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And the only what exists is tenderness. It is bursting through, does not rest. I myself will undress you, gently, tenderly, gradually freeing you from unnecessary clothing. No, the buttons will not tear. Tries to undress me, but I do not give. First, you, my good. Here, all buttons undone, chest to smother with kisses. Shirt flies in the side. We turn to panties. I unfasten a fly. No-no, not rapidly, on the millimeter, and whole again. Slower exempt you from disobedient rim. Do not want to part with the owner. Every foot, stroking tenderly, gently whole. My little sponges relate. Each touch you wince. But here and pants are falling. Crossed back slightly. And so that clatters, cowards trying to break. But why necessarily tear, I gradually drops them again and make my sponges charming touch, caress ass by fingers. Here comes my lord. What is he big, he dragged me. My tongue hurry to meet him. Here is now overdue. I accept the weasel your hands. No, you do not hurry. Do not litigation please my clothes. Beware. With too many buttons on my dress? So to present with specially to extend longer charm. And so dishonest.. Come back to the past. Yes, well. You can continue from here. But no sooner, first dress. Yes, yes I still caress my divine boy. No, so far only stroke latch, sponges gently touching, mouth wait. That's dress flew. Finally you reached bosom. Ah, clasp made not heard? So you do not worry, calmer, like this. That's it - two hemisphere. Ah, be more tender please. What is insatiable. Oh, do not bite, however painful to me. Yes, sucking in more pleasant. On-on, how cool. Aye, again biting. I separated from the boy, my lips separated you from my chest to bite badly poor and sealed disobedient, insatiable mouth passionate kiss. On-on, so much the better. Your gentle hands immediately find and grab my nipples. About as pleasant. Ah, but why my Rose misses. Not able to consider how to release the boy rushes to it. On no, not yet ripe. You f it had not yet presented its charming kiss. Let your lips. They immediately ran to the girl. Come to the couch. Yes, well. My head is at your feet, and with my thy. My tongue, ah, that he does with your boy. Oh, my rose already wet and hot from your touch! Your lips in sucking in general, my clitoris. On-on, I am on the verge! Your breath tells me that you are peaking. Yeah, give me drunk from this charming source. I suction it in themselves and almost can not breathe. Cramps forced to push it, but having breathed in, I accept it again and again pushes.. Yes, to me go ahead, deeper, deeper ... You felt approximation of higher delight, start performing miracles his tongue. My cries are moving in delight Creek, which merges with your roar. On this amazingly, charming, yes simply no words! We are simultaneously enjoying higher. And stops in embrace. Tenderness, tenderness, tenderness solid .... We have a long way lies, does not start until the desire awakens again ..

Posted by Me on 20-07-2008 18:27:20 | Permalink | Comments

She loved to stay late one evening in the office. Quietness and drunk her privacy and to institute blood. It included computer. On this internet, instantly connecting it with anyone anywhere in the land, these cyber fans, these explanations correspondence and visits. Left it a dive into this world, comfortably situated in a large armchair, she covers the eyes, her hand gone, she loved to wear stockings that could immediately feel the body. A narrow strip panty separates it from the other, surprising the world women's pleasure, it has delayed the moment of immersion and she played it. Fingers circling on the inside of the thighs, to pacify briefly about the very entrance and again running away. It is not hampered, while one in a huge room, which heard scripts sofa and heavy breathing. Sensations intensified. It seemed that her legs, thighs, the entrance to the most sensual, caress and stroking still something whose hands. It is not accelerating the movement of hands, slightly lower and fell further slided legs. Sofa under it became wet. It was in some difficult and beautiful haze, a sense of time and space - all were lost, at some point it reveal eyes - other people's strong hands caress her chest and the entrance to her body, she tried to regain consciousness, but everything was gone and faded. Gran madness reached its hands moving all the stronger. Already was close when would be a difficult to distinguish from fiction when all external indifferent. She moaned loudly, her body bended, but their hands are not stopped. She moaned, shouting, but the body still demanded it. ... It has opened our eyes. Wet stockings, panties, wet sofa. Tired stretched, looked around. Closed door, silence, nobody in the building, flickering computer screen ....

Posted by Me on 20-07-2008 18:26:25 | Permalink | Comments

Why it is so lonely and sad around? And next to you is not the person whom you waiting all my life ... Where is he? Where is this is your second half? Ask yourself are you ... Maybe somewhere lost in the troubled waters of life on the road to its sole ... Silent nights are you waiting for the long-awaited Volume hours. When will it! And from an unknown future seem vague, but not as strangely familiar to you single and unique features, the image which you inadvertently draw in his imagination, as you brush your Forgiving and was troubled heart ... You tremble holding breath from initiating anticipant meeting with him ... This is his kind and gentle hands hug your waist ... Gliding rounded on your thighs ... Penetrate to the most secret place ... Places of the existence of which is responsible for only one ON ... You felt the smell of his body ... Smell that is uncomparable with nothing ... Odour of a male ... Males who are already holding his winning jump in to female ... He learns this slightly frighten and look at the same time brought her tender blue eyes ... Oooooo .... How do I want you ... God ... Kiss to taste his lips ... He kisses you insist ... It is all ... Since Fingers your legs until your spout ... Good desire for this stranger from inflammation of your consciousness covers you with incredible force ... You weaken ... The legs do not hold you, only his strengths and skilled hands do not give you fall ... The ocean is raging mad passion in your heart ... You have no desire to resist ... And if it was, you are absolutely sure one that has managed to crush it yourself ... Already vaguely understand what is happening ... His body ... Suddenly everything is dropped ... And suddenly you understand for themselves that this was merely erotic dream ... Erotic dream .... He was a mere mirage in the desert your desires ...!

Posted by Me on 19-07-2008 20:26:21 | Permalink | Comments

I am 33, divorced and my son is 11 years old. There is a girl that I like love and she loves me, but I hate themselves for the event that occurred to me 8 years ago ... To you, it was easier to understand what happened should be a small entry. I was sometimes strange things happen. Here are 2 examples: in 10 form, I walked home from school kept passing taxi and time as if frozen and I saw ourselves from - I have raised your hand, the taxi stopped, I sat proudly and it is important to him and called the taxi driver the address. He asked me indignation:  A money then you have? To which I proudly replied:  Yes! (naturally there was no money from whence boy 16 years of money on taxis). I shook their heads and vision disappeared .. It seems attic goes - I thought, turning the road. On the other side of the road was a package, I kicked him and suddenly he clanged ... I raised the package and saw it in the wallet and 130 rubles (a large sum for the 1982 )...... , we closed the diaries in their closet and told to come with her parents and Rabies is piled up in himself. And then I raised some strength and leads to the door of his den. I find key in the pocket of school jacket and accurately, I know that the door is now open their key with the understanding that this is a complete delirium. And we have come, remove the key and open the door, the entire class is in astonishment, fails from their seats and takes diaries. Close the door, I was not able at the next class and was unable to access (specifically checked himself). Well, in general turn to the substance. As a friend once we went to the restaurant at Anchor Gorkogo street, a Belarusian station, entering the restaurant I am dumbfounded literally, buddy sticked nose on my neck to cry out. A dumbfounded because I saw a girl of my dreams. She sat with girlfriend in the lobby of the restaurant and chickens. They turned in surprise to cry friend ... and then I realized that with this girl I will be happy life and be able to make a happy .... The eyes, lips, nose, hair all so beckons me. I approached her and said that walked with her in kindergarten and has since been in love, looking for her all his life and finally found. She
laughed so fun that sometimes I only miracle in a dream and I of course replied that all that she had to tell younger than me and nothing I can not remember. And here I POPERLO! I guess as her name that she had recently married, but when the hall rushed in then what type sparkled eyes and claimed, I said that the second day of her wedding, her husband and boots (military) and he will not be able to make her happy, shorter many things I was carrying and then all of apples ... Friend goggled at the eyes and constantly repeated: you know him? You know?  My comrade was also in shock from happening. Then I told the waiter to give us a table so to see it: The entire evening, we are not digging sight of each other, I realized that if no notification of her husband, we will be miserable life here, I just invited her to dance strange but nobody nab me face (tentatively, I paid musicians to play longer a slow dance). I embrace it and became drunk from the smell of her hair, sank in her eyes, became deaf of her laughter and talked, talked and looked for that loved her whole life, that I am obliged to lead her away That make her happy. My friend is not bored and began caring for her girlfriend that was witnessed. We danced and danced all guests hate eyes looked at us and groom seem very high opinion of themselves considered below their dignity probably jealous and arrange scenes (I would at any place it would have killed for it), but it was me into the hands .. . In general in the interim between dances I told her friend that the notification from here now, he expressively turned a finger at the temple, but I heard the edge of the ear with the heat as he became persuade his new girlfriend to run away with us. I converges with the mind from the love and it seems to me was under a spell. In short, we agreed that within 15 minutes they come from the restaurant and we catch taxi. Sid we in a taxi at the entrance to the restaurant and here comes my happiness and pulled his girlfriend's hand and that's still 10 meters before I get a taxi to open the door and then leaves angry crowd and my buddy said: move. I fall on the back rest, and we leave: I fell in catalepsy (perhaps I Craven), I hate crappy himself since then, she dream to me at night ... Let me be beaten, but I would be happy with it ... And it may not be ... What do you think?

