It was a wonderful day, the sky is blue ...
Walked in the garden with one march.
We chatted with her one-on-one,
But what about a karate reception?
She dumped me in the bushes
And breast lush crushed ...
She took me for here,
And I thought: "I kaput."
She unzipped my pants,
And I grabbed her hands ...
I begged, asked for mercy,
Shouted that I do not need sex,
What I fear is his panicky
I love her only platonic.
But it was all useless here ...
She slipped into my pants
And playful hand
I woke virginal peace.
I do not know what happened to me -
I slowly became brutal
And that which is still dormant
Suddenly, the beginning of a full harden!
I decided to return a visit ...
Shaking hands as best I could
Touched the cherished bump
And everything that was between the legs.
So sweet, feeling the flour,
I took my hand out from under the dress.
Her blouse removed trembling leaf.
He began to kiss her nipples.
I do not remember how clothes were removed ...
Everything happened by chance
And her lips whispered to me:
"It's time, my dear, - start!"
I wanted to start hurriedly
On her shoulders, her legs raised,
But it became very fearful,
When I remembered the Ministry of Health.
He warns everyone not in vain
That every fifth dies
From AIDS and other diseases
It became useless to treat them.
During the life of Ilf and Petrov
Hung appeal in all canteens:
"Forgot to wear a condom -
Forget about positive sex. ”
Then immediately the sky turned gray,
My cock hung between her legs.
Mess up something got lousy
From the grass it helped her up.
"Sorry, dear, among the pions
And these fabulous colors,
I fuck you without a london
Today is not at all ready. "
"And what are you, bitch, pretending, -
She threw me back, -
Innocent, you bastard, I thought.
There is no cross on your body! ”
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