Winter blizzards subsided
And it makes me happy.
I lie awake in my bed,
And in my head garbage.

I, "young" boy
Years under eighty-five.
I suddenly got a bump
I wanted to fuck off.

Do not ruin the old woman,
With ass as thick as an organ,
To drag young man
On the spattered sofa.

And the sound of springs is awful,
Hugging narrow ass
To promote her passionately pussy
Its used shell.

And then, howling, ending
Do not fall on the floor
Fuck, taking in drops,
In the bubble your validol.

My old woman sleeps well,
Asleep, unaware of that -
I pruha leaned on me
Like a clear thunder in the sky.