Posted by Me on 19-07-2008 20:26:01 | Permalink | Comments

We should not loose every single moment, good hours  ... The moon night and flooded deserted beach scintillating light. She was calm and promised eternal peace of their children. She called and attract, stretching sparkling way through the night. So like dive, swim and sparkling flow through to the cold and forever glowing stone in a black abyss. Cold light  raised, cooled body, but increasingly hot heart. Water quietly swashed near the feet, but the road was aimed at moon in heaven. Sometimes the water surface was so quiet that it seemed worth step, and you go to the moon and stars. Only occasionally appear on the surface ripple said that this is just an illusion created by a sick imagination tired of people's lives. They were both maneuvering night. They cherish every minute of this blessed time of day. Throughout the life they lived in darkness, and no ray of light and happiness never tried to reach their hearts torn lives. A guy with a girl stood together at the very edge of the water and looked at lunar road, attracts them as a magnet. One only step ... but came cold wave to shore and splits among the most legs. Yet it was a magic night ... Moonlight influx at them and tried to break in the dark soul. It seemed that this is not the people. No. This sea god, was out deep in their dark and beautiful nymphs drown in the embrace of each other. Still only plexus together body and moonlight. Hot, insatiable mouths, bursting to the full merger of body and soul. Burning kisses, hot skin contact. Moonlight flooded and spilling their happiness in their hearts. And they dove into the night. The bodies have lost weight and gained unprecedented ease the soul. They sailed together, touching each other, and raised above all, tearing bodies mystical light poles. They were among the stars, among envelops them black, and reveal to them the night of its veil of secrecy. She took them, and these two saw much more than could see all the other death. More, much more ... Auger around satire and mermaid, nymphs and the gods, heroes of ancient myths and traditions. All danced around them and huge, burning unearthly light, black lights, which brought their dark love. And now the two sometimes raise their eyes to the sky, they always see the moon and remembers a black light, Opal heart. Do not dispel the darkness, but even more to thicken the eternal twilight and darkness settled in loving hearts.

Posted by Me on 17-07-2008 17:02:08 | Permalink | Comments

Well, that's true, when the heart overflows not words, and not even thought ... Sensations that can not even translate into verbal form. When each cell of its body feel touch, which has not been in reality. But here it exists and it seems most welcome, as the last sip air sentenced to death. And where is here for a face? A quiet whisper, even when not parse words, a breath burns, promising all the joys of paradise lost. Tempting lips were so close and what secrets they carry that hides this unused tenderness. Not so if dragged to the water people dying of thirst? As if undiscovered universe is calling you, calling to dissolve, mixed with it, to become flesh. Oh, how sweet whirls head, and you fall, fall, and this fall you forget about everything. Somewhere there, as if in the past life, remains a dirty dishes, retreat turmoil at work, delivers the position of eternal headache ... And you all falls and falls when they are denied the body, and ease fills all your creature. A caress lips, giving you - you. And your body is born anew from this emptiness, find the updated soul. And with every second growing fever, having replaced the tenderness. And you already these little lips, all your creature rushes beyond stupid decency. Hands without knowing the rest, wandering in the delirious delirium, giving his most warmly hidden corners. But giving his passion, you get in return! Through your skin, you feel. And as if from nowhere suddenly come vision. Here, you are standing on the shore raging sea. And the wind develops your dark hair. About how I wanted to be this wind, weasel your body climb under the clothes, invisible barriers. There is a salted your smell, feel your strength. But you sleep, like the serenity child, and the first tentative rays of the sun slide on your fire over his body. With these rays feel, big your mysterious smile, runs on strong hands. How will they spared now that can not become sinful earth woman to awaken you kisses. About how I wish you, dear. Away clothes, porvi them to me, forget about everything! Please, sign me in the same, ie to present me your velvet skin and perseverance of your lips. Tenderness concedes fury, now they wish in a hundred times. I just at this moment thy, and let this moment lasts eternity, sweet eternity.

Posted by Me on 17-07-2008 17:01:34 | Permalink | Comments

She whirls ... Circling in the empty cold room, taking off in the whirlwind hem skirts, in the cloud of hair, in the white light of the moon. Bare feet, obeying to some music, strumming rhythm universal anguish. Crazy dance under the crystal ringing broken hopes. She whirls, widely scattered hands-on wings. Seemed to brush these beautiful hands live independent lives and dance their own dance. They then gently maneuvering, it proudly over your head off, then passionately tenderly intertwining fingers, it embraces the shoulders of dancing, bashfully hiding their nakedness of lustful views shamelessly stars. The night of dissolved in wine glass with a piece of the moon and the one that whirls, saw this Sorcerer drink loneliness. Alone night ... dumb phone and frightened at the time clock ... In the long-Detectable Fragments scattered tears- parts of lost memories. They get ignited and blow out in glass, like falling stars in a velvety sky August. Tears, they are not about to whom and for whom not, they are about themselves. They continued outcome of the day, outgoing in eternity. They do not facilitate, and no remorse, they salted witnesses break in an empty room. She whirls ...

Posted by Me on 14-07-2008 12:51:36 | Permalink | Comments

I run ... run from you ... run from your beautiful eyes, from your soul clean ... I run ... run, not to admire your wonderful voice emancipation. run ... run from myself ... I am afraid. I am afraid of their feelings and desire to give everything for you ... I am afraid to tell you something very important. Offend your own words. Run. I just run by people worldwide. I run on the whole. Do not think that I leeway or flee from you. What are you! I simply run. This is not cowardly caution. You once said that the euphoria will pass in a week. Then you’ll take care of me. I wait. Wait, when will ... The euphoria ... What is left? No, baby, I will not rush. I wait. More and more. Again and again. Through fire and water, I have already passed. Remained the heaviest - copper pipes. I just wait. I can stop you, if necessary. The euphoria ... A drug ... Release of hormones ... . You want to fly. To do something not done never before .. You still quite a child. It can learn to control. This can make the wait. Can splash, when you! you! Wish this. This can resist ... This can not let inside. But these can and enjoy. Can ... if you want to ... You can do everything ... The euphoria ... In my opinion, are what people call love. It will take place? Do not rush. Do not make me suffer.

Posted by Me on 14-07-2008 12:51:03 | Permalink | Comments

Probably now I feel bad. Must be bad. My girlfriend said that does not love me. My friends left for a business trip and disappeared. Internet tired. To the boys came a persistent aversion. Cats find my unrealistic. It seems that the soul must cross to the cats. Probably. There should be a period of depression, terrible mood, suicide attempts, down girlfriends. Well, something must be! But you overcome yourself and go to work. You are late, of course, but not deadly. Coming in, knowing that another day will be held. What this will be a very difficult day. Maybe the most unbearable. But it will take place. Obsession? Passion? What you saw in their eyes? Tosca? Love? Do not mistaken? No? No, it seems that not mistaken. Believe man passing so much. Play it in your heart, knowingly violating the promise made to itself. What, wanted to love and be loved? It seemed that here it is! It! She! Ta, - the only woman who you need! He! Reset the pink glasses! Because you all have long spoken about it. So there is no! Not-to-wa-No! Sadly, they are right. These ubiquitous friends-girlfriend. H-yes ... Do not teach you life, girl, do not teach. Time will teach. Year not so little and all the same. And how do you think? Being the same cynical bitch. To live for himself, noticing other when necessary ..   Back-to-dealer lonely nights call. And here you have already rush someone to help. Again and again. And so will always be. Thee same damn themselves. Y is just one case. When you feel very bad. When you betrayed someone you thought another. When you do not understand. When. Yes, never! Creek soul? Wish someone to tell all? It No thanks. Just because you want to explain to people that you can not do so: with me. You do not hurt? You let all serious to forget? I - no. I hurt. My heart rushes into parts, into small fragments, pieces that do not accumulate. Nothing happens - will tell you. Even as it is. Look at me. I-DINOZAVR .. electronic era. Such modern computer world. And I too soon extinct. Short left. Sometimes the same.

Posted by Me on 11-07-2008 18:00:21 | Permalink | Comments

Hello, live, my dear, my invaluable Woman! I am looking for you, surfing the network.. Again and again! Seeking, wait! About! ICQ cries! Christ, the man again: ((, bye-bye! Today I am not looking for adventure, I expect, I hope to meet with You. Waiting, waiting, waiting: more features can not. I can not! All, enough How this can continue? The whole eternity? Enough! Bye! Arivederchi! Farewell! Farewell, dear, I do not!! 8 - blast, his features damned, 10: wow! Sun, where are you? I look forward . You too? Example, features damned, Connect! And hello again, my favorite. How I miss you! How I love you! Yes, I recognized in those. Let all hear. I weapons! I love you , Love! I love, my dear icq № 22371154! Just because you are there! Honey,are you here? Hurrah! That I-your tiger. I called. Yes, I see you! Are you sorry? For what? Voice? Smoker’s bass Yes, no, low, chest, a pleasant timbre. A what? Gentle volume grumble baby? Lord, I am tired of children who get drunk and are beginning to squirm from a lesbi: Adolescents, capable only for sex over the phone: Yes , Yes, yes, I - lesBI. Bi, you know? Yes, I sometimes like men. You can not understand me, or do not want? Itself I often do not understand. I want something more! Reckless deeds, passion, love, Finally! And now, he appears, yes, he - PRYNTS! At the White Horse: A .. I ruined everything. No really, my dear, how many remained there until the summer? 120 days to continue? No, I is not white and fluffy.     While know until summer only 4 months; 120 days; 1680 hours, 100800 minutes; 6048000 moments:.. : Not bored, Lord! It is time to sleep, chmok, long live the Internet, who joined us through a distance! Him anyway! He did not condemn! He will understand and will tell all. Ask him or Bat may, if you liked him, then before you open an entire eternity:. A man and woman, love, sex .. And finally, we are with you - Women! Women with a capital letter. There is no need to kiss stealthily! No one look at you from under the brows and do not say contemptuously. Bitches: No, here we are with you just two Rights, People! We love and understand! Thank you for what you have, our Internet!

