For someone’s there to catch on like I was progalok, I guess now too late. I went to the truck, already face nab it exactly, but I look forward. It is better not to go. The door cab was raspahnuta, to let down from the lifeless body of the driver’s head is turned on the unnatural body. I was bad and back to two meters, I ravaged his stomach, vyrugavshis up a cellphone and dialed numbers, telling the incident, went on ago.

Interestingly there as my poputchik, Vitya. SAI is not far away, even halfway to his car, I noticed their approximation. A road policeman guy went to submit, have asked for documents, I went to the car, two others went to the truck. Tell all, showing him their papers, he carefully recorded, came to osharashennomu Vite began to ask questions, he answered something he wrote. On the part of the truck came with two machine even police - could go Yes, this is the stealing of that service, and the driver was drunk - they told their XENYX.

Listen guy we started the case we will not be able to claim you have no corpse so that he himself understands. Well, I said up a cigarette in his mouth zasunul go and to take matches, Gaishnik obligingly lit lighters, that I was very surprised, saying thank you and I thought maybe it is worth vytrebovat money from the car, but so far I thought gaishniki turned and left.

Substantive! - Unwittingly loudly in the ears and I delivered. Vykinuv cigarette, I sat down the handlebars, and there was only remembered about the fellow. Valyalsya package on the floor, magazines fallen from it, in the weak light vidnelis naked male figures, with large members. further disassemble I could not, nor had I understood why he was hiding from me because these journals.

I vyglyanul on guns - Hey Victor went, all the most terrible behind! HE was standing near the bushes, and tried not to look at my side. Yes you what, go!? - I insisted. I VAM machine sours, I described - suddenly to shoot it. Yes well, you car obossal me, eco nevidal if I was ssat than I would have to shit and all that I made vmeste.Nu uprashivayu you, yes this is still such magazines like me, I imagine they will leave.

This was probably a strong argument. And Victor went to the car. Listen to you to Moscow is very necessary, and then let me at the cottage, I is not giving a flat in the suburbs, it is not far vymoemsya dried and then I took where you want. Victor silently nodded in agreement, and sat down to take his place. Yes good beginning, I thought.

Victor collected their priceless magazines in the package, and cover them with wet stain on the trousers. We were riding in silence. Yes wagon full of emotion. Here are just some who will be empty. It all starts when something ends all before. , Philosophy of life, echo. NOT whether it would Vitka went further to the lake, and may not be a truck crashed. Yes, all started earlier and now continues. Coming and leaving the car in the yard, climbed to the second floor hruschevki, I opened the door sperty air hit me in person, again left no calling neighbors, though I would zaezzhal ventilated, flowers probably died.

that protection for people. Victor passage window open everywhere please. And I run to the neighbours - but neighbors were not, indeed could have been others but they do not trust my keys. Closing the door, I saw a eared sneakers, he withdrew this anecdote.

ON two-room apartment browsed breeze, claiming the premises with a mustiness flowers stood in the kitchen, or rather what remains of the once lushly green plants. In pleskalas bath water. I opened a door and saw as a clumsy attempts to Vitek to wash off their trousers. Hey, hey wait is not so! - And stopped him, I gained a bit of water in the bathroom and poured powder drabble trousers entirely.

Let’s pants - I asked him, Victor offered me their panties. Lean to their nose, I dragged the air and do a good smell. Vitya to goggle balls, if I may call it surprised eyes opened wide in the state. YES, I apologize not submitted, Dima, and I offered him his hand. A shell pants in postiraem - and I suggested to the single skill zayadlogo done so with professional precision.

Hang them on the balcony, we went to cook something snack. Nothing to break spears, addressing the perennial question of when and why. Maybe it’s time to just do what you want. In anticipation kettle, we went into a big room where the middle stood a large bed, perezhitok Romanian past, very good product. Clear nastezh balcony, a room filled with fresh spring air. Zhurnalchiki pulled Vitya, look. Victor ranwith a recovery in its eldakom corridor bolts in the air as the pestle of a bell.

That would be me in such a yes Zade, - I thought podivilsya himself and his thoughts. HE threw them on the bed and usevshis cross legs in a pose as do foreign Yogi, to take a poster seen in one of the magazines. Frankly, I have not seen this, I have met at the Gay magazines theme, but with such candid scenes of coition, I have not seen.

We look at pereboy offered to the themes of each other, and different postures, proved that Vitya studied French and English knows very casual, and I had read some things that make it clear what is happening, that was quite colourfully displayed. Removing itself from clothing, I found that my member podymaetsya already quietly, and then I looked at and Vityu. I whispered, - I want you. Please. There occurred a pause, now Vitya studied with interest me.

No, I let you Dima. trahnu. I rushed to bed with screaming - No, I just do not ladies! and we struggled but soon Vitya won, he hands me mouth and tied behind their shirts wet and warm His language accepted to walk on my perineum, anus schekotal, then he plyunul to my wonderful star and stuck in its vast ago my finger, a first then two. He bent down to my ear and whispered ominously this is only Fingers, and now will soon be rather PALETS.

His Fingers penetrated very deeply what I was even hot, I was afraid he would like nothing I had not been damaged, but concerns were still totally unfounded. I was lying and enjoy, with every movement, I became increasingly difficult to restrain cries, it seemed to me that I am a small fish swim in a sea of delight. Free big tits shaved pussy ritulechka krasotulechka letter seamless. Mr. Victor yet please! - Almost like a porn on the import melknula I have this idea.

And here I felt like something of great tries, to replace so tenderly Fingers. Huge fallen uperlos in my little anus. It not only uperlos, but also tried to pave their way inside me. I tensions. Vitya heavily stuknul hand on me, I vskriknul pope from such an unexpected shlepka, popka busy in the field, and instinctively felt like to relax and pestle, with his great scripts, it is with scripts propihivaetsya in me.

Tupa pain permeated the whole body, my head zaprokinulas ago and I cried, curve back. But Vitya, and did not think to stop, he blatantly press me to the bed and began to beat into me in his ohrinennuyu eldu. Well that was a good day. A STAL. I have already thought out and to bruise him than hit, although the naprosilsya. But he nagnulsya to my ear and whispered, - Poterpi nice even then will still ask, not who you do not do so well.

With each of his Movement for the pain a bit left, all its member penetrates deeper into me rastyagivaya me inside and out. My body fill with new feelings. Old bed perezhitok past, approximately poskripyvala with every movement Vitinogo tela.Ya began to feel pain not only stupid but something which had not experienced before, like a hurricane see red in my body, with its centre in the anus, and I got to dangle and circling around the centre.

And something powerful beats me inside. I started postanyvat of pleasure. Victor accepted completely remove its vast eldak from me and insert it again, the feeling is that you syringe and one of you remove piston zatknuv while spout. My in-popka said pruu, and Vitya said - Oh my, we drabble bedspread.

Yes horseradish with the blanket, please continue. And here again fills a syringe piston, or rather the substance of my internally, and languish of delight. Yes! ! - Shouting, I do not understand anything at the moment, all sequestered pleasure. Vitya again shlepnul me arse, this time I’m so upset that I decided to reconsider its attitude towards masochism. HE move into their Eldakom me slowly a nd occasionally to fall with a plop heavily on the buttocks, I vtsepilsya teeth in the bedspread and probably progryz hole in it. Victor made a motion to another, as in me a feeling bottled inside his family, in huge quantities, I was not such an orgasm that has never experienced, I simply tingle of delight. Maybe what is now ended, has long begun. Maybe something that starts now, has long been over.

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