the soul, not fixed on the counter, but lying in the washbasin, with all the pressure, gushes forth and floods the bathroom floor, leaking through the door and God forbid, to the neighbors below.

- Shut off the water! - Commanded by the silently arising behind Zalina. - Where is the rag? Go to the room, there seems to be your phone ringing.

The telephone really rang, and the conversation was important, on working issues, lasted about 10-15 minutes. By pressing the end button, I see Zalina in the room, who patiently awaits my attention.
- What?
- Maybe you know where there will be a rag cleaner?
- For what?
“I'll wash the windows too.”

It turns out that she not only coped with the consequences of the mini-flood, but also washed the floors in the bathroom, the hallway and in the kitchen, and now she is eager to induce cleanliness in the rest of this unsightly apartment.

- Maybe even repair will make this hostess from the bounty of the soul? Will interrupt.
- Well, then let's drink tea. I baked the sweets, try them, they are delicious.

Not Zalinka, but lovely!

... At the beginning of the second call I try to attach her to the blowjob. Not only gestures, but words hinting.
- I do not want, DD, do not be offended!
- I'm not offended, but what's wrong with that?
- Nothing bad! But I hesitated sucking every day! - having seen my surprised look, he recovers, - well, if not everyone, but very often. 4-5, and even 6 times a week. My husband is a fan of blowjob, don't feed him with bread, just give me my hose to fill my mouth. And the infection lasts for a long time, 15-20, when it is 30 minutes. I get tired, suffocate, everything is numb, but he hens, shoves and shoves. So do not think that I disdain, ”she kissed my penis twice, in the trunk and head,“ do not think that I can’t, ”she swallowed and missed almost to the throat, but immediately released, leaving the younger brother at a loss, it was real or imagined. . - I do not want to suck, I want to have sex. And you promised me, remember? Just what I want, without kinking.
- No questions asked. Now let's start. Just tell me more, and he makes you kuni in response to a blowjob? Or before? So your main family sex is oral?
- Laugh, DD! - with irony answered me Zalina. Only here her eyes were not laughing at all, but sad. - He rarely touches his finger there, says that everything is too wet and personally unpleasant for him, as if describing where his tongue is.
- What about regular sex with you? Does not happen at all, or what?
- It happens. Once a month, I thought a little, or two. And you think why am I a lover? Well I could not write it to you there or by phone to say. Shame on you
- Let your husband be ashamed. Here, remember what and how I do, and tell him, let him repeat!
- Yeah, sure! - laughed, and now the fun was not deliberate, but quite sincere. - Go!

Copy, perhaps, those two paragraphs, which described the first approach? Come on, what do I, for the amount of fee paid? However, those who wish can scroll up and reread ...

The same whirl of poses and caresses, kisses and hugs, tenderness and passion. The only thing at the very end, already realizing that the blowjob will not be (and anala, the more so, I was sharply told about this even during the communication on the site), but I can put it in cancer, and heartily go with it - here, patting from the excess of feelings on the white buttocks of considerable size. The catalyst for my splash was Zalina’s marigolds, scratching my scrotum, and as a result I was poured into her bosom with a huge high. Then, clinging to her back, I pushed my hands to her breasts from the side, twisted-turned nipples pretty much surprised me, and Zalinka finished again, since she didn’t move her hand away from her inter-webs. In fairness, I will say that her second orgasm was less turbulent, but more prolonged.

... Thankfully, admiring glance of a woman when you are taking her back home, after a successful intimate meeting. It's worth living for it!

I did not fit Zalina into constant lovers, for a variety of reasons. This was originally a one-off meeting, but by chance, which gave an impetus to the revitalization of her personal life.About a month later I learned that she still had a constant lover, an actor from the local drama theater who was not burdened with family ties, who had a car for traveling back and forth, his own apartment for meetings, and what is important - an evening work time job that gives you the opportunity to meet regularly during the day .

After this information, the sexual topic of our conversations disappeared, and we remained good friends, interested in rare “meetings” of health and affairs, success of children and grandchildren, congratulating each other on holidays, and an outsider of our correspondence would have to be very sophisticated a perverted fantasy to allow the thought of our intimacy with Zalina that glorious autumn of two thousand and eight already.