Posted by Me on 11-07-2008 17:59:36 | Permalink | Comments

The first thing you see - this is the eye. Yes, even though no matter what. Falls as goldfish, as a rabbit. Only it was not possible. It is - this is it. And her eyes ... Watch on so that when ceases to look into the eyes, immediately want to see where else ... I know where you want to watch, but there clothing. Until ... It raises their hands and gave forehead with the lock of hair. Look at you. Well what are you? These nervous hands. Interestingly, as, to feel the touch of hands on the body? You know you have, be tolerated. Not all at once. So interesting. After all, she teases you. She appears on the face of this expression of her baby. She knows this. It's very childlike and innocent. But this deception. You know it, you still only. When she managed to lift the dress? Or it it does not it? Where were your eyes? It is in no hurry to touch you. It has yet to touch themselves ... First, it embraces themselves off the shoulders. She was cold. Then she slowly lowers hands below. No, wait ... Not so fast. Now it is up to touch his chest. Easy, fingertips ... Interestingly, what she leather, velvet or smooth? She artistic hands, thin, long fingers slightly shiver. Not from the initiation of the cold.... She dish back and now you see that on her left breast tattoo, rabbit, a cartoon about Winnie the Pooh. Quite close to the circle of light brown skin ... Now she presses hands to his chest and slowly lowers them below. More below. Yes, it is there where you want it to delete them. Until the very place where such a dark tan, not because it only recently began sunbathing without leotard ... Her finger, middle, with nails, colored bright purple varnish is moving lower. How vulgar. She probably looks at you, but you spit. It will no longer tease you. Now you can. Well what are you? Do not be afraid. Come to mirror ...

Posted by Me on 10-07-2008 16:14:35 | Permalink | Comments

I'm going. I'm going to her. I know she is somewhere here. I dreamed about this day and night. I want this meeting and I am afraid it ... I already hear its voice ... The heart sings .... She is not alone ... She is always with him ... She was always with him ... I confused come closer ... It strikes me towards .... ..... Awful more persons .... He is ... As a soul except pain - nothing ... I saw its eyes .... SHE has always been with him ... SHE will always be with him .... I just run where the eye ... Branch strike the wounded person .... I do not feel this pain ... The soul is bursting through animal screaming ... I awake ..... SHE has always been with him ... SHE will always be with him ....

Posted by Me on 10-07-2008 16:14:06 | Permalink | Comments

10 years after the wedding, we decided to give our marital sex with his wife and new colour decided on a group sex. The third was my best friend.
Then had sex with the couple.
However, the impression of communicating with these swingers, frankly, were not the better.
Lady and did not want to hear about anal sex, refused, and flatly, take my term in the mouth.
And at the same time, at a nearby couch, my wife, pining of passion, asked her lover to enter her popularity!
So, for us the most with his wife came to taste MZHM option.
I love seeing that my wife is another man!
Friends of the family, we were looking for, along with his wife.
Regular contacts established with three of our friends.
Every two or three months. More often do not receive, not our fault.
Spouses were given permission to own a custom search.
The result was a single trachea
Standing dong guano wife had not found.
In general the situation was deplorable. Genet like. I authorized. And - who's not!
(With all when I was far from impotent man and have my darling practically every day, do not be on time. But her adult and experienced little of this woman!)
Then I decided to post an ad and suggested at one of the Internet sites in section individualists (virtually the same as a prostitute) With photo wife, where she was charged in erotic clothes, but with masked face: For years, it looks like its wonderful! No abdomen, breast, as the girls, ass wide, narrow waist, stalk - just charm.
In the first same week - squall applications!
Cost set low, but without any discounts. One and a half thousand per hour. Accordingly, for two hours three million, four - four and a half thousand, and so on.
Send letters, calls even from other cities.
During the first week of a spouse has earned 15 thousand rubles and invaluable experience: in his city can not work! MOTAPM colleague at the Shoot, not very faithful husband. There was an uncomfortable moment.
By adding a few more ads coordinates the big city next door (a few hours drive)
Applications are accepted only on weekends. Five or six customers a day. Already, by the way, a small team of regular customers. So I deleted the announcement recently.
For two days the wife puts in the family cashier 15-25 thousand rubles. Less overhead costs: a roof, (forced measure, but with her calmer) detachable flat (wife serves customers only in the apartment without leaving), petrol and stuff.
Thus, we decided immediately two problems: the spouses have a good sex with strangers men, a family ticket office is constantly replenished. By the way, you will laugh if I tell you that the wife in bed per day, earns more than a month into office in c
Yes, my wife is a prostitute.
But I am for it is her only more love and respect.
Another she pays only its body. To use.
Previously, when we swinged, her body also enjoyed wrong man for free. And I - fool, gave the dearest thing that I have - his wife, who came for pleasure! Idiot! No, everything! Only for the money!
Yes, she sells her body. But.
Her soul, her love belongs entirely to me, our family.

Posted by Me on 09-07-2008 12:40:02 | Permalink | Comments

First, it was a normal event. Then the hosts divided: the girls have gone top undress, and men sections below - remained in shorts and ties. Girls descended in panties, bras and heels. Started dancing. Then, that was fun - game. Fanta. The most sex was this: Galya girl was gently kiss Natasha chest, and made that.
Then the game started at identification. Girls put off panties and embarked on a long couch cancer. blindfolded man was supposed to touch to find his wife. Naturally literally had to knock against naked in asses - and many people were so very fun. Then vice versa - men remained in the tie, a girl blindfolded leads to the couch, and she had to find a member to the touch of her husband.
It has become quite fun and erotic. Then again started dancing, but already with the Dutch .... wait! I tell all! You still caress its excellent pussy and chest. I continue. Ira liked me immediately, but the rules of decency demanded that we mingled in the dance with the maximum number of people - that no one was insulting. But still we danced with her for quite some time. We kissed  I put off a bra from her tits and began to caress. hands first and then his lips.
I took her hand and launched himself into cowards.. Then I, supporting one hand over her waist, the second translated down - ran her fingers in pussy.
Her husband danced with someone else. I do not remember with whom. He sometimes approached her from behind and while I caress it, inserts the rear member.
I helped him enter, but he quickly left the other girls.
She has deviated ago, and it became evident all present. But I do not remember anybody, because it looked only at Natasha.
She danced with Slava. They kissed.
The eyes were closed it. Hand furiously winked the dick ...
Then he launched it sideways and arrange Nate legs, has introduced two fingers into her vagina - me
This was well in sight. She became to masturbate her. Then they came Sergey - a party boss. Finally, they unlink. Sergei stayed in the circle and approached another girl. Together they moved to the couch. Natasha village to him, widely put legs and head. Between the legs, she added, Vadim. Slava sat next to her on a sofa, and Ira climb on it with their feet. She sat, turned Slave to the back, but to me face. I embarked on their knees between the legs.
I was show how Slava can not get into it. I bent down and began passionately licked it, drink its juice, one-handed winking his dick. He was uncomfortable, but I have burned the whole. I just hoist Iry legs and took a member of Fame in his mouth. He was strong and salty - sweat mixed with abundant oil. I carefully inserted into the fold Iry. Vadim vehemently licked it. The passion was such that everything around stopped and looked at them. Even Slava leaned from custody and to take Iry greedily suck Natasha’s chest. Sergey came and stood before us, wanker his thick dick. Sasha with Masha were sitting in the chair.

Everybody moaned. Finally, Vadim and Sergey did not pass, they stood before Natoy and shouting filled her stomach sperm. It was so much that she spilled on the sofa. Natasha ran in the shower, and I saw that Ira has reunited with her husband. He fight her cancer, before placing a sofa. I went to the front and met her gaze with her husband: Fuck her - he murmured to me. I inserted my Ire dick in his mouth, grabbed her by the hair and began to fuck
Finally, feeling that forces me to leave, I took a condom from the, and we swapped, I stood in front of her luxurious ass. Alas, I ran out the next minute - orgium lasted almost all night.

