Before dinner, there was still a lot of time; the svaty-girlfriends sipped wine. Elena has been trying for many days to start a conversation about the life of Nina before marriage, as she met Egor, whether there were such moments in their lives that came to divorce.

- You do not see that I am so modest. Before marriage, I was so distracted that the guys were a coward for me as the leader of a gang. She graduated from eight years in Armavir, she entered the technical school there ... Yes, my mother's brother was the director there, so no problem. The first course, the first orgy for the new year ... Yes, I myself organized. Three guys, four girls. Day, can you imagine? Day fucking ... Then of course it was a shame, but the next feast is already the eighth of March. You probably already realized that the breaks between games were less and less each time. Three years of study are noted in my memory as a complete fucking.

“So your lips are so ... fleshy.”

- Probably. I didn’t even notice how they became so ... So, I did. My mom agreed to send me to Krasnodar to practice. It was there that I saw Egor for the first time ... I settled in with him at the enterprise. Fell in love with him at first sight, damn it. He is five years older than me, already a shabby man, his own living space, a decent salary for an accountant-economist. But the girls around him respectively. And he is clever, he understands that yes how. That I see one ass embosses, then another, and they are happy, bitches.

And I decided to okhomutat him. But acting on the contrary - he gives me a sign of attention - I push aside, build myself into a touchless person. He is a flower for me on the table - I am: "Yegor Pavlovich, take him to Lidochka from the planned!" A naturally inaccessible fruit is the most desirable. I, of course, imitate myself thinking about having sex with him. For the weekend I go to my mother. There I fuck with a familiar guy to hell - I quench my passion for Yegorushka. It was time corporate. I already take tokens from him. But everything is in line - touchless touch. He volunteered to take me to the house where I rented a room with granny. Autumn. I cling to his shoulder, fun chirping about all sorts of nonsense. Fucked up in the form of three okhlamonov, blocked our way. Threats quickly turned to reality. Egor, as you understand, is not a fighter, although he protected me, but from the very first strike he fell into the sediment. The blow fell on his clever little head. As I boiled ... you would see. Fucked up in the form of a brutal lioness appeared before the men who wanted to fuck me. I'm trying to move one foot at least where. The footwear is heavy, almost falls off my leg, I take off the stocking-boot ... Do you remember that fashion was, platform with a fabric shaft ...? So here. I take off my boots, ka-a-ak hit the nearest temple. Immediately out. He got the second one on the back, straightened it from pain, and immediately snapped it in the balls. The third tried to rush at me, but then Yegor woke up, grabbed him by the leg. The peasant's jaw banged straight from the impact on the frosty ground. And I can’t be stopped, with mats, threats to fuck themselves, blows with a boot, all the while trying to get into the groin of men. Well, Yegor would have saved them — he would have torn him apart.

I calmed down. I started crying hysterically - laughter and crying covered me like orgasms. And it passed.I look at my mans lip bleeds, from the mouth, too, a trickle of blood. On your own, led him to her. Granny woke up immediately, as she heard a male voice. The agreement was that I should not take the eBay home ... I was always confused by foul-mouthed people. I saw the problem, calmed down ... No, what are you. We cleaned Yegor, drunk tea and sent home for a taxi. Six months later I became Sintsova. We continue to work at one enterprise. I hid the experience of sexual intercourse from him, as I decided to leave the past, to forget forever - I am now the wife of a successful man.

Bitches know that he is a married man, and his bend. That boobs in the neckline do not fit, the fabric on the skirt pity, in quotes. And he does not calm down, just flattering whores. I am jealous, I make a complaint to him - he laughs off, says just a light flirt. I start to let tears - even worse. Turns away from me, for days does not respond. Act differently. I make fun of the girls, he also chuckles with me, calls them prostitutes.

Already I understand - tears annoy him, alienate me. How to hold? An ancient method is to become pregnant. Only then I realized that I did even worse. I already do not go to work, I excuse myself with bad thoughts. Probably, complications started from them ... Give me a sore throat ... Everything, I think, Khan to my marriage - who needs a sick wife. But Egor supported me at that time, he never lingered from work, shopping and hospitals all the time with me.

Only about two years after the birth of Alice was his love shown. I see after these absences he shows more passion to me. And then I decided - let him walk, just to not offer a divorce. She began dating men. And so they lived, I knew about his infidelities, he guessed mine. But the word divorce, we never said each other.

- And we have with Vitka word divorce has become some kind of bad game. We'll watch, talk to each other nasty things and then we fuck each other up.

- This is probably a psychological term.

- Yes, like any other human behavior, psychologists have invented terms. - Lena had the following question. - If our children get married. Will your relationship with Yuri continue?

- Yes ... Why deceive yourself ... you? I tell you and myself - no. But the guarantee - I will not give, nor you, and especially myself. We love this thing with you?

- Yeah. You are a young woman, and I am after twenty-five ...

- How did you manage to save the hymen?

- Mommy's instructions ... Lesbians sometimes ... Have you had this experience?

- Heh! All kinds of perversions, all ...

- And you Egor in the ass ...?

- Not! I am still a virgin for him there. And you?

- And we with Vitka immediately after the birth of Jyrka. I saw my manden, brought me with my complaints to such a sin. At first I didn’t like it, but after a year and a half I got used to it ... Egor, I'm sorry, on the second date I gave it there. But apparently I am not the first, already experienced in this matter. I still want to ask. And how is your daughter? Suddenly find out? Suddenly there will not be enough of her caress Yurkina?

- I have twenty years of experience in conspiracy. Do not be afraid, svoyyushka, do not hurt your sweetheart, my daughter. Somehow turn out ... Of course they will live in our house, but if it happens that they will live with you. And Victor wants Aliska fuck?

- This doggy dog ​​exactly thinks such fucking? Let it be better for you to live ... But isn't Alice resistant?

- Alice can outrun us with you ... Before I started fucking ... Yes, yes! All I went to bitch ...

- In what time?

- She is... ? Fifteen more was not. Why did you yourself obey your mother?

- I threatened to give to the orphanage, which stood a hundred meters from our house. I planned it myself, as soon as I become an adult I will fuck. The truth wanted to start earlier, already even agreed with the guy alone. I went to his private house. In the bus, I began to feel some horseradish. I was scared ...

- Sorry then?

- Of course I was sorry.

- And I was twice brought to orgasms in buses. The second time Yurka ... There is still time, I will tell. The first time I was eighteen years old. In Armavir, going to college. Already October has come. Clothes on me according to the weather.The skirt is warm, under it nylon tights. Knitted jacket, a blouse under it. I barely have time to jump into the back door of the "accordion", I get into a bunch of guys, just hurrying to study. She ran twenty meters in all, and was out of breath as if from a hundred meter. I stand, fanning my collar. It turned out that the buttons on the jacket and blouse unbuttoned, and I expose charms. The guys understood it in their own way. After all, they are like a crowd of brave men - they began to squeeze, paw. I stand, I am silent. I think how long they will reach. At the next stop, the people still sat down, crushed us into a corner. The guys my buttons have already been freed from the eyelets, the skirt has been lifted, the ass-apnea is tight through ...