1. This wonderful portal. Part 1
  2. This wonderful portal. Part 2
  3. This wonderful portal. Part 3
  4. This wonderful portal. Part 4
  5. This wonderful portal. Part 5
  6. This wonderful portal. Part 6
  7. This wonderful portal. Part 7
  8. This wonderful portal. Part 8
  9. This wonderful portal. Part 9
  10. This wonderful portal. Part 10
  11. This wonderful portal. Part 11
  12. This wonderful portal. Part 12
  13. This wonderful portal. Part 13
  14. This wonderful portal. Part 14
  15. This wonderful portal. Part 15
  16. This wonderful portal. Part 16
  17. This wonderful portal. Part 17
  18. This wonderful portal. Part 17 (ending)
  19. This wonderful portal. Part 18
  20. This wonderful portal. Part 19
  21. This wonderful portal. Part 20

If youth knew — if old age could! Everything is logical, but maybe an explosive mixture in one person. And this is my childhood friend and a stormy youth spent, Zhora, aka Georgy, aka Georgy Ivanovich Milovanov, operas by the grace of God and such an incredible experience of direct struggle and subtlety struggle. So do not sit by him! Experience and knowledge of the future is the sea of ​​energy in this young body.

Our weddings were held in one day, everything was chino and modest, but the next day we sat with our wives and parents in the restaurant "specifically." No, we didn’t get drunk there at all - we just had fun our way I brought to the kitchen a pot with already soaked meat and soon we were served a kind of kebab. Salads, I also made myself, about mayonnaise here still not in the tooth with his foot, I had to write. So carrots with garlic and mayonnaise and boiled eggs, cut in half and watered with mayonnaise, and even this our "kebab" made a certain sensation. But Zhora something sad:

- Jeka, or providence, or the Most High or the cosmic mind gave us a second life, so you need to do at least something global, right?

- So, Zhora no longer pour, - our wives began to laugh, knowing already our jokes and jokes from the future.

Well, Zhora disappeared from the morning of the next day and came to me in two days, of course, like all men, already in the morning, as if hardly alive with fatigue. Like in a joke - what makes a young man early in the morning? She gets up, gets dressed and goes home. Putting on the floor a large arms bag, he swallowed all the food that I put on the table, quickly drank coffee and began to tell, and then they say he will fall asleep soon.

... I remembered and rushed through the portal in our time. Our, but not such, obviously parallel world. But this art gallery, our enterprising mayor, made here an exhibition of weapons of all time on two floors. The ticket price is absolutely minimal, so in the afternoon there are crowds of young guys, and in the evening, and adults. Male craving for weapons, as you know, is already embedded in the genes of any man, naturally except for effeminate male creatures who dream of same-sex love. In the afternoon, I stitched around the city, passed a couple of gold ducats to a pawnshop, bought us a bunch of little things like shaving foam, razors with floating blades and, of course, the wonderful Fahrenheit cologne, your favorite. Well, and our wives - laying with wings, since in this time they are not. Well, at night - for the cause.

I easily opened the locks of the black entrance and turned off the alarm. Highlighting a flashlight, I put in this weapon bag, bought on the market - MP38 "Erma", FN FAL, our competitor "Kalash", MG-34, heavy, dog. Well, a bayonet from AK and "Cherry", a great scout knife. Quiet, I went out, closed the door and decided to go behind the picture gallery. And then I was literally flown by such a skater woman with a bright aroma of light fume, but absolutely definitely expensive alcohol.

- Oh, what a man! And you just walk past me like that when I need a man so much? I do not believe this and ask to help me in a very delicate matter ... A very delicate and very urgent matter!

Stupid, so the lady just wants sex.They had a great corporate party, they all picked up from the heart, but since she was the head of their marketing department, all the men simply did not dare drive up to her, as they boldly approached drunk girls from the department with a very vile erotic offer of each. Well, a drunk woman just needs to ... well, do you understand me? Very necessary! And I will not let you go! And absolutely urgent!

Soon, she dragged me behind a large bench beside me, laid such a small rug on the ground — took me out of the office, leaving. The spectacle was just super - in a light highlight of the lanterns on the rug in the knee-elbow there is such an appetizing young still lady with a cool figure and she is waiting! What should I do? And then do! And that saved me! Just saved! At the same time I got great pleasure!

As I later understood, since I did not turn on the alarm again, an alarm was sounded, and now there were flashes of flashing lights in the distance. The police came to our bench in silence and, illuminating with flashlights, saw the erotic spectacle of sex in nature. Of course, they wanted to “get acquainted” with me, but after the loud wish of the lady to go to their ... well-known address, they laughed and left. Yes, as I later joked fun - Stirlitz was on the verge of failure. Having finished perfectly after long frictions and a stormy orgasm of a lovely lady, and of course - in her magnificent ass, I decided to “lie to the bottom” even for a day. And then the praise from the lady and the proposal to go to visit her. She is tomorrow day off. We lay on the mattresses, and in the literal and figurative sense! Idiom of the Italian Mafia!