Posted by Me on 09-07-2008 12:38:07 | Permalink | Comments

Sitting and vociferate songs ... Not because I sadly, not just want something to fill that emptiness, which was formed after you left ... Left ... simply left ... No, not from my heart. There have always lived your smile and your happy voice. How much unlike us, seemingly, what can two completely different person to do together? The paradox? Why do you chose me? Why play with me? This is for life closes the door in my heart to those who want to know me closer. Do not be able to open up more so unwise. No, I do not regret that you became close to me. Neither of which is not perhaps so much that you told. Never say bad about you. If I could start again, it would leave everything as is. Besides .. In addition to forgive the past ... I am so afraid of losing you all this time. Probably, so I too guarded you, irritated that. Easy to say, looking back. Learning from the mistakes .. To try to forget, starting something new ... Not for me. I am just going to knock at the door closed, just will not trust the people .. Again and again will learn .. from the mistakes .. his. I can much, a lot of success. There will be only one - happiness. I have a disturbingly cheerful-compressed heart when I hear your name. They whisper to me as your body, as the scent of your hair. I would be memories, caress hearing. I turn a blind eye, I see you. Hello favorite. Do not leave, the post .. Your image melts, my brain can not keep you long, lost shape, I open their eyes. I looked around and do not believe it was so bright vision. Slowly returned to consciousness, I am with him and empty reality. Ordinariness. The world fair to those who deserved. Maybe something was in my life so short that, because of what I lose those people closest to me. False took a step, uttered the word .. What? Help me understand? You threw me .. All happening again and again. My favorite people go ... Someone in another heart, someone in eternity. Enclosed circle. What's the same. I am only 25, although both want to say that already. I much mind. I know enough to live on. Let your heart belongs decent man. My belongs to you. Please count on me in a difficult moment. Let me know if you need help. Call me, if you will be sad if needed shoulder strong man who will never betray and abandon not save his skin. Call me, please. Do not let me feel that I could help and did not have. What I should have been close and knew nothing that you in trouble. Do not let me destroy itself, I ask. Always yours

Posted by Me on 08-07-2008 15:09:22 | Permalink | Comments

Good morning .... Kitty. Come to me, I will hug you Mmmm ... ..... smells like your skin, I just love this smell. You're sleeping a Sissy, do not want to disrupt that harmony, but I have from the very morning you want, I want to love my kitty. Ty is not moving, I will kiss you everywhere. My lips gently touch your lips sleeping, they kiss your neck. I het under a blanket - that we here? Your unparalleled tits, I tub them with fingertips, already solid nipples and absorb their lips, tongue licks nipples in turn. I so like this, you are already in small wakes. My right arm moves down to stomach, ironing it descends below. And your legs, knees slightly bent, instinctively themselves parted, I touch your pussy ... mmm ... I have it ... You want to somehow start to breathe more frequent (strange :-))... My average Fingers penetrates between the lips, warm and humid there, solid clitoris itself stands above the rest of wealth, of course inviting me to assume I  aim  your chest and rub clitoris. I can not be so any more, I want you. My just smoke already a member of excitation, I parted with your hands your legs, kissing them from the inside next to pussy, and then a very pussy, putting apart lips with your hands, get my tongue could penetrate into it stronger, taking the clitoris and lips caress tongue licks it like an ice cream. Now, when your pussy become moist, I get to you. At first she did not let him, but then you probably persuade her, and she did not let me deeply. My member of this little and it penetrates deeper in you, through the time ever deeper and deeper. And now he finally went down there the whole testes, and only struck on your perineum. You're a moaning a bit- probably hurt? Soon everything will take place. But what I see? Your pen  already took my term in the tougher, as a continuation of the vagina and moves up and down. Listen, because I ran out so quickly, you better caress themselves, helps ... Oh, Zulia, thy  pussy simply charm - a little like a virgin, I'm so happy, especially when you're a member of my compresses it. I feel so long will not be able to stretch already want to, your hand is stronger, too, began beating over clitoris. This is a signal for me - I accelerate, and already take cries from me. I quickly get and get from you. Cum in your pussy, my semen fills you, it burns, this hot ... Ty ends immediately, I have not even managed to stop. Hmmm .... as it is great, rest on you, when I was in you, kiss you, already quite woke Good morning, Kitty.

Posted by Me on 08-07-2008 15:09:00 | Permalink | Comments

Time flows in all directions equally. Classical mechanics low velocities .... Meet. Lenochka. In fact it another name, but its name is usually the case. Naturally beautiful, of course, clever. There is a sense of humor, even in abundance. She is cheerful, laughs and jokes. It is a mystery to the whole group, because not only manages to go to parties, but also donate session solely on the five. Get it - a dream all the friends of opposite (and not only) sex ... Let the dream ... .Agian session, again ... again ... Lenochka took the glass, leaving behind a few cubes of ice and whisky tax. So, she smokes, it means that today something happens? Perhaps vice versa ... Perhaps, it has become ritual, as well as repeated every day ... absolutely alone in an empty apartment in anticipation of its inconclusive knight in armor. Figures from the Tri smoke bending in whimsical poses, to thaw a little ice in the glass and its breath ... She loves him, his Guardian Angel. He likes the mind without it. Everything is wonderful. Only they were not together and never will. Prior to happiness is always lacked the most trifles. Yes, sometimes they meet and steal a piece of happiness. They are madly happy brief instant meetings, but very unfortunate for years, centuries, millennia alone among humans. And you do not want to do anything, do not want to go nowhere. Yes and no, not to whom. Days of becoming only the expectation. Waiting for a pair of words on the soap, his call, waiting at least news of it may be, but sometimes it is still ringing ... Although the last time it was very long ... Warm water streams pleased to relate the skin and washes tears and all traces of today. Another .. Only hope ... that is all there is. And want to believe, and not rusting pure feelings. We want to be! And kills helplessness and feebleness, but nothing is done. Familiar hands hug from behind, and he kisses her in the neck. The purpose hair, embraces. It pungent smells of tenderness and love. He whispers her gentle words and ironing familiar twists of the mother and the close. Heart and overtaking face each other in a frantic pace, it is impossible to say anything. And it is not necessary. At last we can splash him all the tenderness and love, you can give him themselves. And indeed become very happy for a couple of minutes, to present happiness of the beloved. Only a few moments. He turned her face and kissed softly in the lips... Lena opened his eyes. Linen is empty. The apartment nobody. Only the smell of cigarettes and melted ice in the glass. And one day, and again just waiting ... Maybe this is all empty?

Posted by Me on 07-07-2008 14:28:24 | Permalink | Comments

I lay on my back on comfortable bed. How can that at this moment be inconvenient? You're lying near me. Your head is on my chest and your hair is on my shoulder. I sense as if you want to press o fully in me. You even touch my leg by your legs. Your body has so far shuddering sweetly ..... I look at a white wall before me, I see it any irregularities, and they seem ideal to me. In head emptiness, easy, easy smile on the face .... - Why do you laugh? - Sweet and a bit hesitant voice ask you. - I am smiling, I am well - I answer.

Posted by Me on 07-07-2008 14:27:38 | Permalink | Comments

In the sauna, we missed a specially sensitive, Andrew has already changed his clothes and we waited. When we arrived it might be a bit surprised (thought I would be one) and said that we rather undress and then he had already froze waiting for us. At the table in the room he had already prepared and arrange everything. We went to undress, but I have not closed the door, that he had everything in sight. Tanya yet captured the sauna houses robe (it closes slightly popku and if it sets or bends all seen as the front smell small boobs and therefore almost entirely visible) and put it naked. I watched as the edge of the eye Andrjuxa to stare at it and when we sat down at the table then noticed that his bedsheet simply to stand on the dick (although as I have). We sat a little drink and went with him in pairs. There risers sensitive released and he said that Tanyuha simply super. There was Tanka in one bath cap on his head . I myself was just in shock and Andrjuxa both knees pressed altogether. She sat with us for a minute and walked out with the words that we are not sitting too long and it will gat cold and we will miss. Then I left and went to the swimming pool, a pool seen as a friend came out of steam dick he almost protruding into the sky (I think he guessed because it did not wear sheets). I remain sensitive in a pool naked and also went to the room where his wife caught sitting on sofas with a little edge to move apart and kicked her boobs just protruding between sex robe. I just got up of this type is still a friend to Tanya in the mouth and swallow it all and she looked not fucking me their eyes. He stood still and he formed on a sofa Tanka village on it from above by a pussy, I also gave her mouth (she soses simply super). In the mouth it has been customary wet and on lips were visible traces of semen. Mudflows on the couch sip beer viewed as Tanka removed arising from holes semen. Minutes after 30 steel dress (I asked her not to urge up to the house) and it directly to present with panties so put on a skirt and blouse without bra (nipples were well starring). Call 2 taxi and went home. Bid farewell Andrjuxa said that he was pleasantly surprised because nobody has not fucked 2 months. Taxi Driver often looked in the mirror at her boobs under blouse (probably thought that she prostitute and going to continue to work) When raised the stairs, I noticed the spot on the skirt (from another glass) Houses Tanya section and went immediately into a bath and I smoked in the kitchen. She came out and said that went to sleep. I went to the bathroom and found it thoroughly wet her panties and drabble skirt. Went into a bedroom. Tanya did not lay bed with her legs to move apart pussy was smoothly shaved holes but still has not closed. She asked how I like to shave fucked wife. I have so that we stood up before the morning with her turn somersaults. And in 3 days we were pleasantly udivliny!

Posted by Me on 06-07-2008 20:33:37 | Permalink | Comments

Sergei with Alexei already recruited and conversation become totally free of: - Here is your, Lilka. How often sex she wants - Sergei asked about the wife of Alexei. -- Well, I do not know how when, sometimes several times a day to cast her, and sometimes weeks of head pain, and your Mashka how? Mashka-how not to give it all little: I speak to you as a friend, she reckless. Though people around, though I am tired, anything. Terrible to me sometimes, so I have a friend like you, too, that can not, so it away on the side: Although you know it is better never find me in bed or not so: - suddenly became sad Sergei. - Oh, a lot of you knew Parks, Lenochku selling from a store until marriage in the bushes of water, so Lenochka a frog and the truth as cold, since it will be any honey, the more the the better - Alexei laughed.

Sergei came to Masha and sat down next to her on a sofa. -- I missed you, baby - said he and his wife gently hug over the shoulders, lips to her lips and began to gently caress language. No suspects Masha responded to kiss, which are becoming hot and hot. One hand Sergei took both hands of Masha, and the second touched the chest and was gently iron. Masha surprise reveal eyes and began to try to escape, but her husband was a big guy, moreover, he had already located so that her move was almost impossible. Lilya, wife of Alexei, became quiet and torpor, she could not believe what is happening in her eyes. Alexei standing at the doors began to sober up. A Sergei already shirt straps and later revealed a small and charming chest of Masha. Masha absolutely became quiet, her dry lips, a small tremor hit the body of initiation. -- More, Leshka what boobs, my beauties, saw you someday this?

