. True, some points are not disclosed.
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Yes, the author has no problems with the sense of humor.
Disyatochka.
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and identity))))
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I agree)))
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The jury of the “White Nights” competition has passed to the final review and public discussion of the competitive stories.
https://eroticspace.info/forum/threads/590/page-25
By lot, the first to drink this "sweet" cup fell Snezhana Denisova.
The review of this story was scribbled by the Honorary Miss "Through the Looking Glass" of our competition Anfisa T.
So:
Snezhana Denisovna "I am a little horse"https://eroticspace.info/story/2015-05-11/ya-malenkaya-loshadka.html
I didn’t really like to read this story, but the first line struck me outright:
"You know, there is such a mood nivpizdu."
Undoubtedly, the intriguing beginning is an indicator of the great master's handwriting.
The last time the first lines of the story aroused such strong emotions in high school, when reading Anna Karenina. Lev Nikolaevich, knew how to bewitch from the first line, but even he had to spend a whole paragraph.
It is said that at first, Lev Nikolayevich planned to begin his novel with a phrase that became a textbook: “Everything was mixed up in the Oblonskys' house”, but then decided to add about families:
“All happy families are alike, each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.
Everything was mixed up in the Oblonskys' house. My wife found out that her husband was in connection with a French governess in her house and announced to her husband that she could not live in the same house with him. This situation continued for the third day and was painfully felt by both the spouses themselves, and all family members, and household members. All family members and households felt that there was no point in their cohabitation, and that in each inn, people who happened to come together were more connected to each other than they, family members, and Oblonskys' household members. The wife did not leave her room; the husband was not at home for the third day. Children ran all over the house like lost ones; an Englishwoman quarreled with the housekeeper and wrote a note to a friend, asking her to find a new place for her; the cook left yesterday from the yard, during the dinner itself; the black cook and the coachman asked for a calculation. "
So, with Tolstoy, you will agree - long and boring. Snezhana also managed to convey the same set of emotions and meanings with one word “nivpizdu”.
The author knows better, but for me the title of the story “I am a little horse” is overloaded with meaning. It would be more correct to call it shorter and shakier: “Nivpizdu”. Then the review could be made shorter and write simply - nivpizdu.
As for the plot, it did not leave me indifferent. However, allusions to Anna Karenina suggest themselves: Everything is mixed up - horses, people. As in Tolstoy’s novel, where the most dramatic and vibrant scene is the racetrack race, where Vronsky ruin his favorite horse, Frou-Frou, by breaking her back in selfish sports passion. So in Snezhana, the apotheosis of the story, is a frantic gallop and subsequent anal fuck: “With the cavalry step, he ran to her, and spitting relishly on her ass, drove his h & y from all in on the exhaust into the expiring working sweat of the ass.” Few would argue that such bright syllable classics of Russian literature, did not even dream. However, borrowing the main plot moves from the classic of Russian literature does not do credit to Snezhana Denisovna;
Judge for yourself here are two excerpts:
1) "... He barely had time to pull out his leg, as she fell on one side, wheezing hard, and, making vain efforts to rise, with her thin sweaty neck, she fluttered on the ground at his feet, like a shot bird. The awkward movement made by Vronsky broke her back. Still not understanding what had happened, Vronsky was pulling the horse for a reason. Once again she was all hammered, like a fish, cracking the wings of the saddle, stood out her front legs, but, unable to lift her backside, she immediately shook herself and fell on her side again. With his face disfigured with passion, pale and with a shaking lower jaw, Vronsky hit his heel in the stomach and again began to pull at the reins. But she did not move, but, having snored the snore in the ground, she only looked at the owner with her speaking look.
“The horse broke its back, and it was decided to shoot it.”
So with Lev Nikolaevich Tolstoy, and now an excerpt from the story of Snezhana Denisovna:
2) "... Olezha while sitting on horseback jerking off. His x & d gained color and power, like the banner of a superpower. Suddenly, he said - tpru, hitting his legs with his heels on the sides and came down with her, like David to the suffering.
Sooty Nona breathed hoarsely and cursed her legs. Fell on the chest, leaving behind his ass, than this lover of perversions and took advantage.
With a cavalry step, he ran up to her, and spitting reekly on his ass, drove his dick out of the way with a bang in the expiring working sweat of his ass.Nonka vzviznula, but he strongly pressed his hand on the saddle and clinging to the mane Nonka began to hard fuck her Caribbean ass, going deeper and farther into loose gut gum. Her ass opened up so much that when his stake came out of it, the black abyss looked right into the soul, beckoning with its unbridled chaos.
Nonka from such a performance began to end violently and for a long time, shaking with her whole body, like a regimental horse after running with obstacles. She was wheezing hard, which brought Olezh to insanity and he finished in jerking ass with a dick.
Nonna fell, shouting:
“The hunted horses are being shot at the crossing,” she turned off. ”
Find what is called ten differences. If I correctly understand the creative trend of Snezhana Denisovna, then in the next story Nonku will be tr * hhat the whole train, and then thrown under the locomotive? It was much more honest to call this story a remake of the novel by the respected Lev Nikolayevich, or at least to write a dedication to the great author.
In fairness, it is necessary to note a strong distinctive finale, served as a brilliant dessert, after a boring lunch. The best erotomans and the main perverts of Runet will be read for a long time by this paragraph, bright as Mozart's musical phrases:
“... Oleg stood and watched as his sperm flowed out of the Nonkina ass. He jumped and sucked his mouth to her, sucking every last drop. ”
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