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good luck, Ivan was in place. It took five minutes to tell the story of what happened, two - to find Oleg, a call to Valery Yakovlevich’s sports camp ... We met the coach at a hole in the fence, Ivan explained the situation as he went. We entered the building from the fire entrance, went through the bedrooms and stopped at the vozhatskoy chamber. There they spoke loudly, in a businesslike manner, male voices, or rather youthful voices: “Now he will bring you everything and see for yourself ... they will not give! Where are you going, slut! Your husband, horned ... ". Then I could not stand it, I broke the door and with a fist kick knocked out the first “athlete” who walked around the ward and read the morality of the girls. The second one rushed out the window, but Oleg cut him there. The girls were sitting on Natakhina’s bed with their feet, on the bedside table there was a started bottle of “Black eyes” and tea cups. As it turned out, the third one ran to the camp for “evidence”, that is, photographs. We waited for him for about seven minutes, and then he himself fell into our hands ...

I will not pull the tires, and I don’t remember all the details, much water has flowed under the bridge. I will say this - the “athletes” their coach kicked out in disgrace from both the national team and sports in general. One of them turned out to be a "difficult" teenager and was already seen in such antics - he fucked a young teacher in his school, but then did not give way to the case. Some more bottles of wine and pills were found in the Dinamo’s ward, I don’t remember now what, whether sleeping pills, or sedative, such as Dimedrol. His then they mixed our durram, and then you know.

The weekend disco was excellent, after which I earned a certain prestige and I was invited to this camp for the summer months by an electrician for a few more years, until the Union collapsed, and then the summer camp “died” ... By the way, I also didn’t stay In return, you yourself are fantastic, according to, and in our times, the Surf 75 amp, which was written off and was lying in the radio room, I repaired it and took it home. It still works for me, you will not find such in our time...

My wife and I have been living for thirty-one years. We have two grown children. She is my big boss in RONO. I forgave her, because it was stupidity, and not a deliberate betrayal. Of course, I tormented Albinka for a long time, but I too had seen enough and suffered enough. For the rest of the shift and the next, the third, we did not have sex, I even spent the night in the radio room, from sin - head-to-head, and you can’t command a member! I was very afraid that she "flew" from the "athletes" and waited, and I was angry at her, which was there to hide, but then everything fell into place ... Of course, I remember everything, but I rarely remind my wife, even as a joke, although I sometimes call “drunk, crumpled, pioneer leader ... tra la la, la la la ... whore freckled" - from a famous song. Alka at first was very worried and tormented, afraid that I would leave, roared “To nightmares, especially if I was late somewhere — then there was no special call, but then time cured everything. Even a plus was formed. After these events, my wife was transformed. No, she didn’t walk or walk, didn’t demand group sex, but our relationship with her in bed became completely different. She became a woman, which one? Fucking, ready to fulfill any of my fantasies and desires. When porn became more or less accessible, she even I took the tapes from the girls at work and we lit it with the TV ... Well, among other things, I still love her ...

With her “partner”, Natasha, we are friends of families. As it turned out, this bitch was not so drunk when I tore her in the ass and we still remember it. And while she was not married, I regularly fucked her, with the silent consent of Albinka, who, feeling guilty, pretended that nothing was happening. Now it rarely happens, after all, the husband is there for that, and age is already ... although in the last New Year holidays Natusik performed such an amazing blowjob for me ... Hmmm!

There is one more character left. Marina Vyacheslavovna ... Here you are figs! I can only say that we had it. So much so that one memory aches in my chest to this day! And Marinka then fine my slut brains. Sorry the connection was broken ...

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  • December 13, 2017 12:07

    Respect the author, cool story, I love to read about wives whores)

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  • December 13, 2017 13:31

    And even better to find these wives and help to be born new topics for such stories)))

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  • December 13, 2017 13:28

    Passion for sure - pioneer!

    Soar fires, blue nights!
    We are pioneers, we masturbate at night!

    He himself was a pioneer leader. I remember very well, in detail, what the late planners of counselors ended with when the headmistress fell off to the side, and the counselors, breaking up into pairs, or even started off more at night "duty", like not letting the "mischievous pioneers" smear other sleepers. By the morning, they themselves were "smeared", who is in what? And this is not about alcohol ... :)

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  • December 13, 2017 13:41

    “As this knot was revealed it was not so drunk when I kicked it in the pop ...” - Duc ha! if you do it with feeling and alignment, putting the right accents and making the necessary accents, then any young lady will sober up ... and remember FOR LONG!)))

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  • December 13, 2017 14:46

    very good story and the ending is just super !!! I love when it would seem hopeless deeds and actions smart and positive people will always find the right way

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  • December 13, 2017 15:34

    Thank.

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  • December 14, 2017 4:00

    What's this. The funniest thing is the couples in the camp. We had one such one, on the third day I stuck together the main camp. It was a number. Another one pair of tears protrude. One familiar neighbor clown and pioneer leader from one southern city. How many tears there were ... I cried with laughter))
    Well, the arrival on day 5 of one soldier of a goat or a pioneer bitten by dogs, fucked on the head with a cast-iron lid weighing 60 kg, is good though on a tangent, a pioneer leader is a trifle.
    And what we learned there was, at the end of the 80s, even here it was inconvenient to write on the site))) The Kama Sutra did not even lay near.

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  • December 14, 2017 10:40

    Great story, just remembered and his youth and youth. Only not in a pioneer camp, but in a sport camp in Yalta. It will be necessary to expose your story. Fine! 10 +

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  • December 14, 2017 17:26

    “The marina has completed the day before the room, where the living room of the mate is on the maid of the cave
    She could not miss the two left guys in the room with the counselor. So Marina was aware of what is happening? And according to the plot it turns out that only three guys and two “victims” knew. How so?

    "Natahya wider stretched her legs and muttered:" Let us do this already, and then her husband came to her, all of us snapped ... "."
    “As this knot was turned off, it was not so drunk when I sent it to the pop ...”
    What the ... So she was aware of who was tearing her? Female friendship ... "and your wife is a floor of a peretrahalo camp"

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  • December 15, 2017 10:55

    I admit that Marina thought that it was just communication - they did not fuck them up.
    When she was torn off, she could sober up, she understood, but she didn’t say anything, because they were waiting for others.
    Let me remind you that this is actually written from the words "an eyewitness." There are certain rough edges, for which I ask you to excuse. The main thing he liked.)))

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  • December 15, 2017 15:06

    Not fucked? So what was the one in the closet? Well, it does not matter if the customer liked it.
    10 balls. Well written. Especially for the fact that this dude (husband) was with his head on his shoulders. And then it is full of such that, not knowing they turn around, they will fall down into the sunset.

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  • December 15, 2017 18:19

    I think he is like a husband from a joke - there is no balcony, it means in the closet, when he heard the sound of footsteps.
    Glad to like it. here the matter is that all this has already overgrown. When I listened to him, I opened my mouth altogether with surprise. I never would have thought such a thing about them with my wife. Well, I’m not such a strong writer, but here he needs to please, so that the fairy tale doesn’t come out at all, and so that you would have fun ...

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