Well-come closer, take a look at where you are seen, the second try. How sweet it is! Alexei on rigid legs came to the couch, licked  the chest of Mary. Two men simultaneously sucked Masha’s nipples. She moaned and leaned back, Sergei has already ceased to hold his wife, and so it would not be able to escape. Masha has already laid bare on the couch, her legs were put apart widely, and her pink pussy. Lilya, before sitting in tetanus in the chair, suddenly stood up, prisela front of a sofa and began to suck Masha’s perineum. -- A Lilechka mine, and you undress. Sweet, let Серега look at what you're capable of - Alexei whispered.

-- Mashka, still gives her ass- said Sergei, one hand moving buttocks of Masha Alexei - see here - it big finger to lick all over shoved and his wife in the anus. Yes, yes, yes, fuck and asses - hripela Masha, and Sergei became to introduce finger in the ass. -- And then I Lilke do so, said Alyosha, and put his big finger in the anus virgin Lile. -- About that it klasssss - extended a Lilka, as Sergei pulled his dick and she became put it deeper. Oil from her vagina enough to make it painless. -- That's because, try Lilka is you might be - Sergei frenzied fucked Lilku in ass, as Alexei do the same with his wife. Lilya beginning and end to shout loudly, followed by up to Alexei, who first saw as his wife gives in and ends ago from this. Then abundantly to Sergei. And Masha, as usual to six or seven times, it was not considered.

Posted by Me on 06-07-2008 20:33:13 | Permalink | Comments

In summer time runs very slowly. The deep dark and all young people favorite night does not want to occur. For a while, walking on all corners of a beautiful city, a little bit to get tired, they went quietly. He held her home, had not even thought that such a girl, she would be able to state this. Time was later, while on the street were twilight. They went and kissed on every street corner and lastingly inexorably long. He embraces her waist and, not only will give their hands. She was terribly pleasant. They stopped in front of abandoned kindergarten. There were a lot of fruit trees, beautiful field of flowers. Prior to her home remained not so much. But he had seen, weasel its own hands, brought to the state of violent initiation, to the fact that it suddenly quite accidentally told him ... -- I want you! -- What? -- Such was his reply, he did not expect such a turn of events. But she reiterated ... -- I want you! -- Right here!? -- Come in kindergarten!

 -- Stop, you just do not understand that you are going on. It can not be so, because the same city. -- And, well, they may be, why think about it, and who will say that about you! Yet we love each other. -- And if the police will pass - because this is not a forest, where occasionally occur tourists, which is damn who, what and how does here. He did persuade her to stop all that she conceived and go home. -- You are not romantic – she said offended through inflated nice pink sponge. -- Are you not right, baby - and progovoril he kissed gently. -- You have yet to see a surprise, which I have prepared for you! They came to her home, closed the curtains night, included Russian radio. Oh, God, what is it? He began slowly to the beat of the music takes clothes. Jacket, jacket, tie flew on a broad bed. Then he began to withdraw shirt, button by button. Her pussy flow from such a spectacular picture. Not composure, she extended a pen to his trouser suit castle. After all, he kept towering force. Having unfastened the zip of a Castle from where showed a  horse at its full strength. He was quite prepared to detour wild horse. She took him in hand and began tenderly iron. He withdrew himself last lied on clothing and bed next to his beloved girlfriend. -- Kiska - he whispered, tenderly stroking her in intimate places. -- I wish you well, when we were around the garden,
but a dumb conscience did not allow me to do so. You apologize to me. -- Tss ... She pressed his lips to his gentle little Fingers and the start of weasel, which shows how much she loves him. His member has been ready for the invasion into it. He waited for her consent to the step to which they were already ready. Her nipples swelled and stood as small segments. Finally done, she asked him that he entered into it. He has performed its desire and thus gave her what she wanted for so long. His dick shoved inside the pussy and disappeared somewhere there in depth. But he seemed to surface again and again as the Water dove at depth. It was the most pleasant, that could come up. She experienced orgasm for orgasm, asking him about mercy. He reduced pace a bit and then did virtually stopped giving her so little time for a breath. But, himself did not leave the body to cool heated. He started to caress nipples and this weasel reward its elastic swelled boobs with nipples. He descended below his tongue and infiltrated the cave. It is at this time, all enormously leaned and moaned. Breathing it has become more frequent and heavy. It was clear that it was ready for another orgasm. Do not waste time in vain, he brought it to the finishing line. After a stormy orgasm and she took a large pit and a strong knight himself in the mouth. He meanwhile experiencing pleasure.

There was wet, warm and cozy. This sense of its member became even greater. He became exceed the pace and made eruption very soon. They were lying on the bed shingle fatigue and very happy. -- You're the best! - He whispered to it. -- Sunny I love you! -- And I thee! He embraced it and they have long undead lying on the bed. -- And do you like my surprise? -- Daaaa ...- she replied

Posted by Me on 05-07-2008 20:44:03 | Permalink | Comments

... not let you go? I do not even hold you, I do not feel your hands from their lips ... you struggle... now even if I somehow forcing it to take a decision - would not be human, would not be honest to you ... I do not know what will be tomorrow, but today, that we can build now scares you ... virtual world ... I would call it by another, though that name beautifully and clearly spoke for themselves - true peace emotions and feelings - we really  spiral for spiral commission on their wish not realized feelings pluralism c great desire passions .. people may not want unlearn experiences and (good) shocks - can often be unwilling to feel adrenaline explosion of emotions ... now one can say that now we are moving in parallel but this is the best that can be tested - tested together, simultaneously - a real pleasure ... to rush about - there is no point - must decide ... born in the virtual sense - cleaner and defenceless everything else - one could disappear from the life of another - in time ... -- But it is foolish ... why lie in the virtual, for what? ... This is a chance to experience something not available ... or so in the short-term realities, which never goes hungry, but forget the taste ... in our letters - we ourselves, and not think of puppets who took the surrounding ... this is not our shells protect domestic peace - is us, this is - nerve ... pain - yes ... always getting something - we lose ... But whether commensurate loss in real life with virtual ... although I remain faithful to their convictions that the real - apogee virtual sense, but whether we can meet, a stay - which guarantee that we will not put on everyday masks or simply do not turn everything into a farce-humor ... see - I discouraged you ...   - I do not think it is easy to write it - I do not play talking about my feelings, but to remove you from everyday life - a great responsibility - do not have to say that you are mature girl ... -- I am responsible for you ..
. and I do not care what you feel ... give thee thy peace - terrible, bitter ... I will only burn inside ... but can if you so easily and immediately throw from a dozen heads, another of our letters, filled with tenderness and warmth ... I could not make mistakes in you - not easy ... but if necessary, you are obliged to do so - to formulate a reason? -- Our relations should not be detrimental to our surroundings - or only our world, which will only you and me, or even a scar on the soul and absolute apathy to romantic love faints ... at least, how would not get involved in the Internet - I no longer will come in its abyss ... I do not give you not a single board-hooks, I will be tight - you solve all herself ... Your world is not yet open for me, I look only at his window - and you can close it, but in any case, like the famous hero of the famous fairy tale - only my eyes will be some time for you to follow ... .... I did not soluble in the daily worry, you people in the surrounding ... simply the network is very rare, but still happens - creates a feeling that talking and not seeing the man, you start to feel it ... say there are paradoxes ... now is not about that ... I can not offend at you if you come to the hard decision ... this will be your decision and I will accept it ... we will live as before, but something still remains within us ... can we become more sad Thoughts ... and we even imagine going to talk to each other ... but time will pass and a castle that we began to build - lost ... We owe it to comply with the outside world-we took - we gave the children themselves - can relax? breath of pure oxygen and let's head to begin to whirl and then, if we do not handle - will come again sobriety thoughts and if we do not really destined to meet then we draw our meetings in space network ... But we can create them and did not notice, as will find in a real embrace each other ... who knows? ... Now I'll answer - NOBODY ... step into the abyss or stop at the edge - I made my choice ....

