(from the Author: For the first time on this platform, if I find my reader, it is already good.)

I'm almost thirty, and where is my Mercedes? Apparently it has not yet been made. At this rate, I do not earn it to sixty. Well, at least today's training was not in vain. How did the coach say there? “Life itself gives you signs, you just need not to turn away and accept them, it may be a desire to do something, or vice versa, not to go the usual route. Listen to yourself, this is the first step to success. ”Like that. So what do I want? Money and sex. Well girls, they generally pay for sex. And I get paid for sales, which are not.

In such thoughts, Kesh returned home from voluntary voluntary compulsory Saturday training on personal growth. Innocent was a typical young man, not athletic physique, thin, shaved whiskey, dark hair. Things he wore unknown brands, lived alone in a rented apartment, and to put it mildly, he was not lucky with girls. This time, following the advice of his coach, he did not take a trolley bus, but walked, walked a couple of times, and got into a puddle. The idea that everything was bullshit had already arisen in his head, but he got ready and decided to move away from the main street and walk along quiet adjacent streets to the avenue. At one of them, his attention was attracted by the sign of an antique shop. “What someone comes to them, or what? I would never have thought that you could make money in such a place. “By the way, Innokenty loved any antique nonsense, especially figurines. On his birthday, he was constantly given every whim, mostly Buddha statues and other things that brought good luck, but they were a replica, and no one brought him real antiques. He walked into a shop, and at the entrance on the left he saw an old woman of the seller, who was no younger than the goods she was selling. The room was filled with all utensils, dishes, clocks and figurines. Attention Keshi was attracted by one black frayed figure of a fat woman holding a bowl on her head in which different coins lay, by the way, real ones.

- Please, tell me how much this figurine costs? - Kesh asked.

- Three hundred ninety, it is written there. - the old woman answered with a harsh voice.

- Uhh. Where is she from?

- I do not know, I'm not the hostess here.

- Wrap it to me. - Not without remorse he said these words, but on the advice of the coach, once a desire arose, it means that you need to listen.

The saleswoman poured the trifle from the figurine onto the table and wrapped it in paper, tied up with string.

Later, at home, Kesh allowed himself to relax, went to the porn site, and imagined that he had a major role in this performance. The statuette was standing right at the monitor, but Kesha did not notice it, and going to the climax, as he usually did, he rose from the chair and sent his penis away from the monitor and lowered the jet. There was usually a paper towel, but now there was a good half of his seed in the bowl of the figurine. Kesh was a little worried, he went to the toilet and then to the shower, and then he turned off the computer and went to sleep. Further events seemed to him no more than just a dream.

Actually in a dream, a pleasant low melodious voice said loudly and distinctly.

- About a long time I did not receive the sacrifices that I should receive! - The voice caused a tickling sensation in the lower abdomen, Kesha wanted to listen to this voice again and again. The same feeling people experience swinging on a swing. - Money, fu as it is disgusting. And the seed, it gives life and brings energy and happiness. Well, you have a lot of thoughts in your head, but one is pretty sharp. I will reward you for a little while. See if you can appreciate my gift.

On the last words, a wave of orgasm swept through Kesha’s entire body. The next thing he felt was approaching the morning. My back ached, it was time to get up. There were no plans for the weekend, dating sites, a couple of TV shows, cooking on Monday. I really wanted to go to the toilet.Kesha stood up, as if the pants were too big. It did not matter now, he went to the toilet, without opening his eyes, sat down on the toilet and was relieved. In the morning he loved to do it sitting, for one you can distort the shutter, before the morning shower. Kesha lowered his hand between his legs, and screaming jumped off the spot, a couple of drops of urine flowed down his thighs. He was excited, but rather scared the lack of a member between his legs, the drops flowed from the vagina nestled in the same place. He was shaved, on Saturday in the shower, he always shaved his armpits and groin, and the look of his shaved pussy even excited him. Kesha got out of the closet, and ran to the mirror in the bathroom. A brunette with slightly curly locks, clear blue eyes, straight features, smiling, and blushing, looked at him. Her breasts were very sexy, large with standing, excited nipples, looking slightly to the sides. The waist and hip line were perfect. She turned, and her ass was round, not a trace of cellulite, and the bend of her back spoke of amazing plastic. Calves were rounded, elegant. The feet were crowned with small neat fingers.

