later. Sergei pulled away from his beloved, asked for water. He offered to go to the balcony, look at the stars. “Isn't he crazy? - Aglaya thought. Others rush, try to turn over on their backs, to break the clothes. What kind of restraint is that? What caused? It is unlikely that he considers me not worthy. After all, such kisses speak of courtesy. " As if reading her thoughts, he said

- You will forgive my restraint. I used to savor life. What is the use of the soonest satisfaction of impulses?

- That you excuse my passion, I allowed myself too much. Believe me, I am not a slutty woman! Just desert sand, sucking moisture.

“If I may, I’ll stand here.” And I advise you to change the hot skirt to something light.

The woman went to the shower. Reflecting: “This is a completely intimate topic. This is not advised to ladies. Did he smell my crotch? Does it really smell so much? I probably got used to my fragrances, and he has a good sense of smell. Having proposed preparation for love intercourse, he made it clear that EVERYTHING will reach the point of perfection !!! Oh, how lovely !!! Hee My head went around and never noticed such a weakness behind me! ”- she washed her body with the toilet products. I appreciated his reflection in the mirror. I threw one of the two silk robes over my shoulders.

Lin still stood on the balcony, and seemed to look into the distance. Seeing Aglaia, he said that he too would accept the water procedure. A few minutes later he joined her on the same balcony. He put an arm around his shoulders, pulled him to himself, without touching his earlobes, continued kissing the hollow on the clavicle, sank down on his chest. He offered to go to the bed. It turns out that while she was standing on the balcony, he straightened a wide bed, clearly intended for a couple of holidaymakers.

At the bed pulled over the edge of the belt, dissolved the knot. The silk dressing gown slid down from the woman’s shoulders, formed a lump at the lady’s feet. With the same sound, the opal was another robe, not lingering on the dignity of a man. She first lay down on the bed, moved, making room for him. Obstacles for caresses hands eliminated! The palms of a mistress scour the body of a man. Unlike women's palms, men did not hurry, stroke, absorb information about the body of his beloved. Exhausted, Aglaia sat on the organ Lina.

Sergey understood her haste, he was wiser than her eight lives. That he was already tired to exist, and the beloved was enjoying short youth. Having captured the desired body, Aglaia froze like a cat that caught the mouse, not believing in her victory. She pressed her lips to her lover's lips, only then began to lift her ass, performing the desired frictions, listening to the friction of the faldus against the walls of the vagina. This position allows the clitoris to touch the root of the trunk. Very quickly the cramp of an orgasm squeezed slightly.

No, she didn’t want to force the show. She stopped, straightened, listening to the caress of her lover. Lin continued to stroke the body of his beloved. In some places, increasing pressure, in places only with her fingertips touched her. Push - hips, buttocks. Point touches are breasts, nipples. Aglaia also began to stroke his still youthful hairless chest. For a long time, they massaged each other. Male breasts flushed, female burned with internal fire. He pulled her head to him. He kissed the lobe. Straining his buttocks, he began to ram the insides of the womb. Female orgasms, cascades of a turbulent river, churning the vagina juices, became every time more and more voluminous, longer.

The lover was waiting for his beloved to return to reality.The air filled with the scent of love games did not cool the sweaty body of a woman. Sergey decided not to torture his beloved, let go of his passion. Thresholds of a bubbling orgasm turned into waterfalls. Falling into the frothy waters of one of them, Aglaia saw Niagara Falls ahead. Lover member planted the body of a woman on himself as a spear, brought to the edge and pushed.

Following Aglaia, a lover fell. A long flight in the spray of a waterfall, a blow to the hard surface of the water broke their bones, broke their muscles. A few minutes later, a stream carried their bodies to the wet bed in the room.

Sergei woke knock. The beat of her heart, he passed on to him, disturbing the rhythm of his calm heart. Not! She just fell asleep on his chest. Finally the pulsations synchronized. Having learned to control his pulse, Sergey began to reduce the sound of her motor. Lover allowed himself to sleep.

An hour later, Aglaia's knees became numb, she began to move in her sleep, she woke up from this. I kissed a lover on the mouth. Slowly got up, went rinsed. She lay under her lover's wing and also forgot herself in a sweet dream.

***

Early in the morning, Sergei woke up, remembered the first contact with love. This was not the woman with whom he met in two thousand and seven. If she was surprised by his frivolous behavior, free temper, then Aglaya, seventy-eighth year, is still almost an example of virtue. He is embarrassed by his outbursts of passion, pulls out his underwear, covering the exposed parts of the body that are not yet allowed to see. Her speeches are more subtle, not like without a strong wit, but even without a hint of scabrousness. “What changed you so much, my love?” He looked at that clot of the quintessence of his love, smacked her on the cheek. I went to take a bath. Dressed in clean clothes, clothes. The maid on the floor had already delivered a serving breakfast table to the number of Aglaia. Silently opening the door, Sergey rolled the trolley into the room. He wanted her lover to wake up herself, so he undressed again, lay down next to her and was glad to change his original plan just to master the grandmother’s young body.

Salon sex service lasted not long. Women began to quarrel among themselves, the roofers demanded greater bribes, threatening to destroy the house that was repaired with his money, threatened life. For himself, he was not afraid. What can they do to an immortal youth? Subordinates, especially grandfather, who he was worried about. Therefore, in less than a year of activity, he returned Semyon Aglaya, gave the women to another salon. Lazy and irresponsible, Paul gave the cops, they placed him in a detention center. He did not want to know about the future fate of the guy. Because its continuation was bad, as well as his life in the village would be bad.

He could not rewrite the page of history. Could only cultivate. Moving into calmer times, he began to study languages, history. He was Alexashka Menshikov, a friend and companion of Peter the Great. He was the prince Potyomkin-Tavrichesky, the lover of Catherine II, having chosen his own Russian grandee from three historical celebrities of that period. Other options were Admiral Nelson, passionately in love with Lady Hamilton and Djokomo Casanova, a famous lover. Part of his life, being in the form of a monk, he spent in a cell, built a plan for the conquest of his queen.

But first he visited the great Omar Khayyam. He spent many years with him, listening to his love stories, put into rubyas. Followed his sparkling mathematical mindset. Really sobbed at the grave of his teacher and friend.

In his cubic images, Pablo Picasso hid the images of Aglaia. In the film “Avignon Girls” Sergey showed his vision of women from his first sexually experience. Having chased off, I ask you not to judge Sergey - he is an artist, he saw it that way.

He spent one life in the form of Leonid Maksimovich, the chief attending physician of the Sosnovy Bor health resort. He ordered it in a separate room to repair the euro standard. To furnish it with the best furniture. Bring at half past six breakfast to the door to the room.Without disturbing the guests, wait for a young man who will pay the maid with a fiver. In order not to run into himself, for this period Leonid Maksimovich went on vacation and disappeared without a trace.

Frozen from the morning chill, Aglaia woke up. Before the crunch in the bones stretched, dispersing the blood in his veins. A table with food stood on one side of her, her lover lay on the other. A clever woman chose a lover.

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