1. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 1
  2. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 2
  3. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 3
  4. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 4
  5. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 7
  6. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 5
  7. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 6
  8. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 9
  9. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 8
  10. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 7
  11. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 10
  12. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 11
  13. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 12
  14. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 13
  15. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 14
  16. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 15
  17. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 6 (continued)
  18. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 16
  19. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 19
  20. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 20
  21. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 21

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Rita and I walked a bit, then sat in a restaurant and went to the Sparrow Hills. Still, in my heart I am a romantic and, having met the woman of my dreams, I wanted to take care of her, just like in my youth, I took care of my peers.

Birch and maple groves on the Sparrow Hills met us in September, when I left the hospital, this golden autumn. The trees were dazzling with greenish, yellow and red foliage of a wide variety of shades, and the same foliage, but already fallen, was laid under a soft carpet. This riot of colors under the bright blue not in the autumn sky and in the same way not in the autumn scorching sun then pleased the eyes and even filled the soul with some incredibly unrestrained optimism. So what if there are long cold autumn rains ahead and just penetrating raw winds, slush, and then the coming of the winter cold, which threatens to freeze everyone to the bone? Over the winter, spring will come again, and the violent colors of summer will bloom so that the golden autumn that comes to replace them can make us happy like it is in September. And, most importantly - an extract from the hospital "is suitable without restrictions." But now is January! Soon I fly to the Crimea! And what a wonderful air here! And what are the views of the capital from the height of these mountains. Rita and I were kissing in the shade of the trees, as if we were once again very young. Today everything is wonderful, but tomorrow - the army!

It is not enough to receive invoices and demands, it is now important to knock it all out, wrest from our vile, greedy rogues. And this is the whole art! But I figured out how to turn it all! Tomorrow! And today ... In front of me now was the formation of sailors from the Leningrad Marine Regiment - I “knocked out” them in the General Staff as a platoon of my guards. I need security necessarily!

- Well, sailors, salty ears, wide flared - did not change your mind? Will guard the commander of the Crimean front! And who is this just a hefty "petrel" - the foreman of the first article of Frost? Step? Fine! Now go away! But you, Comrade Chief Executive Ivanov, stay for another five minutes. We have to talk. An interesting conversation!

I knew that it was necessary to fully pronounce his rank, for some reason, the sailors were somehow especially worried if the title was called “sergeant” and not “foreman of the second article.” I told everything that Ivanov had invented and thought over, he really liked. Generally he seems like a dashing warrior! And exactly the same adventurer, like me in the shower!

Margarita arranged all the documents for a couple of days, now we are going to this house this evening - we need to inspect everything. The owners have already left, having received money and having written a receipt for me - all honor to honor. Only the sweet kisses of the hot hostess remained in her memory - how she cried at parting. Well, go to the house. Well done my ordinary. Already here dinner is on the table - scrambled eggs with sausage smell wonderful, then pickled cucumbers, sliced ​​bacon with streaks, ham and cheese - my general ration. Immediately, Rita even rumbled in her stomach, and mine did too - we both laughed. And Stepanenko wished us a pleasant appetite and cleverly disappeared - they settled in the makeshift camp with the adjutant.I immediately warned Rita so that she would examine the whole house later, like the future owner.

We had a wonderful dinner, I told some funny stories and could not stand it. I got up and, picking up this amazing young woman in my arms, carried the familiar road into the bedroom. And there we fell out of life for a while. Now only she existed for me, my woman, moving with me in the same rhythm, forcing me to forget about everything except her body, her gentle caress and our passion! And I definitely decided - she will be my wife! By the middle of the night, we still stopped - I myself did not expect such a violent passion.

I lay down higher and looked at the mess we arranged in the room. My clothes were scattered across the floor, Rita's skirt and stockings were lying around the bed. One pillow was also lying on the floor, and Rita’s panties were lying on it. Rita herself was asleep, covered with a duvet cover, and a blanket crawled out of it hanging from the back of the bed. It was like a hurricane here ...

- Hmm, the meeting was held at the proper level, - I stated and tried to get up, trying not to wake my wonderful hot neighbor. How lovely she is, how wonderful it is that I met her, the woman of my dreams!

“Don't go,” she muttered sleepily. “Get close, it's still early.” I feel so good with you. I'm just happy. You're so sweet and good. I was so wonderful. I'm so happy...

In response, I stroked her shoulder and nevertheless stood up.

Passing into the kitchen, put the kettle on the stove and slightly tidied up the room. There was a hurricane right there. We see we approached each other.

Brewing tea, went to wake Rita. However, instead of waking up, we again made love. By the way, why did I wake her up - let him sleep here and get used to it. I was going to make her an offer today! How I miss the female affection! Oh, how lovely she is. In the light of a desk lamp, I admired my future wife, as I had hoped.

Zagorelaya gladkaya kozha, CO sledami From kupalnika, nesmotrya nA January, with round bodrami, ploskim zhivotikom down kotorogo tonkaya polosochka black volos vela to manyaschey pescherke mezhdu stroynyh nozhek, vysokaya tvordaya chest ne rozhavshey escho young woman with dark torchaschimi soskami. Although Rita is already 29 years old, as they say, “it's time, brother, it's time.” It is decided that in the morning I will make her an offer! And now ...

I involuntarily hung over her, with my hands on the bed on either side of her chest. She put my burning tight penis to her small lips and moved them up and down the gap several times. Miraculously, she also wants!

The head of the penis was wet from her discharge - apparently the beautiful Rita was very excited. Suddenly, she again put the upper part of the member wet from the lubricant to the entrance of the vagina, she leaned on me with a basin. I felt my head completely tightly wrapped around the ring of her lips. Putting both hands on my buttocks, she lay back, pressing my pelvis to her. I began to help her, pressing the member inside and he easily slipped inside for the entire length. Frozen for a few moments, I tried to realize the first sensations. I had sex with a woman whom I loved at first sight! I was again in it! It was divine. A moment later, I began to rhythmically move the penis of her vagina with it, gradually increasing the amplitude and not taking my eyes off the view that opens to me. Rita lay closing her eyes and breathing uneasily. Her hands, lying on my back, slightly trembled. Her thrusts swayed heavily at my every jolt, and it seemed as though she had water-filled balloons inside.

It was so wonderful and exciting! Then I turned Rita on the tummy - from the sight of her such a simply gorgeous elastic round priests, I was even a little stunned!

I felt, as with each pressure, my balls lightly touched her butt and this further strengthened the sensations of the member sliding into her vagina, where, in the very depths, he seemed to touch something. It was wonderful, Rita moaned so sweetly and now she howled loudly - I finished in her womb again! I will definitely have a son! I was delighted!

In the morning we had just a festive breakfast! Stepanenko in the market took out a small bouquet of flowers, the adjutant handed her a large box of chocolates, and I made an offer to Rita and put a wedding ring on her ring finger. And Rita suddenly burst into tears, hugging me tightly. She later told me, so much embarrassed that when she saw me, she almost became sullen by the sight of such a brave general who suddenly grabbed her hands and gently kissed her trembling fingers. And suddenly I now offer her hand and heart - she did not even dare to dream about it.

And then a knock at the gate - the widow of the border guard came with her son and sister, as Rita and I had previously agreed. They have nowhere to live and my offer is so by the way! So our breakfast went to an early dinner - Anastasia Ivanovna, Vitalik, her son and the written beauty Xenia, her younger sister, were clearly hungry ....

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