In the morning we repeated the “material covered”. Nadia lay with her legs so widely apart that her large labia dispersed to the bottom, exposing small, pink lips, between which there was a narrow slit, which always was such a coveted entrance to her most intimate, her treasury. Her vagina was very beautiful, her big lips were plump and long, the small pink lips resembled a half-distended flower, at the bottom of which there was such a small slit. I did not expect that her entrance was like that of a girl, so small and narrow. It was so wonderful, inside she was plump and hot, as if the volcano of our passion was burning - how bright and exciting it is! The slightly ribbed hot channel of her vagina so wonderfully massaged my “fighter”! Yes, she allowed to finish it!

It is good that Nadia liked me during the day. She was 10 years older than me and repeated everything - “Another ten years and you could be my son.” No, Nadia, it would be incest, and so we just enjoyed each other. She smelled so wonderful, she was so sexy that she was wrapped in an ancient, strong animal instinct. Before me was such a beautiful and desirable female for a long time by me that there was only one desire left to take possession of it, and what would happen then did not matter at that moment. It was as if I returned with her to the cave age, and Nadia enjoyed it very much. She screamed so hard, ending violently that even on the street they laughed - yet only the second floor. But now she ends up again - unable to restrain herself, Nadia again screamed desperately and protractedly, dashed her head around the pillow, scattering her beautiful, long hair over it.

- Cum in me, cum, I want a baby from you, you are so strong and so cool. ABOUT! All that filled me up, ahhhhh, she moaned languidly, wonderfully, a hot wave of bliss spreads all over her stomach, aahhhhhh, how good ... she whispered hotly , so moaning and moaning even more. And I continued!

Nadya started podmahivat, we picked up the pace, she began to moan loudly, finally a wave of convulsions passed through her body, with loud moans she clucked in convulsions - she finished again. Her voluptuous moans reminded her of toli to cry, toli of laughter - it was such a middle ground between them, one would think that she was crying, but one could hear this laughter, but with my experience I understood for sure that obviously finishes, and even as - in a row several times.

We then tightly hugged and fell asleep. I at least calmed down after the nervous load of theft of weapons and police raids.Sex and cognac - that's what calms the best. Well, after a great, no, just a wonderful dinner with candles, I gave Nadya a golden ring - accidentally left in my pocket after ours with you, Zheka, a trip to my native Krasnodar. Nadya was very pleased, not a gift. as she said - just such a token.

In the twilight of the bedroom, she was so incredibly exciting at the knee-elbow. Sorry, you were not there, but it turned out great. She bent much, leaning her belly to the bed and high exposing his gorgeous ass, I gladly fell in with her. I was exactly lucky - and “lay down on the mattress,” as they say, and so successfully, with such a classy woman. How I was with her was great! And here's the finish!

- I finish, Nadya! - I croaked, lifted Nadya for her ass and planted herself more tightly, rapidly ending in it. She howled, and then I again saw the sweet convulsions of her well-groomed body. We finished almost at the same time - great!

In the morning I entered this wonderful woman again, in fact my savior. I just wonderfully entered it, inside there was heat, like in a stove, her vagina was ribbed inside, like a washboard, like marks on the sand from a receding wave. Of course, before me it was pretty stretched out, but its density, the elasticity of the walls was still felt. She was cleverly squeezing her intimate muscles - I was in complete pleasure. And Nadia, too, judging by her loud sweet moans. We even knocked on the wall a couple of times - envy! And I sped them again Nadia!

After breakfast, Nadia gave me a great blowjob, as she said - goodbye. We will never be together, but I will have a memory - your baby. And I'm so happy to meet you. Suddenly, in such a situation, but I, George, so lucky. I think that just lucky. This I have never had, from whom I did not want a child. I'm not married, but now I will leave. Already very one man calling me! And you just leave, I feel it. Bye my dear unexpected lover!

I left quietly, like a spy, and slowly walked to the portal. Apparently yesterday there was a big fuss, noise, raids, but today everyone calmed down, now there will be a lot of meetings. writings and events, such as the plan "Interception". Everything as always and all to no avail.

And here I am with you. I will sleep with you in order not to wake your beloved Janetta. But tomorrow we will deal with the affairs and move the history of the weapon forward!

3 comments
  • September 4, 2017 2:05

    10 ++++

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  • September 19, 2017 22:47

    Aha

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  • September 25, 2017 12:27

    Julia, you are very laconic! Thank you for your attention and evaluation.

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