1. Ebipet papyrus. Part 1
  2. Ebipet papyrus. Part 2
  3. Ebipet papyrus. Part 4
  4. Ebipet papyrus. Part 6
  5. Ebipet papyrus. Part Seven
  6. Ebipet papyrus. Part Eight
  7. Ebipet papyrus. Part nine
  8. Ebipet papyrus. Part ten

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by shmotting, but do not hurt me with even hints that I will break the family bond. In addition to lust, I have you, our children, who hang like a joyful crowd on us at the meeting. And in the mornings parting before work, they are so passionately waiting for a meeting. Believe, my love, my adyulter from the same desire to try another dish.

- Yes, beloved little wife, I also like it when they are a bandie, on a day off, they climb into our bed, like little children, to soak in our arms for another half an hour. Even Andrei has not yet abandoned such a habit, although for fourteen years already ... I like to pass on my experience to my sons. Who else would have told Andrew how to properly remove his morning erection?

“I will tell you more, dear, if any bitch bewitches you with a witchcraft potion, and you want to leave us, at the very least I will do a sorceress, I will make a quibbled drink against the spell.” If this does not work out, I will tear out her pussy with the root and sew it instead of mine. Either kill her, go to the taiga, become like Agafya Lykova, a recluse. So that you suffer from mutual loss, tormenting yourself for a fleeting hobby. I am capable of much for the sake of the heat emanating from the hearth we created. Ready to even adopt the child who caused our little discord.

- In no case! Even if it is really a child of me, I do not want to deal with this woman ...

- Did you teach Andrew jerk off? - I started talking, replacing the delicate topic. - To go nuts! Long? Tell me how it was. I noticed his wet dreams in shorts, but this is an age. You yourself are already an adult man, having a convenient way to discharge at your side, you are still fraying your pants.

- Two years ago. Remembering himself at his age, he explained to him about the features of physiology. He said that it is better to "relax" in the morning in the bathroom with the morning toilet. You must admit that I’m better than the scamper from the gateway. Alyoshka and Sergey will also teach. They are too shy to ask you.

Vasya told me about the humorous situation. Once a woman intercepted him and said:

- My husband is cheating on me with your spouse. Please correct the situation. I will not tolerate this. In the city party committee I will complain.

Vasya did not want me to have problems. “Why didn't you go straight to the city committee? It means that you want revenge by adultery, ”Vasya suggested. He decided that it would be easier to fuck that woman fucking babe on pussy. Although she is not in his taste - skinny, shrill and hysterical: "Let's avenge them?" The bitch for decency broke. “You are an intelligent woman. Must think cold head and understand that the glory of the owner of the horns you do not need. With such an approach to resolving this issue, you can reach a divorce, and as I understand it, you have children ”- such a veiled sycophantic and terrible prospect broke the resistance.

Her mother's apartment was free and he otzharil it there. Even rubbed his pubis about her bones. “With the ears of a puppy, her flat tithech looked like. The areoles on them were with one-coin coins, smaller than those of men. The dryness of the manda was talking about some kind of pathology. “It is not surprising that a man dives into the ocean of my beauty. Palms caresses two whales, between which is the entrance to this moisture. Sticks to the islands of the breasts. Quenches your thirst with a intoxicating juice from ripe lips. Cheek rubs against the peaches of the hornet, listening to heavenly sighs from the depths of the soul, ”Vasya thought poetically then. He advised her to increase the fat and passionately surrender to her husband.

- Saved by a member of your career. Who is this Bobrov, by the way? She was told about the treason girlfriend. Like, I saw how you retired with her husband.

- Installer at the construction site. And believe me, I did not sleep with him.According to the description, I understood who was being talked about. She came to the site to arrange disassembly. The lady with whom her husband cheated, my namesake. Not surprisingly, that confused. In the clothes that woman is ugly, and already bare ...! Br-r. Now you will receive a medal for a brave cast on a pile of boards.

