Lera moaned loudly, wanted to slip out, but he kept the prey tight. And he tortured sweetly, painfully, enjoyed himself and gave pleasure to her. At some point, his eyes snatched the picture completely. Leroux tossing about in agony, her beautiful golden curls are scattered over her shoulders, a white cotton sheet, wrinkled nipples of desire, a quivering white breast and sweat over her upper lip. It was so excitingly sexy and agitated that he could not stand it, and he ran his beautiful, even dick over her lips, pushing them apart, and slowly began to enter a tight, wet slit.

Lera often breathed, rose on her elbows to fall again into the universe of bliss:

- Take me soon. Do not muchaaaai.

He thrust his stake deep into her. Only the eggs stopped moving inland. The head rested against the center of the uterus, politely greeted her and she answered with trepidation, waves of bliss and pleasure spread through her and came back. He began to batter her, satisfying his hunger, filling him with energy and sensual joy:

- Yes, yes, take me all the way ...

Pleasure filled her, reaching to the top, burst into small streams of happiness, which flowed and rushed into her treasury. When it was full, the girl's strength dried up. She finished frantically, with a dumb cry, clutching her fingers in the hips of her man.

Alex looked dimly, his dick filled with sperm, the joy of owning, shot into the bosom of a girl. Lot. Sperm filled the space inside and began to flow slowly, as if realizing the importance of the accomplished moment.

Hot and exhausted, they lay on the mint and damp bed of a sunny room. In the distance, the Arch of Triumph shone imperially, Alex smoked. In one hand, a cigarette, on the shoulder of the second rested the light head of the girl, silence and delight, only the smoke settled on the dust particles, circling their sunny dance.

Then there was an early dinner. His; - steak and potatoes, fried in duck fat. A bottle of red wine. Her; - trout and light dry white wine.

Hand in hand, they roamed the crowded streets of Paris. Opera house and a small cafe, hot coffee and a croissant. Galeri Lafayette and handbag from Chanel. She could cry from such a generous gift (gallery owner, you see, generous philanthropist), but only rushed to the neck, hung on Alex and often:

“Thank you, thank you,” tears did not come out on her face, but her heart faltered.

The sixth floor of the gallery and the marvelous view of Paris on the open terrace. The setting red sun, the last rays touched with love the multi-million city.

In the men's, freestanding Gallery, Alex bought a dozen blue shirts, a pair of polos and gold cufflinks.

Walking in the evening in Paris. The Champs Elysees in the bright framing of houses from Tiffany and Chanel, Lido with a mob crowding; - red asterisks of cigarettes in the hands of elegant men, and black little dresses of women in cashmere coats.

“You're the best thing that happened to me in the last five years.”

He takes her hand and brings it to his lips, kissing the tips of his fingers.

Going into the room, throws bags with purchases, on the move, taking off his coat, presses Lika to the wall with his face:

- Did you miss?

- Yes.

He climbs his fingers into her panties, passes the sponge and dug them into the wet gap. The juices cover them, and he begins to invade the soft, supple flesh so quickly and with such pressure that Leakey's pussy dripped. Even faster, and she pours him a hand, a skirt and lowered panties. Alex takes out his fingers, turns her face to him. She is breathing heavily. With two fingers, he runs her moist and puffy lips. She licks them with the tip of her tongue. Slowly and looking into his eyes, like a cat, ready to mate and willing to do anything.

He tears up her thongs, picks up and puts her wet snatch on his excited stake.Sticks his mouth into her lips and furiously begins to fuck her near the wall. She wants to cry out, but his tongue is being written out by the unthinkable dance of passion in her mouth. He hews her like a wild beast, suddenly caught his female.

Eggs banging pussy, a member, like a locomotive piston enters a narrow opening, trying to tear apart and turn the uterus out. He growls in her mouth and cums. Lika, a porcelain doll hangs on it. Then he came to himself, strongly pressed, trying to silently say "it was ooh ... but!".

He puts her on the floor, after removing a member. Sperm runs down her legs and she rushes into the shower.

The curtains are pathetic, and Alex is a romantic member in the city of love, so he zips his fly, takes a cigarette and, lighting a cigarette, goes to a huge window. He looks at the night city and, tired of the heat of the day, smokes. No thoughts, but a smile of happiness does not descend from the face.

“Paris,” he said in a soft, soft dialect. As if he released from his mouth a bubble with text that is drawn in comics. Surrounded by stars, sparkles and sparks.

It was a year ago.

