glasses, and not cheap, I am now a public person, which means you need to keep the brand. With my eyes, I paid for the passion, which, oddly enough, was expressed in my work - now I was given to any process with real abandon. However, I also nadrachila myself with much greater zeal, my orgasms became brighter and I remembered about them more often. But as for slender legs, which stretched a little and built, there was a real embarrassment - I just needed heels vitally, and always. Well, what did I want with these deals? She promised caviar - gave. My legs were always very sore, if I got up, but there were no heels. I even had to go home to buy sandals with a fucking pink cannon and chop them around the house. But! It was not the worst thing - it was scary to sleep, because in a dream my legs were straightened anyway, and I woke up from pain in my calves. Well, you understand, it was hard, and I even have no one to complain about. Now they had to fix their legs with an elastic bandage in order to sleep well.

One evening, when I once again drank wine, I summed up the results of everything that happened to me because of the deals. I used to have a quiet life of a marsh frog, but now I had to constantly provide myself with orgasms, wash and wash clothes because of heavy discharge, silky hair had to be kneaded at least twice a week, so the evenings were long. I constantly have to cut the pussy and shave the armpits, without removing the wear studs and glasses. And I was raped and now random sex does not disturb my conscience. Oh yes! I also got an apartment, and my attractive face makes the guys turn their heads, and along with strong ass on slender legs and a chic bust - in general, fire. So whatever one may say, the changes were generally acceptable.

Slightly drunk, I decided to see what envelopes I had not yet unpacked, when, to my joy, I found new ones on the window, which again raised their number to six. Do I really need a lot of drunk to be happy?

«Deal: I want to be desired Bitch, and only about this I ask "

«Deal: I need a man that with a strong end full of love. I will pay for it with my body ”

So what? I always wanted to be bitchy, but nothing at all, but nothing at all. And a man, so that he loved ... Even between my legs in fucking sandals everything was locked. I imagined the indistinct image of a big man, a man with a figure and a thick member that shudders and rises at the mere sight of me. Br-rr ... I already want to. What else do I have left? New life, Girlfriend, flexibility and money ... The choice, of course, frankly, is strange. Well, why do I need this flexibility, and even with vulgarity in the kit? I took a black envelope and, tearing it in half, threw it on the floor. Money in exchange for the body? I don't want to be a prostitute. The second envelope in two parts flies to the floor. Yeah, a little bit left. And what should I get? Or take everything? So to say - walk so walk!

With the confidence of a drunken rhino, I took three envelopes and began to open them.

«Deal: I want to be desired Bitch, and only about this I ask "

«Deal: I need a man that with a strong end full of love. I will pay for it with my body ”

«Deal: I always wanted a friend, I'll take a bad one, I won't pity my body. ”

If I had known then, what would such a drunken decision lead to ... would never have done this. But what happened, you can return only the last envelope ...

To be honest, in the morning I thought for a long time and wondered how mysterious envelopes and deals would manifest themselves, but how can you guess? I only hoped that the word "Bitch" was used in a figurative sense, and not in the direct, but in any case, I intended to open the last envelope with a new life for any signs of my becoming a dog.

Days went by, and I did not feel any changes.So, in a quiet glander, I generally lost my vigilance and eventually met at one of the exhibitions of the new Literature with Eugenia. Honestly, I did not even suspect that her appearance in my life was somehow connected with these transactions. We met, and until the evening we just talked about books, literature and magazines. I talked about the exhibition, and Zhenya talked about her publishing house. Only one case, but how it all turned. We met with her again literally in a day, she decided to work closely with our library and, in particular, with me - to hold presentations in the area of ​​my hall, arrange meetings and publicize my work. My boss told me that I would continue to spud this Woman, because the flow of money only from them greatly improved the mood of the leadership. So we talked until the hard one brought my new girlfriend to my house, where we broke martini with wine in two snouts. Personally, I lost all memory then, but Zhenya, it seems, no ...

I woke up deep in the night, from the thirst and pleasure that Zhenya still drunk me. She noticed that I woke up and rose with a predatory smile. When she stood between my legs, for the first time I viewed not as a woman, but as a sexual object. She was twenty-nine, a hairstyle of dark hair, a thin neck, an elastic chest of the first size with wide brown nipples, one of which was pierced. Her body, still untouched by age, was flexible and agile, and slightly overgrown with pisia, glistened with drops of its juice. When I finished her assessment, I belatedly realized that she had just licked me and I literally finished with pleasure. But while I was digging into myself, Zhenya had already come to the side and stretched her leg over me, very cleverly sat on my face and grabbed my hair, poking my wet snatch and protruding the clitoris into my lips.

- Suck me Bitch, come on ... - Zhenya moaned a little hoarsely, and I surprisingly obeyed and began to lick her moist nature, each time getting more and more into the taste. Although, what to take with me? I was drunk ... - You are my bitch, come on, do mommy well ... - My nascent girl didn’t let up, while I literally got drunk on her every word and groan.

What ended that night I even remember difficult, but by morning we were like two rags soaked in women's juices and tired like dogs. I don’t know what the Envelopes did in me, but what this Eugene did, but when she addressed me, “My bitch, what a cool you are” - I was naturally happy and excited, although I was insulted. Then the usual day began, as if nothing had happened at night. For dinner, I even began to smile and wonder to myself that it was so cool to fuck. Zhenya and I phoned in the evening and laughed, deciding to arrange such evenings from time to time, but only before the weekend. And even despite her perversion, she really became close to me as a friend. Which is also not really bad ...

However, in vain I thought so, my friend was not as simple as it seemed to me initially, and even our warm friendship and two lesbian intertwines did not alarm me. Until she called me to her ...

On Friday, after work, I first went home to change clothes and spend the night at Zhenya's. And when I was spinning in front of the mirror, I noticed something black on my windowsill with my side vision. She came up and found five envelopes with transactions and one with my name. I opened it immediately and read the lines: “You have completed the twelve deals, only the last one remains. Devil's dozen limit - choose the path yourself sooner. ” Remembering the envelope with the "new life", I appreciated five new ones, of which I could choose only one.

«Deal: It's all like me and I am pleased. Secure my life, and for me only one word "

«Deal: It was sweet to pass everything, but I want again! Return me all thirteen lines again. ”

«Deal: A step towards me, I will step and become another, not a man, but myself. This is my word "

«Deal: I want to terminate the transaction all, return everything as it was "

«Deal: This game is to the liking of me, I want to promote "

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