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ATTENTION!!! ALL EVENTS DESCRIBED IN THIS STORY ARE FICTIONAL !!!

HOWEVER, PERSONS, PEOPLE, CARS AND OTHER ITEMS ARE REAL. ANY COOPERATION IS ABSOLUTELY RANDOM !!!

Good day to all!!! I will not give my name, as I don’t want my relatives and friends to know about me. I am 25 years old. I am a simple St. Petersburg bombed. I spread people in my silver VAZ 2107. I don’t use special popularity among women because I’m not very rich, although I have my own apartment and car. However, some girls reciprocated me. I met girls on dating sites, looking for those who really want sex. But living together for more than a month did not delay. Immediately after parting with one girl, I found myself another. My girls were of different ages. From 18 to 53 years. But one day, or rather the evening changed my life. And I will tell about it further.

I am a fan of foreign pop music. Disco 70s, 80s, 90s. Any there HIP-HOP, R @ B, Rap, I do not digest. I’m happy to be creative with Modern Talking, Bad Boys Blue, Status Quo, Chris Rey, C. C. Catch. But I have the greatest interest in the singer C. C. Catch. I like her, not only as a singer, but also as a woman. And I got the idea to get a ticket to her concert. And I managed it. Even in the first row took. I really had to pay 7,000 rubles, but I did not regret the money. But back to C. C. Catch. Her real name is Caroline Katharina Muller. At the moment she is 52 years old. But it looks a maximum of 35 years. She has a very beautiful, slim figure. Breast size 1, but I still like it. And then the day came when he had to go to a C. C. Catch concert. On this day, I bought 7 red roses for my beloved singer and for courage so that during the presentation of my gift to kiss her on the cheek, I tipped 3 glasses of brandy. I understandably went to the concert for what reason, I took the bus, and I had to leave the car at my house. The concert began at 19:00. C. C. Catch was dressed quite simply. In jeans and a T-shirt, and on his feet were black sneakers.

The concert lasted about three hours. At the end of the concert, when I approached C. C. Catch my heart was pounding. It issued at least 150 beats per minute. But I did what I wanted. Gave her roses and kissed her cheek. To which the singer smiled at me and hugged me. I was about to go home, when suddenly C. C. Catch came out of the next door of the corridor and asked me to go into the dressing room. As I wrote, that her real name is Carolina. Carolina, by the way, speaks Russian quite well, but with an accent.
- Young man! Please come to my dressing room! I
I want to offer you a good
work! - Caroline said.

- No problem! - I replied. Going to her dressing room, she told me that I sat on the sofa. Caroline herself sat next to me.

- What is your name? She asked

“...” I replied. (my name remains classified)

- Very nice. - said Carolina - My name is Carolina Catorina Muller. You are already familiar with my pseudonym. Can I contact you?

It was like a shock. On the first day, and have you. But I did not care.

- As you wish! - I answered happily.

- Well! If you want you can also contact me at you and call Caroline. She suggested.

- Okay! - I said.

- Agreed! I want to invite you to go with me to Belgium, so that you are my administrator. How do you like this sentence?

- I would be glad to go with you, but I don't know English very well. - I said.

- Nothing wrong! - Caroline said. There, knowledge of English is not necessary. In which case I will help you.

- I agree! - I replied.

- Good! She answered. - Wait for me, I'll change my clothes now, we will go to my house and discuss everything. By the way, eat an orange, he ate half on the table and no longer want it.

Caroline went into the shower, and I started for an orange, which was neatly cut and lay in a saucer, which stood on the table. Orange, I ate in half a minute, and five minutes later Caroline returned. She was already dressed in a summer dress, and on her feet were beach slates. Her bare legs gleamed from the light in the room. From the sight of her bare legs, my boyfriend in his pants, rose so much that I thought I was about to finish. - Well, what are you sitting? Go! - Caroline said. - Take my bag.

Rising from the couch taking a travel bag, I went with Caroline to her car.

- Carolina, why are you unguarded? - I asked.

“This security has become quite insolent.” Too much wants for their services. So I decided that I would drive without security. - How long have you been like this? - I asked.

- The fifth year so. - she said.

We went to the caroline's car. To my surprise it was a Volkswagen Golf 3 black with Petersburg numbers.

- Is that your car? - I asked.

- My. I do better and do not need - said Caroline. - Sit down.

- I settled in the front seat, next to Caroline, and put a travel bag on the back, after that we went to night Peter to her house. Carolina drove the car, neatly though sometimes a bit like a rattle. We drove somewhere around forty minutes. Then Carolina turned into an arch and parked among the other cars standing in the courtyard.

- Well, let's go? - I asked.

- Wait! - answered Carolina.

Then Caroline hugged me and we started kissing. Our tongues are entwined with each other's mouth. Her tongue and lips were flavored with orange. Having embraced her, I began to passionately kiss the girl in the neck, chin, cheeks, nose, and again went to my lips. During such a non-kissed kiss, my dick got excited to such an extent that I realized that I could not stand it. And really somewhere in about seven minutes I finished myself in panties, and a stain appeared on my jeans. From the orgasm, I buried my Carinina’s chin on the shoulder and clasped her tightly behind her back. I sat in this state for about a minute.

- What happened? - asked Carolina?

Nothing, without answering, I looked at her and looked at the jeans, where it was clearly visible the stain of my sperm. Caroline looked there and laughed. But then she calmed me down.

- Yes, do not worry you! This is normal! So you like me! So you want me! And so on the contrary cool! - She said - You just overexcited.

Then Caroline climbed into her bag, took out a paper napkin and began to wipe the area with jeans on me where there was a stain from sperm. When this was done, I took Caroline’s bag from the back of the car and we went to the entrance of her house. The apartment of Carolina turned out to be in the usual Stalinka, but the apartment itself was renovated. But there was no security alarm in the apartment.

- Is it your apartment or did you rent it? - I asked Caroline.

- My. - Said Caroline. - I gave her one fan. At first I didn’t want to accept such an expensive gift, but this fan gave me an ultimatum. Either I accept the gift or he will shoot himself for offense. Had to take. But you do not worry! He did not sign up for me to the suitors. He is married and has children. He is very rich. He has hundreds of such apartments. Even rich businessmen are poor compared to him.

- He is Russian? - I asked

- Yes. - Caroline said.

After that, I hugged her shoulders and kissed her lips. Then he began to stroke his beautiful bare foot Caroline with his left hand.

- I love you - I said to Caroline

“I love my cat too,” she said. We have a little hug each other and then Carolina asks me

- Do you want to eat?

- Highly! - I replied

- Will you have a vegetable salad?

- I will! - I said happily, the more I love vegetable salad. - Good. Come to the kitchen, I also have dinner with you, I also really want to. - Caroline said.

Caroline and I went to the kitchen, where she took out a salad bowl containing a vegetable salad of tomatoes, cucumbers and dill from the refrigerator. After Carolina put the salad in my plate, I emptied ...

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