1. Teleport Part 2
  2. Teleport Part 3
  3. Teleport Part 4: Odinolyubtsy
  4. Teleport Part 5: Odinolyubtsy
  5. Teleport Part 6: Odinolyubtsy
  6. Teleport Part 7: Odinolyubtsy
  7. Teleport Part 8: Odinolyubtsy
  8. Teleport Part 9: Odinolyubtsy
  9. Teleport Part 10: Odinolyubtsy
  10. Teleport Part 11: Odinolyubtsy
  11. Teleport Part 12: Odinolyubtsy

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opened to the gaze of Julia.

- Well, how, ma? In my opinion, the bra is not the same. Something bothers me ... Do not the back panties weigh much? Is your ass covered?

- This one might go to me. Take it off, I'll try it on.

- We will leave tomorrow - the day after tomorrow our plane. Saturday is your departure. Visas are already issued, tickets are purchased.

- When did he do it all, and visas, and car, and underwear? And ... more ... you crumple!?

- In the morning I went, as I got back from him about the vacation, so I made a visa because of my connections. And about ... mash, what? So much noticeable? It seems only sucked.

- What sucked?

-? Penis.

- How?

- Like this. - Julia put a thumb in her mouth and showed “how”

Marina and settled on the edge of the bed.

“Sucked penis! How not disgusting to her! Oh-oh-oh-oh! So everything is on fire, so hunting. And she still teases. What to do, what? Even would suck if the man asked, just to put in! Need to calm down. You calm, you do not want! "

Julia, hearing this information, approached her mother and sat down beside her. Stroking on the shoulder, soothed.

- Today I went online, looked for information about tumors. Let me touch it. Can... ? Relax.

Daughter, squatted down in front of her mother. Starting probing from the center, I found seals. Scanning the insides of the gland with my palm, communicating with the portal, I realized that so far nothing really was serious. Seals are not connected with the lymph node in the armpit. Having created a parabola with my palm, sent the radiation of information to problem areas, changed the negative information in the seals to a positive one, completed the procedure.

- Ma, you're healthy, like ...

- Cow?

- Yeah! Vaughn what cans. So I want to suck them.

- Fluff ... Just to suck. Not nasty pussy a man to suck?

- No ... Not disgusting, even pleasant. And not a pussy, but ... you guess ... Mom, you are shaking, as the modern youth says - sausage, lay on your back. Do not resist ... lie down. I'll make you nice. I beg you. From you streams run. Lag ... So it is. Open up ... wider ... even wider ..., hold your legs better and hold, it will be more convenient for me. It will be necessary to give a little cheek here, so that it doesn’t stick out from under the panties. Or even bald shave. You'll be like a girl. Where are you got a hole? Here she is. Mom, and shekel you where? Here, barely found a grain of sand. Are you alive there?

Shocked by what was happening, willing to do anything to relieve the tension, Marina squeezed her nipples and shook her head from side to side. Eyes are not completely covered with twitching eyelids. The first kiss in the lips shameful stunned my mother, who was expecting only a caress with her fingers, she suddenly strained her body with an arc, grabbing her daughter by the hair, pressed her face tightly into her crotch, pulled her pelvis. Having made a dozen movements, loudly screamed and huddled in an epileptic seizure. Almost instantly restored the body, stuttering in a whisper:

- Yul ..., pnpn-ta-ta ... ee-e-more! - Shaking lips asked Marina.

Julia inserting two fingers into the vagina, frictional, licked the upper commissure. Fingers completely immersed in a cave, squished moisture. The girl remembered Dima's finger in the anus. Carefully, so as not to cut the sphincter with a manicure nail, it squeezed it into mom's anus. Marina felt all this, but could not resist, as she probably would never be able to refuse such a lesbian game, now serving as a surrogate for normal sexual intercourse with a man.