Posted by Me on 05-07-2008 20:43:35 | Permalink | Comments

Poet Jim Morison wrote: L.A. Woman. I am writing to: L.A. Women. LA -- My initials. L-Livshits, A-Alexander. L-She. A-She. But sometimes I write AL always try to change. I pay tribute to and the name and surname. In my view this is important. So far as choice in public securities. Name after name. Without resentment. That's right! LA --  Favourite, mistress, deceive, sharm, ***** (I thought long before write ***** but agreed with yourself with them). They ***** but favorite. Favourite but fucking. They are such different, unlike in the other  no drops at the same time complementing themselves one way or another She. She L - but a former Angel. Angel not fallen. SOLD! Wings! Sell wings! Previously, they stroke, I came in bliss. Now  they also enjoy. Previously engaged in love. Now fucked (as she calls it). Previously - I am breathing it, inhaled and exhaled, drank, ate, smoked, I think, saw her represented. Now - I become angry, mothers, cough, pain, her nervous. She will always be as before and is now past. Do love with it was wonderful, awful fucked. It recalls youthful masturbation. Often coming, taking smoke, L should at me and drove me to express all her opinion about me. Behind sex fast and her little acceptable (she said) is only just emerged in the moment coming. She fuck me. Neither more nor less. She disagreed with those that need two. Better - two are needed but should want it! Feminism in her person wins and the most stubborn separatist. It is they who. To protect against this newly infected (feminism), I often take the most chauvinistic point of view, but чесно it helped little. Top took only an agreement under the mask. Masks now. Previously, Love! Good call! L never learned it. Despite all my efforts. L is left still not clear to me the substance. Former Angel present: although still near past, the past, the past: It A -: do not even know where to start. A. Accepted me when I was bad very bad. She gave me what LA did not give once. When people hear my views on her behavior, reproached, I defended! Admired! Stupid? Yes! I know it perfectly, but I can not agree, you really forgive, just connected with A. very much. A lot of ambiguous and not understandable! Lying her second, I, I, too, it was not the first and second. The second lover! (Not even speak so commonplace - lover). Recently, a beautiful sex that she remembered that before me-bitch she was another (as you type?) But he skies such as I, he was worse! Her guy is a bulky cargo, enormous horns! He Cuckold! I goat! Just goat!  I put the whole aesthetics! It is not right that invented such things she shouldn’t! Feelings are much higher moral concepts! (something I have to scatter exclamation), I love her, jealous and hate, appreciate, and love betrayed, head of the sun, and a girl: even many. I am shocked by her words in bed and pleasant breath during the actual process. She is gently, female and trusting. She caress and does not require it but I did give her. Previously, her perineum stink fried onions and I could not tolerate it. Certainly, I love it: but I can not, I can not, I can not: here.

Posted by Me on 04-07-2008 15:46:08 | Permalink | Comments

The fact that it - my destiny, I guessed after six months of our relationship. And before that I could not assume that it will love. First, even frightened: Why spoil girl adolescence, if I simply want a permanent partner. The soul of the past still whined from love, but there was she. But time has passed, I soon became her first man. And for me it was the first, although before that I was not one woman and not a virgin. And only with her I realized that the man should be responsible for the one which he denies virginity. The liability is that if you introduced the girl into the world of adult life, you should accustom her to sex to treatment for all its manifestations was normal because I learned to enjoy oral sex, taught to move to the beat of a man during sexual intercourse. Although the sexual act even sounds too blatantly, because I considered it sacred. And now, a year of separation and all ... Relations spoiled. Ta, whose confidence, just used me. In response to my attempts to be near, I met only cold. Warmly received when satisfy its desire. Never have I do not think so to be able to stifle their love. able. Hard. But it is necessary. If you see that the relations are dying, it is better to leave the memories of past love, this killing. I now vacant, can all pick-ups who enjoy. And only at the thought of it I still become weak. A woman can be master of men's hearts. And without any special effort on its part. But man can not be weak, only fills us with love, but not acquire us. Why? That love, which is similar to mind - this is a sign of weakness soul. No more. This gives you new ideas, change the attitude to life, dismisses stereotypes, develops and offers the joy of life. And if you kill her himself, it only remains dry fire in the soul, which burns the souls of other women. And they are not to blame. The strange love, but the world is arranged. Of course, all this delirium, so I decided to destroy their love. So far it has not turned life into delirium. PS I have already put up with that would be one in life, no woman could not become so mother as she. Time lasted, but life goes on. Brutal and unfair. And for someone tragedy - the death of a beloved dogs or break with the favorites. For me the tragedy - unauthorized destruction of  his love. Most pure and strong feelings hitherto in my life. Remained only to live.

Posted by Me on 04-07-2008 15:45:42 | Permalink | Comments

I have already been meeting for about a month. This was cheerful girl with a beautiful figure and huge blue eyes. We walked with her through the city, went to cafes, kissed, but not beyond our relationship progressed. We were both ready for sex. Today she called me and reported that the parents left to give to all weekend and flat at our disposal. I bought a bottle of wine on the road, went to the guests. She met me in the corridor of hot kiss I got up instantly. -- Come in the bedroom! -- Tremble from the initiation of voice, I said. -- What, not even drink wine? -- Archly said Sveta. -- I want you! -- I, too! I raised her hands and carried on in the room. A bed had been disassembled. Prepare - kept in my head. We are feverishly began to frustrate each other clothes. When I saw all the nakedness of her young member of my body stood up as the count. -- Oh, what you have it! I want to play with him. Svetka meet me at the bed and began to cover my body kisses, descending lower and lower. I felt her warm sponge excited at its members. She actually played with him. Kissed my testes, head, lick it as an ice-cream. -- Take it in your mouth! -- I murmured. As if obeying orders Svetka claimed my dick in the arm and sent in his mouth. About God, as she suck. So slowly, then speed up the pace, then licked head, then loaded his entire to his mouth. Such Dutch, I quickly ran out, radiation semen deep into the throat of Svatka. She swallow everything to the last drop and smiled. -- Do you liked? -- She asked. -- Yes very! -- I wish that you, too do me a lick
I have. From these words, I got up again. I love kunnilingus. It has become at the back and put her legs apart. Without losing moments, I do not landfast ice mouth to her already wet pussy. I literally drilled her latch. She loudly and serpentine moaned. Soon her clitoris began to tug on my mouth, I realized that it ends. Svetka moaned, orgasm shook her body. I wanted to bang her madly. I turned it on the stomach and easily entered into it from behind. My slide member in it, as in the oiler. She moaned and asked me not to stop. I took up her hands and buttocks accelerated pace. -- Yes, yes! Fuck me! I am yours! -- Svetka almost shouting. I was at the limit, but could not over. I looked at its ago and saw a small hole pink her anus. I just wanted to explore it. Svetka looked as if she liked it, because her moans became even louder. What features do not jokes? -- I thought, from her vagina up a wet member of lubrication and sent it in Svetka’s ass. Ring anus expanded and took me on full length. – It is painful! No need! -- cried Svetka. But I have not listened to, a member of my soon began to walk in its pope with the same speed as in the vagina. Svetka calmed down and started their podmahivat me backwards. She started to like anal sex. -- And as his teammates, I began to splash cum in her narrow hole. Since I took out mu dick of Svetka’s arse, she turned to me, her face shined. -- I have never been so well! Thank you! -- Said she and embraced me. In that night we have tried a lot. Svetka was super. But that is another story.

Posted by Me on 02-07-2008 13:14:48 | Permalink | Comments

We all were 12-13 years. Here starts sexual maturity.

We were on the birthday party. There were not many people only 6-7. Among us was my best friend, and I was her best friend. After all everybody got happy (as happened after bottles), all sitting in one room and chat. And suddenly she began  to display her attention to a bra. Here and there, I reacted and we have decided to privacy in the lift. . There I press it to the wall and we began to kiss and caress each other. I caress her young chest. I like it, then I decided caress her latch. . Then we decided to go back to the apartment, because few think that if our classmates. . We are just friends so we all said, although the present sympathy.
A couple of times during the summer we have met me home to meet, but then began a new school year. In the 8 th form time is short. We had to find a place in school where quiet and few people.  I am going to our last meeting, because I remember her best, and if you like art, then write to me, I send you another. The gathering at our place is due to regale with the spring (around April - May). As always we have gone separately after school in our corner. She had already waited for me there. Here we all had to do to stand and the press me or her to the wall, because there is nowhere to sit down form, all dirty. I walked up to her to give portfolio, press it to the wall and we began to kiss. At first I just kissed her lips to gently embrace, but then my hands went below. And here we stand, kissing, one hand touches her sexual ass, another one put in jeans and through her panties rubbing her pussy. So I already her whole neck. My already a member feels it is worth it, and we are beginning to imitate sex through clothes. So I went down, that's left. It is excites and factories. When we finished simulate sex, I took up her elastic chest. Today, its white lace bra, I initiate more. I am in life fetishist.
So I just rub her first bra and passionately through the whole of its lips, neck. But after a couple of minutes, I ceased to kiss her, and press for stronger side, raised her sweater, put her bra off and adopted kiss her chest, while her weasel ass. So I already see that her nipples are beginning to swelling, and I start to lick and suck at her nipples. It is like then, she said, has brought a lot of pleasure. Here is her nipples already are starring, me, it excites even stronger, but I feel that it is time already finish our entertainment and end. I ask her to do a blowjob to me, but she refused, because little if the teacher can go here. Then she agreed to wink my dick. Here I close her bosom, unfasten trousers, they descend, she saw my first member, and he liked it, but there is a problem. She does not know how they wanker. Then I take her hand in their falls on my member and shows how men wink. Now, I cleaned off his hand, starting caress and kiss her, and she meanwhile my wanker dick. Here is the hand went up, now down: I feel that now and I ask her to deviate slightly aside wanker and faster.
It is accelerating and is a member of monsters, my sperm. At the farewell once again we kissed and went home, awaiting the next meeting.

