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  3. Steppe stories. A lion. Part two

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If someone in my youth had said that I would become an avid gardener, I would have laughed to my stomach. And here I am 46. I bury the bulbs of gladiolus in the ground. And already for the second time in a week.

“Damn you to get busy with flower growing! Few fruit-berries? Yes, okay, do not grumble, Lev Ilyich, think about your women. How they love flowers! Give shameless guests a fresh bouquet for the day of knowledge "

“My women” - wife Alevtina Olegovna and mistress Olga Ivanovna. Both teachers in high school number 5.

“But what kind of bird does he like to feast on a simple onion? Need to search the Internet. Maybe forty? Traces - as if with claws scrawled. But why only here? On a flower bed? Wait, Ilyich, there is a news about a bird! You bragged before Lyudmila Nazarovna. Remember how she asked you about a flower bed. And you, fool, threw her, said that the valuable tubers. Expensive supposedly paid for them. But she could ... Of greed, of course, not anger for the sake of! ”.

I straightened my back, looked at Nazarovna’s station. 70-year-old neighbor at the site did not notice. Passed to the gate in the fence, dividing our sites rears. The irrigation pipeline is located on its site, I need to go through this door to open the taps.

For sure! I do not fix the wire loop on the picket fence so much - after watering I closed the tap and threw the loop on three bars - so that the gate did not wobble in the wind.

I remembered that I wrote out and received a surveillance camera even in winter.

“And I’m going to get old ... I’ll show her how she steals. To come up with this? Need to say about the early ripening strawberries. It, by the way, needs to be bought. And check the camera for functionality ".

He got into the car, drove home.

By evening, the camera and the video-writing notebook were securely covered from prying eyes. A good viewing angle was at the camera. Degrees 70. The audio signal was interrupted at times by the sound of wind in the microphone, but the sound from the speakers in the car was written perfectly.

He waited for the arrival of a neighbor, complained about the "magpie", dug up the "expensive" bulbs. He told about the "new" variety of scrolling.

- You, Lyovochka, such ... as his? Advanced! All in intIrnete seek out! Well done! How much did you take a bush?

- Thousand tenge! - not shy lied to the old woman. “Ten thousand people left the delivery man.”

- Share a mustache? - Nazarovna not looking into my eyes, looked at the flowerbed with strawberries. - I now my, last year, transplanted, and for your mustache I will leave a nice plot.

- Yes, when they appear there. While they take root, while they take their course. - I continued to provoke a neighbor.

We still talked a bit. I got a job early, as reported by Nazarovna, wished good night.

In the evening our daughter called.

- Daddy, on Saturday at our site will be held event. - talking about family news, said Valeria. - Hen-party. And then all the other girls spend meetings with girlfriends. So, that before lunch, the cottage should be cleansed of the male spirit!

- Without boys? - I asked about 26-year-old Lera in a crafty voice.

- Husbands will sit with children. At least Natashkin.

- Malika and Nastya did not come out again? - that I was pulled to start a woman’s talk. I do not understand.

- Dad, do you need it? - here it is - clever. Understands that this is not my business. - Bath overheated themselves. Brazier in the morning cook. So. What else? Clean it up there!

- But about tidy up, you should be ashamed! Haven't I ever picked up a blade of grass behind me?

- Sorry, parent! This is my coaching skills. Soon I will be promoted to senior manager. Mamusiku hello.

- She dreams of becoming a babusik! - I looked at Alevtina.

I can not imagine her, 48-year-old, former gymnastics, as a grandmother. The spouse looked at me, put the pen and notebooks aside.

She got up from the table, twisted the body in a spiral, stretched.Some joints cracked, clicked, fell into place.

- First, let Olezhek debug the business. - Announced the tube always daughter and son-in-law's excuse. - Dad, mom, I love and respect you. - innovation, which appeared in the daughter after talking with some Tibetan monks, serves as a farewell phrase.

- Good luck, Lera! It will not be a burden. - loudly answered Alevtina.

- Come on, until we have become grandmothers-grandfathers, we will remember the days when we dreamed of becoming mom and dad. - spouse wiped on my shoulder with his. - The lioness wants fertilization. Leo is obliged to increase the effectiveness of pride.

Alka touched the corner of my mouth with my cheek and ear. Moisture evaporated quickly, but awakened the lion. The male. Not as fast and powerful as in his youth, but pleasant. It is doubly pleasant to feel the heaviness that appears between the legs.

I slowed down the lioness wailing about me, looked into the predatory eyes. In the gray depths of them, I noticed a lustful glow that pumped a few more pulsations of blood into my pelvic region.

“I won’t spoil the lioness,” he said, narrowing his eyes: - Should the awakened youth lose their sense of reality?

Alka just jumped around my neck, as she loved in girlhood. Covering my body with limbs. A brief but passionate kiss mixed our drool. Further was like the passion of the newlyweds in the first wedding night.

Clothes flew from our bodies to the far corners of the room, like feathers from under the teeth of a cat tormenting her. Bare bodies stuck to the drops of sweat and joined the genitals. The lioness brought the pace of frictions to the maximum literally in half a minute (I quickly feared prying Alevtina away - the unsuccessful dismount from the bars in my youth caused severe pain in the lower back of my wife. But at times she, as they say, was seized and completely surrendered to sex. Here’s how, for example, today , and then he will rest).

To the slapping of bodies, the creaking of furniture beneath us. And the spouse decided to perform the aria of the orgasmic Plavalaguna - starting with low tones: oh-oh-oh-ohhh, she graduated from a high solo: aaaaaaaaaaaa !!!

Frightened by the announcement of a civil defense alarm, he sealed her mouth with a kiss. The vagina sharply and strongly, as if the lioness fell on the throat of the game, tightened, the waves that milked my penis went over it.

My desire to extend the "opera" is not supported by a member. He gave the entire charge for several compressions with all his muscles, and also quickly wilted to a normal state, fell out of the depths overgrown with thick and black hairs along the edges. I admired the failure, waited for the appearance of the gray mass. Wife grunted, plugged the gap where it was taken from a cloth.

- Al ... what brought you? - I uhaydakalsya less than she, could speak.

I had a right to ask. My previous attempts to caress this, now hoarsely breathing body, ended with standard, one might say, reference: “Let's not now, not today!”, “Are you starting again? Leave me alone! ”,“ Mood to the devil! It will turn out that you will be satisfied, and I will suffer! ”, And so with all the well-known excuses about the head, lower back, PMS, etc., etc.

“Your conversation with a young woman ...” the precious one began to answer in ten seconds. - As you cooed, I lisped with her.

- Are you about Lerke? It's like I'm talking to her for the first time. - for such an excuse, I hid my excitement caused by the desire of my daughter to organize a picnic under video surveillance, which only I know about.

“But for the first time, your eyes dreamily raised their gaze to the ceiling.”

In observation, Alevtina was always ahead of me. And I could not hide the play of imagination.

- Well, and what? - my speech dropped to teenager. Lacked only start mumble, make excuses. - I will not hide, I wanted to communicate with young people. Feel like a young man. Do not you get the idea of ​​a youth get-together?

Alka was silent for a long time. I waited for her reaction to a frank admission that she, and in fact, I, are on the verge of ... old age.

- This summer we will go to the son to Peter. - It is rather strange on her part, considering that she is in tiff with Peter, so declare. - Let's see what our youngest breathes. - She finished, getting up from the couch.

Now ...

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