Marina will not forget that incredible euphoria that has swept over the compression of the partition. The body became uncontrollable, uncontrollable consciousness, as well as consciousness itself, carefully observing the stimuli, left the organs.Her heart jumped in and out of her chest, lungs that captured huge portions of air, then stopped dying without movement, and they were suffocated.

Marina suddenly put her heels on her daughter's bare back, arched. Finally, pressing her daughter's hips and hands, not letting her breathe, she made another ten podmahivaniya.

Julia, trying to escape from ticks, sharply bounced when her mother's body suddenly weakened. She lay down next to Mamula, stroking her breasts, whispering words of love, words of an oath that she would now take care of the health of her dear, beloved mother.

- Where ... did you ... learn this?

- I did not study ... There are no such universities. There is a desire to give your loved one pleasure, joy ... Tell me how you are with your dad for the first time ..., as the last time ... tell everything.

- We were in an orphanage with him in one day. The wooden hut in which our parents lived with my father caught fire at night. My mom only managed to throw me off the second floor, but she herself was no longer able to. I still remember her scream. Father's parents died in hospital from burns. We can say that we have been connected since six years with a kind of bonds of kinship, friendship, and marriage. He always defended me, gave the best candies from New Year's gifts ... It only says that everything is strictly in children's homes. Figs there ... Some boys, as soon as the pisyun got up, they began to run to the girls, who naturally already ... you understand. And the night teachers either sleep, or they also sodomn with older guys. Only dad and I didn’t even kiss each other until ***, not like to squeeze. Well, like you and Dima, first kisses, then hugs. And this is all under the idiotic neighing and hooting morons ... After all, the bulk of the orphanages are children drunks, conceived is not known from whom and how. Once we could not stand the ridicule, started a fight with the others. We were naturally beaten. We turned in the hospital. Together in one ward. It was there that we decided to try ... And then we seemed to stop being shy of the rest, just like they did not close anywhere, fuck, sorry, under a blanket. Other girls already in *** eleven, *** eleven years gave birth, but I did not. I did not know why, although she was, Lyalka herself, ready to give birth to Lyalka. As soon as it turned eighteen, the folder in the army, I was behind the fence. She lived in a hostel. Waited for dad. Got married Every night they tried to make a baby. Then Chernobyl. From there, dad came impotent. So, when and how was it the last time between me and dad I do not remember. He washed down, drove me out of the house. Says: "Go, look for your normal husband!". Where do I go? I went to our detdomovskim friend who was a friend at our wedding, told him and Alyona about the problem. Andrei went with his wife, talked with Kostya. Then I came to them. And then I got the idea. It seemed wonderful. Under Andrei and Alyona, I swore that I would take the child from the orphanage and raise him with Kostya, whether he wants it or not. “Not from an orphanage. I don’t even want to touch the fiend of a drunken youngster! ”Said Kostya. “Alain, Andrei, will you help? Give up yours? ”Those are naturally in denial. Alena already roared when she imagined that their two-year-old boy would be brought up by friends, but strangers. Someone whispered to me. “Will you make me a baby, Andrew?” I asked. Dad heartily began to ask a friend, girlfriend. So, my dear, my daughter, you appeared according to the contract. As soon as I get pregnant, Andrei will stop coming to us. Got pregnant immediately. How daddy loves you do not need to tell. He only warned that I could leave him if it was hard, but I again, with witnesses, vowed that I would endure all the burden, as we endured the children's life. How did this cross turn out to be like trays?

- Strong you are my beloved mom. How I envy you ... That you are strong. I threw Dimka, not enduring my invented adultery. This Dimka, I do not proshly.

- In the sense of forgive treason?

- Forgive, Mom, forgive! Make friends with my mistress ... How I endured a divorce. First, the ambition of course to heaven. And then ... One. Cold bed.Oh, sorry, mommy, sorry, darling. When did you get your first lover?

- You were ten. Do you remember the pioneer camp? Like daddy spent the night there on the beach to see you in the morning. Andrew, your genea ..., genoty ..., damn you .... Read more →

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