has changed. At first, Henry realized that the sun was shining somehow differently, more brightly. And his hands are still gigantic squeezing narrow hips but not “Sponge O”, but “Two balls”, and it pours into the narrow bosom of another girl. Not the one I started with.

"Sponge O" was sitting next to him, and the young man saw on her face an expression of full satisfaction.

- And how am I doing? Made love with two girls and did not even notice how they changed? - Henry asked himself out loud. - Sur some!

But the girlfriends were satisfied, and Henry watched the retractable ass moving away.

“A full working day,” he thought in his mind, the number of sexual exploits in the morning and as if a hippopotamus had sunk into the water.

Jessica led him out of Nirvana. A sister in full parade patted her brother on the shoulder:

- Grooms invite us to hunt, will you go?

Henry slid indifferent dull eyes on angry eyes Lbutu, the princess also needs Cooney, and then offended.

- Ale! - did not give up Jessica.

- Sandals give? - he saw shoes on the girls' legs ...

But the hunt for Henry did not work. A clump of rainforest piled apathy on him. The white young man lagged behind, rustled, Lbutu was angry with him. Their hunt ended on a bald hill, from where it would be convenient for them to shoot game if other hunters deign to drive it to them. Henry was sitting on a stone, staring at the princess's long skirt, and tried to clean up his thoughts.

I want to drink. Hunting - in FIG. Why am I even poop here? The strap sandals are not leather, but grassy, ​​rubbed corns. I wonder where my hunting instinct went? I'd have an automatic rifle here. Do these geeks hunt at all? I did not notice. Lbutu has a shotgun. Antediluvian. And why the hell is such a long skirt on the hunt? He licked his lips.

The princess followed Henry's gaze, sighed, and lifted the hem. The young man knelt down and ducked under his skirt.

Henry recovered from the grunting grunt. A sow successfully passed a whole brood of piglets past them, which the hunter Lbutu ignored. The princess leaned her hands on the stone, and Henry energetically used her from behind. The lonely gun was lying around in the grass.

Spoiled people hunt. I wonder what it is that cuts me down? Compote? I did not drink it today. Potion that Vfuku poured into the pool? Henry finished, surprised at the number.

Lbutu led the ass, getting down from his penis, something zatopotalo joyful.

- Ohora will get angry.

The princess suddenly understood him, shook her head vigorously, pointed her hand down.

At the foot of the hill, the leader of the arms observed indifferently how the pig leads the young into the forest. With one hand he drove away the insects, and the second ... Henry saw two white legs, Jessica was kneeling, her head thrust under the kilt of the leader. Ochora blessingly held “the messenger of the Goddess of fertility” with the second hand behind the back of the head. Sister sucked.

Jessica finish badly. Suddenly, Henry felt an attack of weakness and sat down on the ground. The grass seemed so pleasantly odorous, and the loose, fat earth was so soft.

In the shade it was otpaivat ordinary water, while the other hunters were able to catch a second animal like a cross between a kangaroo and a hare. Henry tried to remember the name and could not.

I turn into a vegetable.

Throughout his dinner, with dim eyes, he watched Jessica flirt with Ohora. Thoughts in my head turned slowly, they looked like worms, but as soon as the young man tried to grab them by the tail, his thoughts slipped away.

I want coffee. I turn into a vegetable.

Somehow he managed to get to the creek. Cold water cheered him up. Perhaps it is worth conducting an experiment. For some reason, the cells of the younger priestesses were empty when Henry ran past them.I grabbed a jug with a compote and drank it to the bottom. Jessica was asleep, innocent as an angel, but Lbut was not in the room. OK, so rest, decided the young man.

**

Henry dreamed that his dick stood up so that he was about to crush him. With effort, the young man turned on his side, but the member outweighed and threw him out of bed. Henry woke up on the floor. A member stood in the dark singing cicadas. Lbutu on the bed was not.

“Interesting,” Henry headed to Vfuku’s room.

Still, compote invigorates! Instead of the high priestess, the Blond Dilda slept. The girl was lying on her side. Have I already had sex with her? I do not remember! So it will be now.