Posted by Me on 02-07-2008 13:14:22 | Permalink | Comments

You came into my life unexpectedly, but has long desired. You burned me and forced  fire burn in the flames. I learned to find joy in the pain and humiliation, I knew that you loved me, loved and always felt that he needed me. Now I'm  forever to another, normal, as it all, love for them - only through tenderness, passion - through kisses and embrace, he also loves me their regular, boring love, and I reply to weasel her duty. I - a strong, I will endure this and put what I like and all that good to me in this home - sleeping world, in this banal bed softness, but I will never forget your eyes shine and metal in your voice when you ordered me obey you, in such minute, I did not possess itself, I wanted to become one with you, dissolve in you, you swallow. In the rare moment when you forget to me and spill all their unspent tenderness, all this pain of loneliness and consciousness impossibility of happiness, even then I knew that go. Forgive me, I wanted to serve you, be part of you, I want to give you all my faith, because you're always better to know that for me now, but you can not tempt fate so, life will not bring us so much happiness, this is simply not the case, and I am afraid her punishment, I still - so weak, so I'm, and fly away in my heart a piece of your fire. Thank you for what you gave me to touch him, for what you fired me in this light that will always burn in me, I quite remember your voice and your words, because I was able to feel the most desirable woman in the world; for your care about me, for your understanding without words. Wherever you may be, no matter who or caress nor tormented, memories of let me stay with you, because you and burned in the fire. We - such different: you are absorbed heat of passion flamenco dancers, because the ancient Arabs and lavish wisdom Aztecs, I -  quiet beauty of the north and eternal grief people Books, we could not, should not have to meet, and this little fire every one of us carry with them all his life. I want the last time to stand before you to kneel, kiss your hands deftly clever, vault me from the mind and the strength of its Dutch and say thank you for all that you gave me, I will never forget you, thank you ...

Posted by Me on 01-07-2008 11:38:21 | Permalink | Comments

You agreed to meet at the edge and go walking in the forest. When you arrived, he was already on the ground and waited in the shadows, to halt stem tree. -- Come, - he took you by the hand and led for almost unseen path. -- On this path almost unknown to anyone and no one on it goes. You left us far enough, he suddenly turned and said to you ... – Take your clothes off. -- Here? -- Yes! Listen, you took off T-shirt and withdrew bra. -- Quite? -- Of course! You took off remaining and went ahead. He selected clothes and moved along. -- Do not be afraid, do not look back, go forward, you heard, and followed by bushes rustle behind. Ty sharply looked and saw that he disappeared. -- Go ahead! -- To hear you from afar. One in the forest, without clothes, sandals in the same light. Shame was colored droplets fear, but little hesitation  you still went ahead on the path. A place among the trees. A place in the center of a growing oak, and under a tree you saw him. Naked, he looked at you and you felt like you at the bottom of excitement rises. -- Do not be afraid, no one here ever happens. Exit. Slightly being shy you withdrew under a bright sun and came up to him. -- Garden! You sat at the knees at the edge of bedspreads and has extended them a glass of wine. --
You listened to the forest on the road? -- He asked, looking at you from the bottom up. Ty shook his head negatively. -- It is a pity! But as you sat and looked at how under your gaze rises from his hair black lace dick. The slope to it, you around his lips and began to move slowly. -- You do not listen to me - he made - Do not rush. With these words, he slowly removed from you and put you on the back. Having slided legs apart he touched to your lips. -- Listen forest. -- He said. You tried to listen to the wind rustle in the oak branches over your head, singing birds, and after a while, you felt how wonderful sounds of the forest in the way of weaving his movement language and accessions hands. You absorb smells, saw foliage greens, saw reflected in his eyes. Rustle forests have become a rhythmic, with little change allows you came in, but then immediately immersed in bliss, painted in green hues, against the backdrop of bird trills and wind noise ... You sagged, pressed to wrinkled and stem, and he moving slowly to avoid scratches you ... ... You stand on squatting and you look at the trees surrounding the field ... ... You're at the top, and the wind develops disbanded your hair and your strenuous tickles their nipples. And finally, a long-awaited moment has come when all around you and you calmed down, the last time touched it, felt the sharp reduction in the bottom of your heart. Sagged, you spread their hands toward the sky, toward the sun and a small sun exploded inside you, spreading their beams tremble in all corners of your body.

Posted by Me on 01-07-2008 11:37:51 | Permalink | Comments

... to take or not take - I thought: Do job honestly! Having taken the morning shower, I have to present with only a bra, go without him ridiculous: to present with my big breasts and playful looking forward .. green, long dress with large cuts in front and sides, but when walking almost completely denude my feet .. thought as I go-to initiate and I felt familiar pulsations below abdomen.
heat on the streets .. bright sun .. and only wind saves .. This playful fellow puts his gands under the dress became even more trying to show people around my feet .... all the factories so that it would launch its Fingers .. I felt that become wet from the initiation .. would rather get to work .. in the bus soot in the most distant corner and brought together feet .. hands , sitting opposite a young guy, I threw on his pants view of a fly .. and dream - that's like now to cool heated my flesh, it plunged into a member: and it does not matter what he - a small .. great ...
turn away .. I calm .. I calm .. some kept, get ... the benefit of working on the outskirts of the city .. the bulk workaholic already passed ... lean to a tree, start to caress her clitoris: covers the whole body languor, I feel like it pulses and responds to my touch .. and finally on the body of bottled bliss. Such weakness! Well, the tree has anvil ... looking around, I went next .. need to hurry, soon begins working day .. but after five minutes, I realized it's not all: I want to again .. I again initiated .. Why? Because to me there is no panty? Nonsense! But it is valid to me.
... in the office have two .. sits opposite me, my boss, she asked:
-- What's with you? You have both eyes shine and glow in the cheeks!
-- Just hot - I replied.
What's going on in my monitor, it is not visible, I get to drive Japanese. ..turn off the sound and began to watch .. This cartoon, I have not seen .. I like to watch when forced .. Net and say .. No. I do not want to see every minute, I felt a new wave of excitation .. I thought that my bosom tearing into parts .. head was in a fog .. cut in front gave easy access to shout, crazy my flesh .. in the air, I have already felt the smell instituted women .. I hope that I just felt so ... fingers wet, from my juice, easily slide, summing me with every movement to the next orgasm: YES - done!! I screw up eyes.
-- What's with you Lena?
-- Just to begin to whirl head ...
Again became easier .. but there squelch all ... orgasm juices flowing on the inside of the thigh .. I am a bit staggering withdrew from the Cabinet, came in a tea and drank a glass of water ... The horror! What's happening with me? but so wonderful!! I want to again - this thought drills with the new force my brain ... must escape - work ...
... well today little visitors ... male visitors. Whatever eyes, I looked at them! and everything is repeated again: perspiration on his forehead and burning desire ... hand there again .. I quickly became achieve orgasm .. but what I lacked ... orgasm does not alleviate ... I want a man!

Posted by Me on 30-06-2008 15:33:00 | Permalink | Comments

I love your face, so tender and refined, though sometimes spotted acne and, like pressed to it and feel the roughness, and sometimes I like your acne with Clotted matter, like to kiss them ...
I love your neck, like to bite her blood, before depressions left by the teeth, like your hands with weak veins, which so many have experienced.
I love your eyes, chameleons, although they prevailed and emptiness.
I love your sweet lips, which will in my blood reckless  desires, your mouth, where both want to put tongue tonsil.
I like your body is weak.
I love thy member, though he is not so impressive size, but it is you and I love him caress ...
I love how you wink in the bathroom.
I love you drunk when you can jump on me and knock me to bed.
I love your helplessness, which allows me riveted you handcuffed to the bed.
And in general, certainly, I love you, Brian.

Posted by Me on 30-06-2008 15:32:58 | Permalink | Comments

Morning, I awakened with a strong sense of desire. My member stood as the count, and eggs were filled with young sperm.

And then my mind had a different idea. I have long dreamt to go to city beach, where many wonderful girls in barely cover their charms swimsuits, uses its excellent body. From this idea, my member even more filled with blood, which meant its full consent.
I got up, took a shower, breakfast, and began to assemble at the beach. And here in the house opposite the window I saw two girls smoking on the balcony. One of them was my neighbour, 20-22 years old, but I never met her. The second most likely was her friend, roughly the same age. I was in some shorts, and the idea that they contemplate me in a way, I immediately began to stand member. And I decided they show themselves in all beauty. By making pretend that I did not notice them, I turned to them sideways, and slowly withdrew cowards. My busy member escaped and appeared before them in full alert. This turn of events they clearly do not expect, and, at first simply watched silently rounded eyes not my dick, and then began speaking, apparently discussing the situation. I have the heart to beat against reckless, and I am no longer afraid of how will look into the eyes of my neighbour, if inadvertently its meeting. I terribly wanted directly in front of them wink here. But I do not have. I would save a lot of forces on the beach. But I decided to shock them so that the trousers to present with no pants. Thus, with clatters fly and T-shirts at naked body, with a beach bag over my shoulder came out flat. In my elevator member calmed down, and when I went into the street, traces of my recent initiation was not seen. I was walking down the street and enjoying walked past the bodies of young girls whose asses were tightly covered light cloth or shirts,
so were visible panties, or their absence. My view particularly attracted a girl 17 years old, dressed in a light topic at naked body and in the short skirt. With each step her big boobs and elastic jumped, maneuvering their sexuality. I just stared at this art piece and did not notice how this girl with a smile looked at my trousers. Take the devil, I got up the middle of the street directly!

In the subway was a huge crowd, as is usually the case in sunny weekend, when all go to the beach. To go, I was quite far, so I started walking into in the distant end of the train. On the way I tried to press to be served girls and women, that they can feel my body. I have to penetrate at the corner and turned to face the young girl, and she stood me ass. Her skirt through which I have to notice tango, and white blouse, half undone, so I had walked past her enjoyed beautiful boobs, not cramped bra. So I was enjoying its kind, as at the next stop suddenly bulk of people, so it was pressed tightly to me. (To be continued). I felt it appetizing ass its members, but it is rapidly gaining momentum. I decided to act crazy.

So they just do not expect, but after a couple of minutes turned to face me and suddenly grabbed me for my dick and began stroking it.

