Scolded. I was angry. On you, little bastard! But that was yesterday. Today I will not. First of all, I can’t be angry with you for a long time. A lot of things already bind us. Just remember our acquaintance, "unintentional acquaintance" - and trembling through the body, and the waves of bliss, and in the eyes of the dark from desire, even squeeze panties! Then I blew off the roof, I was ready with you for everything! Without exception. And our fantasies are tireless ... To this day. And how long can you be angry with you when you confess your guilt and smooth it ... and lick ... Oh! How do you do that! Master, guru!

Secondly, today is your holiday, my lieutenant. And I want to celebrate it the way you love. Grievances off - today is a night of passion and lust, to sweat and screams ...

I meet at the door. Come on, lie down, hello! You're in shape today - you're crazy. Take off your shoes and kiss me on the lips. I press my whole body against a strong chest, you squeeze me with a steel ring of your strong hands and respond to a kiss hot, bursting into my mouth like a tornado. Slightly remove, look into the eyes and smile, understanding everything that I had in mind. We smile, in the eyes - the desire to tear to pieces and eat each other.

So comfortable in your strong arms. You're twice as big as me and powerful as a mountain. But I pull you, obedient, behind me - into the room. For the belt. And unbutton it leisurely, looking into your blue eyes. You slyly smile, unleashing the belt of my silk robe. There is no more clothes under him - and I hear how your breathing is lost ...

Coped with lightning. You, dear, you can stay dressed ... to the waist - so even more interesting. That's just the clothes below you do not need now.

I push into a chair and kneel, in my own way, spread your legs. Your eyes light up with special fire from the anticipation of sweet, and a beautiful, even, strong orange-cap boletus just jumps into my mouth, dipping my head in a juicy kiss. The tongue is spinning, catching the bridle, climbing under the foreskin. Gentle, smooth head, created to caress her ...

Fingers catch elastic balls in the bag, slowly roll. Lips crawling over the filling cock, feeling every elastic wreath. Tongue strokes the bottom, tickles the sides. I pulled in - you moan:

- Oh, what are you doing ?! - and you are pushing towards. Impatient. Let me caress ...

I suck, gently squeezing a member at the base, not letting you go free. Not now, sweet.

Yes, you really sweet ... These first drops are nectar. I lick them carefully, getting into the hole with the tip of the tongue. Hmmm ... Rub your cheek against the stony organ. So warm and silk. Eat!

And again, lips are sliding, absorbing a formidable weapon. Still, deeper - lips tubule. Nose - in the stomach. Letting you podmahivat. You're on edge. Stop. I want in this way ...

I get up and go to the bed, the dressing gown flows down from the shoulders. Looking from behind the shoulder - you get up behind, shaking the mast. You know, that I won't give up, that I offer something ...

I lay down on the bed, slightly lowering my head from the edge and, with a smile, draw my finger, licking my lips. You understand everything correctly - I allow you to fuck your mouth. You love it so much! Yes, this is your holiday for the lieutenant.

You almost gently penetrate your beloved mouth, pushing towards you, increasing the amplitude. I already feel your head in my throat. The trunk is stone hot. Starts Fucking like a whore. Yes, I am so for you! Today.

Your hands wander through my body, stroking my chest, tummy. Waves of desire devour me, the handle covers your big palm and pulled down my wriggling body. I want you crazy. Touch me there - and blow up!

But you decide differently. You lift me by the hips, like a doll, throwing them on your shoulders. You stick your lips in me, passionately, passionately. Drink, already current, like a bitch. Sticking your tongue again and again.

Absolutely mad - I suck up myself, forgetting everything in the world. There is only this crazy dance-absorption of each other. And who fucks whom - without a difference!

You roar and shoot me in the throat with hot volleys. It is difficult to swallow upside down. But from your smetanka I will not refuse!

You tremble, and your tongue in me is completely embarrassed, cuts like oil, deeply. Everything! I lose control. Darkens in the eyes. Seems to scream ...

You twist me in your strong hands and, kissing on the lips, you put it back on the bed. Cuddle to yourself, lying down next. Inhale the smell of hair near my ear. They stick to the temple of sweat. You like the smell of my body, I know. So you lick off the sweat from my temple. A little ticklish. I blissfully smile and lick your nose. You snort and we laugh happily.

The holiday began nicely. Just do not understand whose holiday turned out more. You are the winner again, my lieutenant. As always. So it should be!

And - yes, the holiday has just begun. Now rest and continue. There will be a second, and salad, and compote. And a lot of dessert ... You're a sweet tooth!

We have the whole night ahead. Today will be all that the lieutenant wants. And for fleet lieutenant I am today a port whore. Favorite slut. The only one.