It happened last autumn. I, Pierre, and my friend arrived from Hendrick Fuerteventury to take advantage of powerful tides in north-west coast. We - inveterate surfers and exciting spirit of love slipping on the raging waves of the ocean. Standing on the shore and looking at splits on the escarpment strong waves, our hearts stops in the chest. Yes, we did it ourselves and submit stories to friends: almost complete absence of people and wave height from 2 to 3 m. The biggest problem for us represented hidden under water huge blocks of rocks. However, sea shore bypassed several times, we still find some convenient beach and sufficiently broad place free of pitfalls. This was superbly.

The taste of salt on our lips, and the impetuosity of strong wind from the land, swelling the enormous waves. A few hours we furrowed foaming, boiling foam waves, gradually appeared new fans surfing. Izmochalennye In the end, we collapsed next to our boards on the sand and watched by two experienced serferami.Prosto peak skill! It is better that it is impossible to provide - exclaimed in delight Hendrik.Dlya Europe in this fertile conditions - I agreed with him. Otfyrkivayas noisy, to our sea shore podgrebli these two marine rider. Today, however, must end with skating - some of them vytryahnul sand from the pants. I am keen curiosity looked at his sleeping member who, despite the warm water does not have been impressive size.

Hendrik followed my eyes and lips vytyanul tubes. The second of our guys noticed interested views and stood up in a way that we can see how it is in our immediate neighbourhood opolaskival their shorts. He had trained very body, and when he bent down on his thighs under the smooth, roasted skin vozbuzhdayusche played strong ropes muscles. His halves krepenkoy popki extremely budorazhili. He was to feel our views, because suddenly turned and smiled to us. These hardened body, and many small water droplets on their skin filled my life member, the edge of the eye, I noticed that Hendrick and his rod from fetching joyous admiration.

However, I believe these tempting primagnichivali Aquarius, which are now with their hands in the pants were sent to us, and I understood them to no longer such a lifeless, and nabuhshim sausage, that he is a pleasure to our long vnimanie.I you are already here? - Asked me a larger one. No, we only arrived yesterday afternoon - I answered him, usmehayas. Herbert, and that Stefan - he filed me a hand. Pierre and Hendrik - I presented and responded to the handshake. It seemed to me that I have noticed a brief spark in his blue eyes, when our hands soprikosnulis. Today, arrived just scored trousers sand. You really lucky, it is the first day when the sea have fun - Herbert down next to me.

You are right, between the legs if abrasive past - I stood up and now also went to the water. I instinctively felt that they, too, preferred men, and no longer hide from them their excitement. I styanul their shorts and delete them to tire o waves. I was quite brought their views, however, without shame turned to face him. Their eyes obzhigali me between the legs, they watched my tension, and when even without a coward and Hendrik joined me, the atmosphere nakalilas. Mature tv vezunchiki 2 fighting without rules. Everyone knew that he needed from another, knew the location of the overall drugu.Davayte friend to go over the cliffs, there is not such a strong wind - Stefan suggested, and I wassure that this was only a pretext.

Quick glance, I agreed with Hendrick, his short kivok head confirmed to me that he does not refuse. We picked their bags and leaving with our new friends in the crevices between the rocks. Until then, we have pulled our boards, I felt the growing desire in their chreslah, and when we finally sat on towels, I can verify that the state of standing not just me. Herbert was lying quite close to me and looked quite frankly to my towering male dignity. Under his keen eye, my cherished spear podprygnulo in height, and this instant to stand on end, it was standing at a secret signal launch. He even denser press me. I feel his warm breath on his che st as he slowly inclined to have me and put his hand on my thigh. I hesitantly toward mowing Hendrick, but his hand was no longer lay where it could suggest a casual gesture, and, finally subjects, I gave Herbert gently put itself on the back. He still lying on the side next to me, tenderly iron hand of my thigh, which once covered with goose skin. My hard to extract a barrel stood between my legs, and his fingers approaching him with excruciating slowness.

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