-- So much can be delivered by a dick girl indescribable pleasure, and you just sticks to. Where are you? -- She asked.
-- On the beach - barely managed to reprimand me.
-- Excellent, I am also there. Let us hide your healthy dick, and will continue on the beach.

Posted by Me on 29-06-2008 17:37:15 | Permalink | Comments

Morning, I awakened with a strong sense of desire. My member stood as the count, and eggs were filled with young sperm.

And then my mind had a different idea. I have long dreamt to go to city beach, where many wonderful girls in barely cover their charms swimsuits, uses its excellent body. From this idea, my member even more filled with blood, which meant its full consent.
I got up, took a shower, breakfast, and began to assemble at the beach. And here in the house opposite the window I saw two girls smoking on the balcony. One of them was my neighbour, 20-22 years old, but I never met her. The second most likely was her friend, roughly the same age. I was in some shorts, and the idea that they contemplate me in a way, I immediately began to stand member. And I decided they show themselves in all beauty. By making pretend that I did not notice them, I turned to them sideways, and slowly withdrew cowards. My busy member escaped and appeared before them in full alert. This turn of events they clearly do not expect, and, at first simply watched silently rounded eyes not my dick, and then began speaking, apparently discussing the situation. I have the heart to beat against reckless, and I am no longer afraid of how will look into the eyes of my neighbour, if inadvertently its meeting. I terribly wanted directly in front of them wink here. But I do not have. I would save a lot of forces on the beach. But I decided to shock them so that the trousers to present with no pants. Thus, with clatters fly and T-shirts at naked body, with a beach bag over my shoulder came out flat. In my elevator member calmed down, and when I went into the street, traces of my recent initiation was not seen. I was walking down the street and enjoying walked past the bodies of young girls whose asses were tightly covered light cloth or shirts,
so were visible panties, or their absence. My view particularly attracted a girl 17 years old, dressed in a light topic at naked body and in the short skirt. With each step her big boobs and elastic jumped, maneuvering their sexuality. I just stared at this art piece and did not notice how this girl with a smile looked at my trousers. Take the devil, I got up the middle of the street directly!

In the subway was a huge crowd, as is usually the case in sunny weekend, when all go to the beach. To go, I was quite far, so I started walking into in the distant end of the train. On the way I tried to press to be served girls and women, that they can feel my body. I have to penetrate at the corner and turned to face the young girl, and she stood me ass. Her skirt through which I have to notice tango, and white blouse, half undone, so I had walked past her enjoyed beautiful boobs, not cramped bra. So I was enjoying its kind, as at the next stop suddenly bulk of people, so it was pressed tightly to me. (To be continued). I felt it appetizing ass its members, but it is rapidly gaining momentum. I decided to act crazy.

So they just do not expect, but after a couple of minutes turned to face me and suddenly grabbed me for my dick and began stroking it.

-- So much can be delivered by a dick girl indescribable pleasure, and you just sticks to. Where are you? -- She asked.
-- On the beach - barely managed to reprimand me.
-- Excellent, I am also there. Let us hide your healthy dick, and will continue on the beach.

Posted by Me on 29-06-2008 17:36:47 | Permalink | Comments

Hello. Today, I will not invent a story. First, my story was written only to realize that we are people. It turns all not so bad. If someone wants my stories, then I am ready to continue. Today will simply thought in the hearing. Reading the stories, suddenly asked myself. How do we live? What are our values? In the category of romance found wonderful stories. You know, because some of them just visible Creek souls, people are not writing anything, it just shows their dreams. How do we live? What dream? Need a simple normal family life. On normal human relationships. Why do we quietly read stories in which violence and to give o? And in life just do not want to seem naive to someone, so try never to whom not to open corners of his soul. Trying to be closed, and did not see anyone around. Often, simply blaming the life that lives up to such conveyed. The world has always been the same, guilty in current circumstances, the people themselves. As in life. Boys accused of girls, saying there is no decent, beautiful, lovely, and everything just around debauchery. Girls accused of guys, not loyal, reliable. Not true. There!. Just for ourselves it is easier to think so. Girls, however, and as the guys, rather reluctant to part with his innocence. And what is so shameful? What's wrong with that guy or girl will keep themselves to each other? What's wrong if the two men, two loving hearts connect to each other in marriage?. We just live in a world of things. How do we live? Fifteen children, yes yes, children are active sexual life. And what they can give each other, except disappointment? To engage in sexual life, you must be ready not only physically but also mentally, psychologically. What can give fifteen young girl, when he not only does not like, but even simply not respected. When his inner attitude to it, sorry for so unimportant as compared to the toilet, yes, here and there. And then girls full of frustration, for life. Understand girls. If a guy likes you, he will not induce you to bed. And would not say that if you do not give, I thee cast. He will be with you in sorrow and in joy, in sickness and in health. He will take care of you, take care of you. Sooner or later each of you will understand that the man external beauty is not important. And in your life was a man who truly loved you, and may yet be. Just you he was not sure, and all because you really treated with respect, gently. Because you were for him as heaven and earth. You are in the sky, the most beautiful, the clear star, but he on earth, ordinary, earthly. Remember, if people really love, the love he did not shout. He simply once you say about it, and this really your business, you will understand the true feelings or not. How do we live? As we leave to our children, grandchildren? May be with that change something? To begin, though-would in itself. No need to take all as there are. We need change, change for the better. There is a saying, sorry, I do not remember the author. So: Smart people are trying adjusted to the world, and only fools, the world adjusts itself under. Hence, the smart people are useless to society, progress depends on fools. Let us change for the better, love each other, often smiling to each other, care about each other. And all will be well ..... No need to fear of communication, although-like on the Internet, stands to make more friends who have similar dreams, think again. Just often, in our world, just normal people alone. And following the principle: One soldier in the field is not simply wash their hands. I apologize for his frankness. But so it is. E-mail me their views, I would be happy acquaintance with new people.

Posted by Me on 28-06-2008 15:50:29 | Permalink | Comments

You know, the night before our meeting I saw a dream where we were is your home, why there were many people and we ran away through some field, and then long-long engaged in sex. And we were very well together. And then you came and broke my life. It seems I am still after you there was not one man. I just do not want them. They just for me, not men. When I saw you, I felt a man. I waited for your whole life. Hackneyed phrase, but for me it was not empty. For me it what it is. I really waited. And not such as you, namely you. Neither with whom I was not so well as with you. Your hands, your eyes ... Remember how you dug in my hair. I asked ... What confused? And you said ... No, I just like digging through your hair. I remember every word you uttered, every gesture. I can recall in detail every minute, every second that I spent with you ... From first to last. Why it is the latter? ... Why do I ask? I know the answer ... You know. Forgive me. If you can forgive. I blame that met not as what you should have been. Vela themselves not as should have been. Just, you know, when you, I lost myself. Just lost. After all, remember, you are constantly told, and I am silly silent, or simply something murmured inaudibility. I could not speak. I could only look at you, you listen, touch the you and not to believe their own happiness. Tom, what have you, I have. I love you. All of you. Your smell, your voice, your shadow. Remember you said that you should leave something to which I replied that will wait for you. You asked whether this and said that nobody ever you nowhere waited. I waited for you. And wait until now. I simply can not you do not wait. I believe that one day everything will change. I have changed. For you to change. To you learned that I - this is it, one only. What are you waiting for me, too. And you will understand that waited that you came to my happiness. I want the truth to make you happy. I would like to see your sincere smile. Do you want, I rye you son? Not one person I do not even speak of such words. Never. I swear. You know, now that you are not with me ... I can look at the clock your photo ... In your eyes ... Sometimes it seems to me that you look with photos directly to me, my soul. We consider it is exploring. I will love you in silence. And I will do this themselves,

Posted by Me on 28-06-2008 15:50:00 | Permalink | Comments

Why does it always happen when you want to leave - you are forced to stay, remain? Everyone is coward by nature: but climbs the highest mountain, proving that he won his cowardice, another jumps with a parachute, well, and a third: a third simply flees. I have not asked for this love, I never asked any love. And his love, I tried not to notice. Eventually, as you will notice something that has not been and will most likely never will be? But the more I have not seen, the more difficult it was nothing to see, until one day I did not realize that the longer breathe without it can not, and most likely will not already. Here's something here and began a nightmare - lips that had been used only for conversation, began to seek his lips, and his body thirst it. It is the same as an unsurpassed tempter, supporting erupted passion, looking for parallel road to retreat. Having achieved her - no sex is not banal, but sensuality and desire, frightened for their own good name and not finding better ways - distance. I do not notice changes, still sticks to whose image has become for me is like an angel and God, and whose affection rises at the peak of bliss. Probably zero, shudder entire body from one thought to want to kiss and embrace so that forgetting the heart beating, stops. Every night, every night curse, I hoped not, I sincerely believed that he was not lying, that he loves. I lived only his words about the boundless love and true devotion. But at that moment when I believed and surrendered when uncovered lips looking toward his lips - I lost.

Yet many long sleepless nights I have dreams about you. Recollections of that, was replaced reality so skillfully that, waking up from them on a brief moment, I took over was the dream. Knowing that all ran out, I have not ceased to hope and faith. In those rare nights when you came to me in my dreams, I was hoping that you threw everything and come. Understand, I did not want anyone evil, I just loved you. Your hands, lips, body, soul - I want them all, without balance, you are also afraid to give them to me. Origin, in this last line I want you to say something in that, finally being able to believe - I don’t love you any more.

Posted by Me on 28-06-2008 15:49:25 | Permalink | Comments