In this game, “I am becoming a girlfriend,” BARRIERS are erased by the very desire of the female brain — to share your experiences ... so send her experiences to yourself, like to a woman. And fill in the RESPONSE - I am delighted that you are more and more depraved ...

You kind of hold her “by the hand” when she takes a risk - to be fucked at the next flirtation with strangers ... And you thank your wife for the fact that she is just for you and is taking the risk of "being fucked ..." But if both will be silenced and fucked - well, you should have complete delight ... And please - and next time just learn how to use prezics, so that if you give a blowjob to a member of a prezik, you’ll have to sit. And how it will turn out yesterday. Because of the rush and bustle - you did not have an orgasm.

Meanwhile: Katya and her maid-slut-Irinka have fun, defiantly discussing the topic:

- In these babskie conversations with the "husband-girl" I have already pierced how many times. I openly tell my husband about lovers. And only when the dinner was over I realized that it was really the lover she described that in detail. And on leading questions to my husband - yet I don’t understand - so is the husband himself, when will he express on one or another of my reservations.

Katya catches more and more frank buzz that Irina, fell in love with the state: “the husband does not discuss reservations”. But Ira has the opportunity to tell Katya how she has suffered enough from fear that her husband is about to start talking about cheating on his wife. About her treason. Permanent treason. Yes, in orgies, together with his own boss.

Here is one of the reservations:

Almost from the very first undressing, Valentin stumbled upon her that she did not return at all in the fact that in the morning he put on his wife this morning.

But how can you not follow the advice of a friend Sasha?!?! Suffer, but so overexcited!?! HEAD Circle from spermotoksikoza. Earlier, I would have made a “broken-chandelier”. And here are such sweet dreams day and night.

I now without “deep breathing” now and I can’t just look at my wife’s robe, and not something that excites her tits. I imagine everything and imagine how she herself or someone at work on her too undresses naked and dresses from naked ... And how? And who? How exactly?

- Sasha imagine in two weeks already this happened three times. I put on one underwear, and take off a completely different style of underwear. And do not ask, but how so?!?

- Katya, I completely forgot that it was my husband who dressed me in one of the underwear, and in the evening my husband undressed me taking off another underwear. Yesterday, Ashot-s-Arsen showed three of her friends. At first I showed the peasants exactly how my husband had handed me underwear. Well, what's on me now.

- This is what I rented - In the sauna, the girls were undressing and caressing each other's clits and anuses - and he was laying naked on the table in front of the men. And after the show - Ashot handed his kit. I forgot that my husband’s kit left hanging in Ashot’s office. As it is in this Ashotov underwear to her lover went to the room. Well, I told you what kind of sex was with him between cleaning rooms 303 and 305. All day I flew like a butterfly ... Oh, what a man, stands with him and after letting go a second time ... And I forgot what I was leaving in the morning.And my, fool, takes off my thong and here I see, in the eyes of my panties, butterflies hanging remained in the office of Ashot. And already numb. And my husband did not ask questions at all.

At the same time, Katya listens to her friend and helps Irinka to pull at her clit. For this, the third finger is already looking for a point Q in Irinka. And strong kisses to girls do not interfere with chirping ...

- I am from the excitement that this is a scandal already. Everything was looking for explanations in my head. But he didn’t ask any questions, only caresses all-on-me, with so much cosmic snow ... well, just like a calf ...

- Well, I can insert fingers into my ass. - Katya frankly dragged from the pens of Irina and her stories. And I adored at the same time, so that they would play with fingers in (y) her in the pope.

“And before that, my husband was so jealous.” PASSION, for knives rushed. I decided to distract him with a fright. A wedge wedge ... And we spent the whole evening chirping about what kind of underwear I was going to, what kind of clothes, lipsticks, hairstyles. I did not even think about talking about my lover, with whom I fucked for the fifth day, but I described him to my husband as a man who don’t know why I gave me underwear. Well, he wanted to compare how yours and his panties fit me. Here I was stupid, I completely forgot that I am telling my husband directly.

- A husband, what?

- Oh, he couldn’t calm his dick at all. So she sucked and sucked her husband. But unlike both guys of the Greeks with whom I now fuck in their room, then my husband very well pulls him off.

- How did she suck on her husband? We agreed - do not allow him to lower the sperm.

- Yes, and Valya began to apologize that his set of underwear is not as delightful as the set of this Greek, a guest in a hotel. A pier to a Greek accidentally lit up her panties when cleaning and I broke out that my husband had presented this morning. And he asked, how does your husband put on underwear on you? So I showed him how you gently dress me in the morning.

“And it was exactly the Greek who divided you (then HAVE ELECTED three times each of the Greek offs) and then the Greek put a different set on you?” She was waiting for this question from her husband. But no questions. No what. And I turned on the DURU-BLONDINK and didn’t explain at all. Just described the Greek himself. And the thought in my head was “pierced, pierced”. Oh, you might think, my husband wonders how the wife describes her lover.

Wow, I got confused in revelations. More precisely, I accidentally got confused - telling her husband, well, just like my girlfriend. Well, I confused that I'm not talking with my friend now, but with my own husband. I have even imagined how our divorce is tomorrow; we get divorced HORROR...

“I don’t even know when I’ve already invented for my husband, saying that I like to talk to my husband as if I’m a whore.” But this is only because I understood - you, my Valenka, want to listen to a whore. You're so excited when in your hands hugging a talkative slut?

Meanwhile on another front:

- And you imagine, Sasha, my wife likes what I would call her a whore. Imagine! I now dress in the mornings to MARKIZ-SQUIECH. So she orders me to call myself. And in the evenings: I undress FAD. And also: my wife confidentially, for a BIG secret, tells me about her friend (ELENA), they say how her fuck, and her husband, ELENA, doesn’t know anything about her.

I’ve been listening in so much detail about this girlfriend these days. NOVELS at super-ebony ELENA. A friend, ELENA, tells my wife in such detail as the length of the nose, and the length of the member of her beloved Greek, I already imagine. And even scars throughout the body described. And how is this Greek: with a slight turn to the side. And what a mole he has on the prick. And the fact that when he pushes back the prick, then this mole is covered by this hood. Oh, how ... And he also has a tattoo around his anus. And tyr and pyr ...

I propose to Irinochka: but let tomorrow offer your friend this or that one or that skirt, let her dress, then my wife and I would choose an hour to what “she’s perfect Elena” tomorrow she would offer to wear.

I thought tweeted and hang up. At night, the so described member of this Greek I suck and suck with a tongue I caress his mole near the prick. I woke up from the fact that his sperm from my nose's nostrils is flowing out, like this, in a dream, from me waffle, and myself from this half-wet. And I run the sheets to wash.

And tomorrow, I do not believe my eyes, I myself put this on my own MARKIZ-SLYuH with my fingers. True, now my wife frankly can easily afford curtsies, such as: I will throw a little skirt-na-pupochek like that, what does Valenka see there? And tyr and pyr.

I thought that for herself she would put other clothes in the bag. And there they will change clothes at work. But-but ... A man came for his wife, who greeted me when he took my wife away from me.

And this man, he is in the same scars that his wife mentioned. And in those boots, ... Read more →