- How is your Miss Extreme Tour and Captain of the Imperial Army? - asked Tolyan, chewing taranka and washing it down with beer. “I’ll scape from the thought that the Devil on the Prada bag will fly into this resident evil and smash us like a zombie,” and squealed, showing a mouthful of teeth with fish.

- Lena, polyethylene ass, come here, to daddy, - he patted the hairy knee, inviting Lenka to sit down.

Lenka, a portly beauty, with a flat stomach and a beautiful wide pelvis, approached Tolyan, smiling and shaking her luxurious hips. Only black tango panties were wearing it.

She sat on her knee and smiled, hugging Tolyan’s skinny neck.

- Here, a woman should be obedient and laconic. Okay, go in the pool and go snorkeling with the blessed, - she got up from her knees, and he slapped her on the gorgeous ass.

Alex smiled.

- Hz Tolyan. I am in a business trip. Will not calculate.

- I will not say anything, but, in spite of her papa, she’s not a couple to you. Some kind of artificial, mannered. This “dear” she says not in the literal sense of the word, but as if the Führer was peeling potatoes and hiding hatred behind the red handle of a Swiss knife, look at it like a blush.

“We'll see,” Alex said. He got up and went to the pool, where Slavka with two girls tumbled. Lenka lay in a lounge chair. Apparently tired of the works of the righteous.

The party gained momentum. Beer over, in the course went whiskey, smoked chicken, vegetables and grass.

Tolyan grabbed Lenka's boobs and whispered vulgarity in her ear. Why she flushed and pushed away from her gentleman, joking. Slavka showed everyone the biceps and dice of the abdomen. The girls admired the figure, and especially he himself. Periodically Slavka hugged and squeezed two girls. Alex, at first, was serious and firm, like Fort Knox.

Whiskey did their job, they can be calm. After the second bottle, Tolyan departed in the faithful and sat it on a bench. Began to shove her cancer. The girl's wide ass was shaking, her back was arched like a cat's, and her boobs were beating against each other. Her hands clutched at the edge of the bench, and a minute later, she fell on her face, sticking her ass high and quietly moaning.

Tolyan, seeing this situation, was inspired and began to thrust her finger in the ass. She trembled all over like a filly on a pasture. Then, without thinking twice, he took out his wet dick from the girl's well and put it to the dark hole of the anus. Head smeared juice in the hole and began to slowly penetrate. Lenka moaned like three hundred virgins in a harem, but she did not twitch, she was afraid to move. As soon as the penis began its movements back and forth, as soon as the anus opened to meet Tolyanin's instrument, Lenka fell into a stupor and, groaning loudly, began podmahivat the faithful.

- Oh, what a bitch I have, - shouted Tolyan, beat down Lenka on sweaty and shaking buttocks. - On, on, get it. Say what a beautiful dick your boy has.

- Mmm ... good oh ooh, mmm beautiful ... oh my ass is on fire !!!

Seeing such an experimental start, Alex snatched one girl from Slavik and put him on his knees in front of him. He took out a member who had gotten up from a strange orgy from the wet trunks and put it in his mouth:

- Suck!

She began to suck him, podrachivaya hand.

- Well, kapets, well, mouth. Lick him and the eggs. Well done. Now deep. Do not try and do.

The first call was unsuccessful, but she did not stop trying. Every time better and better. The mouth was covered in saliva, lipstick smeared on the face. Finally, she succeeded, the passage was free, and the member entered the narrow throat, like a knife in butter.

Slava was sitting on the couch at that time, and a third girl was jumping on his crooked cock. He admired how tits jump in pursuit of an orgasm, how nipples tremble nervously, how his chest swelled with a wheel and takes a complete form: “oh, in the championship I would show the result”.

Next picture number two. Lenka lies on Tolyan, his penis is in her anus, she is also spreading her legs, giving Alex a pussy, which the second beauty licks behind wet and hardened eggs ...

So, after thinking for another month, Alex decides to give up his blond fairy. He already knows that the only and desired bridegroom is in her environment; rich, not stingy, fucking like a god and the man who gave the word, will keep him, is benevolent, sensitively reacts to the mood of his beloved, doesn’t stand out for the dirty linen in public.

Before the decision of Alex, she was in Spain with her friends, where she faithfully lowered her father's and Alex's money. Constantly nazvanivaya favorite than enter it into a stupor, not letting her miss. He learned not to hear her. The main thing is if he needs a woman to whom he is already deaf?

And here earrings with black pearls were bought (apparently, this is a tragedy), the necklace rests in a separate box.

I wonder where the feelings of these two will be? In different federations?