Kesha looked at herself in the mirror, the lower abdomen was warm. She took herself by the nipple, and with the second palm took her whole breast and squeezed, she began to knead her nipples and the sweet feeling in her lower abdomen intensified. Breathing increased, it became heavy, the moans themselves pulled out of the open mouth. She licked her lips, and her legs seemed to buckle. The girl nearly fell, and looked away. On the wall of the bathroom hung a shower head. And so many times Innokentii saw girls play with themselves with a shower, that he already knew what to do next. Kesha climbed into the bath, turned on the water. In the stomach was unusually strange and unusually amazing. Heat was replaced by sparks in the coals, to the discharges of the current flowing through the veins. She put her hand between her legs, her nail rested on her pussy, it hurt a little. The nails were much longer than last night. With a small pad, Kesh felt the knob of her clitoris, and touched it. The feeling could be compared to touching the bridle of the penis, but those sensations that generated these touches went all over the stomach and even along the back, there can be no comparison between the depth and strength of the effect of these touches and touches to the penis.

She caressed herself, gradually she wanted more, she stuck her finger closer to the bottom of the vagina, and began to push him inside, as she felt discomfort. Something was in her hand. Then, with her left hand, she parted her lips and touched it with a fingertip, there could be no doubt, she is still a virgin. From this wave of heat spread throughout the body, the hair on her head almost stirred from the knowledge that she could deprive herself of her virginity. Kesha took a shower in her hands, and began to drive them from top to bottom, from the clitoris to the anus, and each trickle gave her pleasure, it went on for quite a long time, but still she decided to finish the job with her hand. With the left she took herself by the chest, and threw her head back, and with the right she began to lead from side to side from one foot to the other. The knuckles touched the clitoris, and the pads caressed his lips. Kesha changed direction, groans fused together. She moaned while inhaling and exhaling. The hand went up and down, the nails touched the anus, and then it happened. First, the spasm struck her sweetly squeezing the abs and legs, then she began to twitch in convulsions, feeling that something came out of her, and then the feeling expanded and went inside her, in the stomach, she jerked her hand more and more slowly, in time with her movement waves of orgasm passed from the bottom of the abdomen to the head, the pleasure made her live, hunched and once again straightened. The shower hit the ceiling, drops fell on her face, and Kesha sobbed and moaned from the first female orgasm in life.

After him, she cleaned her teeth as if nothing had happened, brushed her teeth with an electric toothbrush, and, testing an incredible ease, was about to get out of the shower when suddenly another thought struck her head.Not letting the brush out of her hands, Kesha turned on the water, lay down in the bathroom, so that water would run down her belly, washing her pussy. Then she took a bottle of grease, which Innocent sometimes used for anal pleasures, and generously smeared her brush. By the way, Innokentiya didn’t have to use a brush for these purposes, but it all happens once for the first time. The handle was rather thick and smooth, but still the excitement came to the stomach. And when the tip touched the entrance to the pussy, the excitement grew into real fear. But, having overcome herself Kesha with a sharp movement drove a toothbrush for a good ten centimeters. The pain overwhelmed her, but the pain was pleasant, at the same time similar to a knife cut, after her the pussy began to burn with fire, and began to throb, the water softened that feeling. In pain, too, it was possible to find a kind of pleasure, Kesha was in no hurry to pull out the brush, and interrupt it.

After some time, the pain was gone, and she took a hand to grab the handle and inadvertently pressed the power button. Small vibration went on the body from the head. Small and barely perceptible by the hand, she, meanwhile, was distracted in her pussy and the gentle warmth began to spill over her stomach again. She began to caress herself with a toothbrush, introduced her deeper and deeper, changed the angle. Groans began to break out of her breasts again, her nipples were swollen. Kesha was eager to finish again, she had herself, touched the folds of her lips with her hand, twisted the clitoris, even brought the brush handle to him a couple of times, the vibration was weak, but tickled so pleasantly that Kesha could not get enough of this tickling. Suddenly the waves of orgasm hit her like an avalanche, this time the feeling was deeper, stronger. There were no spasms, it seemed to have been smeared with warm sticky honey, this feeling was poured over the stomach, the brush could not be moved freely, it froze in one position, the chest which was squeezed by the hand from pleasure. But it otllylulo, and his knees divorced to the edges of the bath, and the brush gradually began to leave the vagina itself. Kesha Po looked at the dropped improvised vibrator.

- Ugh, how disgusting it is. “Her voice pleased her, he was melodious, and higher than Innocent's. From the voice disappeared all the notes inherent in men.

Kesha spent the rest of the day playing with herself, and not a bit tired. A dozen orgasms a day do not tire. Work, that's what tires.