He poked a member in the lips of a girl, she did not have time to wake up, but opened his lips. Henry moved without sentiment. From top to bottom, he could clearly see how the head of the bulging cheek of the “little white” inside. "Dilda" is too rude. I will call you "Belyanochka", generously decided to "the envoy of the Goddess of Fertility." Suddenly it seemed to him that the prelude was delayed. Freeing a member from the native's mouth, Henry walked around the bed on the other side. “White-haired girl” remained in the same position, but the young man pulled her closer to the edge so that her ass hung over the edge of the high bed. The girl was wet, and Henry easily penetrated the pussy. At an angle! It's not bad too! With two hands, Henry held his partner's thigh on top. Suddenly, "Belyanochka" screamed in such a way that the young man was frightened. But it was just an orgasm. The native sighed, moaned, twitched. Henry felt weakness in his legs. Well well! They changed their posture to missionary. For the first time Henry made love with his partner, comparable to him in height. Suddenly, he found the lips of the “White-haired woman” and stuck a kiss into them. The girl answered. Wow! Henry finished. I missed a kiss?

It was inconvenient to lie down to hug “Whitehead” on the narrow bed of Vfuku, and there was no sleep in any eye. Cool. What, then, plunged me into a vegetable-like state during the day? Henry went out into the yard, but did not wait for the termination of an erection, dived into the pool. Ordinary water Unused for the night. Got out. He listened to the singing of cicadas. The moon was waning. Henry counted the days he spent on his fingers. Because of the noise of the tropical night, it was difficult to know if any of the priestesses in the galleries were sleeping? Who have I not fucked? "Sosa", "Chest", "Lobok", "Bangs". He remembered how Cooney made Chelke with Feet. The languor in the loins was returning. Forward!

Sosa was naked on her back. Reflected moonlight painted the dark body of a native woman in a milky color. She threw her right hand over her head, and Henry admired her gracefully raised chest. The woman bent her left leg, put her foot to the knee, the pussy should be opened, and Henry bent to look. "Sosa" woke up, startled, startled, but did not change her posture. Afraid to move, I realized the young man. He leaned his hand on the bed, stretched his neck, whispered:

“But you never know what I'll do now.”

Henry leaned on the frightened Sosa, as if sniffing, and with a thin, light kiss he touched the birthmark on his neck. Sosa shuddered, her defense collapsed like a house of cards, the priestess wrapped her arms around Henry. He covered her collarbone with kisses and shoulders, and she passionately wanted to lower, squirming, But Henry recoiled and commanded:

- Pose 69!

“Sosa” did not understand anything, but the young man shifted his head in the direction of her legs, a member closer to her head. She moved, giving him a place. Henry lay on his back, and "Sosa" threw his leg on him, straddled his head, caught his mouth member.

Perhaps I'll live here, Henry decided. It was interesting to him to bring the partner to orgasm first, so that she would not get up there with her lips. The night ahead was long, long, the posture did not require physical effort. Work the tongue and listen to the reactions of the girl. And “Sosa” “swam”, she sobbed, moaned, dropped her penis out of her mouth, plugged her lips again, and let go of her penis again. It was a white boy’s solo number, and when Sosa tried to free herself from the power of his tongue, Henry held her tightly with her strong hands. This is the magic of male fingers that captivated the ass "Sosa" around the perimeter of the buttocks, did the job.“Sosa” had finished abundantly, until now its “juices” only moistened the face of the young man, but during an orgasm they gushed and caught their eyes. This distracted Henry from his own feelings, he suppressed the approaching orgasm, released “Sosa”. And when she slid off him, he got out of bed and announced:

- And now the second act!

And I thought to myself. But another's good wife!

"Sosa" lay on her back and invitingly raised her straightened legs to the ceiling.

- Yes! I have not had this pose yet!

Henry settled down and penetrated. "Sosa" pressed his calves on his shoulders, and this light resistance did not allow Henry to finish right away. He moved, moved. And I thought. I wonder why all the chairs and beds of arms are so tall? Any girl lying in bed can be approached and given by mouth. As if in passing. For a doggie-style, you don't have to kneel, just put it on your stomach with your stomach, at least on the bed. And both holes are ready. Are waiting. Those who bequeathed arms to the technology of making furniture, were giants? He threw both legs of his partner on his left shoulder. The angle of penetration has changed, "Sosa" finished.

I am alert, I am strong. During the day I was a vegetable. Lost the feeling of time. Memory losses. Why? Not exactly "compote." Oh, what a "Sosa" pliable lover! Replaced the shoulder, the girl's legs slid down on his forearm. "Sosa" finished again. I am a great lover! And Henry gushed inside the stranger's wife. I pulled away. “Sosa” busily picked up her legs, pressed her knees to her chin, shyly wrapped a sheet.

- We will not sleep together?

But the woman did not understand this remark.

“Perhaps, if Lbout returns, in the morning I will be enough for the princess,” with these words, Henry went to the temple.