- I have already signed the receipt. That evening, I dug pleasantly in your lagoon, erasing from memory all the sensations that remained from contact with a jealous woman.

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To consolidate mutual forgiveness, they drank a couple of glasses of brandy, made a lecherous mating.

Originally went to the bathroom, Vasya wanted to shave my genitals. From the proposal to shave his hair, did not refuse. Oh, how difficult it is for a peasant to shave eggs! Especially since they are dull from arousal. Blowjob with a blowjob, weakened erection. Do not have time to rinse, the doorbell rang. They didn’t want to open it, but the persistence of the chattering of the bell drowned.

Has thrown a sundress, Vasya dressed family workers. The father-in-law appeared with the mother-in-law. A dress that adhered to a wet body, although it hid nudity, made you dream, think of an image. Strap sundress all the time trying to fall off the shoulder. Dad grunted from the types of protruding nipples, half-wrinkles.

- What are you here quarreled? - Asks mom and looks at my revelations. And I do not care drunk. My mother-in-law tried to peel off the bodice of the dress from the boobs - I stuck it back. She also brazenly breathed into her face, spreading the scent of freshly swallowed sperm.

- Who said we quarreled? Ik

- Andrew. I heard that you are a mother Vaska. I was afraid that he would beat you.

- Did you bring up a rowdy? He is a gentleman! Ik! Thank you for it, pretty mommy. And we quarreled for a trial, to be more loved. Ik!

In the kitchen, husband and father drink. Cognac poured into glasses, waited for the overflows into our stomachs with my mother. Hiccup is gone. I sat on my knees to my spouse. She hugged him by the neck, getting drunk more and more from cognac, depraved courage, the smell of her husband's wet hair, which brought out the image of freshly shaved curls from his Moody. She held the tongue between the gums and cheek, looking for stuck zinger, not washed off with brandy.

My left breast rests on Vasya's torso, the nipple scratches him. Cuts the inner aura of her husband, causes voluptuous pain, from which blood fills the vessels. The hormone enhances the rhythm of the heartbeat. The rapid pulse of the heart drives a powerful portion of blood into the penis, straightening it from a small obstruction. The push of the penis, like a drumstick punch on my buttock, heralded the readiness of the main caliber for artillery preparation. Smiling drunkenly, she sat down more conveniently so that the penis is located in the center of the ass.

Parents still say something. Intoxicated Vasily, nodding in agreement with them as a Chinese dummy, presses against my chest with my right hand, frankly caresses the TV tower with my fingers, protruding through the fabric. The strap on the sundress falls from the shoulders, and the bodice of the dress is held only supported by the hand of her husband. The left hand under the table caresses the inner surface of the thigh. A wave of euphoria suppresses sounds. I frankly don't give a damn about their broadcasts - I'm tuned in to a dirty, depraved, rampant fucking.

Faldus morzianka knocks me out a telegram: “stand up point, lift the hem of the point, I will enter you in the point” Fuck that my parents are right there, at the table - the dominant wakes up in me. Vasya tries to insert the head into my vagina with his hand, slightly moving his booty, helping him. I blissfully smile when the prick touches my genitals. Whole head inside, but we can already say that Vasya is having sex with me. It strains the muscles of the pelvis, producing frictions. Kiss spouse in the lips. Mentally agreeing with Vasya, we hint to them that if they do not leave, they will fall into the epicenter of debauchery.

“We could be ashamed, we are still here,” mom mutters. “Yes fuck you, finally, we are drunk. And not just from alcohol, ”I think. - Let's go to. Let further rowdy. - Mom said, sensing energy, prior to the noble coitus.

The old men were still wearing shoes in the hallway, I was already standing naked, and Vasily's cowards were at his ankles.The front door had not slammed shut, I was lying on my stomach with my stomach, and my husband was smearing the head of the penis about my mucus. The elevator has not moved yet, I was already in euphoria. A powerful moan from our throats shook the building, announcing the beginning of the second wedding night.

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