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Good morning my love! - I say, gently kissing your cheeks and nose, - it's time to go for a run, - and finally, loudly kicking you in the ear, I go to another room to get dressed ... after a couple of minutes slapping the floor with your bare feet ran into the bathroom with tousled pigtail and seductive ass, now and then looking out from under the t-shirt. I raised an eyebrow and with a slight smile held my sleepy owl with a glance ...

There was a graduation in school. We decided to take a walk in the cafe that the fountain in the park. There were a lot of people that evening. So we went through the city. In general, the evening itself came to an end, and the Friend called Dad to bring everyone home. Uncle Kolya occasionally brought us home after school. Since they have a car minibus, fit everything without any problems. I lived farthest, in the suburbs, because the queue before my delivery to the house was the last. We rode together. Played fun music and we just chatted.

With Yurik, for a long time I didn’t add up anything, right after the birth of my daughter, my sun Vari, everything cracked, the glass cracked, no longer glue it, the crack sooner or later break the glass, and it crumbles into several fragments, if not at its base, where a small hole ends in a crack, then this small hole, completely invisible to the eye, takes upon itself the brunt of the fracture and it is possible that the glass will never break, but not in our case. Every month, week, day, it became harder, he reproached, ran away from home, came back angry, but came back, and after everything took off like a hand, became, as always, tender and loving. I was angry, he, too, I don’t know why we did it, maybe for my daughter, I paid her all the attention, walked, washed, played, suckled and tickled her, but I also fulfilled my wife’s role and never refused him attention and all my dreams of a beautiful and cozy house collapsed, I already got used to the inevitable and prepared the documents for divorce.

I engaged in self-satisfaction selflessly and every evening. It became so much my habit that even on critical days I caressed my clit with my fingers so that I could fall asleep after several violent orgasms. Often, especially on weekends, when you could lie in bed for a whole day, I, too, indulged myself in satisfying the passion that had accumulated over the past six months of a single life. My friend, with whom we have lived together for almost two years and had sex violently, graduated from university at the beginning of summer, was promoted to lieutenant of the reserve and was immediately called up for two years. Having become accustomed to having regular sex, by the end of the first week I began to go crazy about his absence. Looking for men on the side, although it was not a problem for a pretty twenty-year-old girl with a tidbit, I didn’t want to, and I found a way to relieve stress in masturbation.

Irinka was very tired and did not sit with us for a long time. Having said that she would go to sleep, she went into the bath and five minutes later she slipped toward the bedroom. I managed to notice that under the translucent shirt underwear was missing. She put on this shirt only when she wanted “night attention” from me. But given the guest, who will have to sleep two feet from us, no sex was foreseen. The guest was my fellow traveler from a business trip, a very young guy who was scheduled to transfer in Moscow.

Faithful wife and sexwife. read online I sat loaded, digesting what I saw. Suddenly, the monitor screen, my computer blinked, and an image of a huge room appeared on it, and a voice-over sounded at the same time. - Greetings to all of you, the fans of our rising porn star, Irina! Already, she will leave her room, and you will see our long-legged, radiant with her beauty, Irina! The camera was aimed at the door, from which Irinka soon appeared. She was in a chic sexy outfit, when she entered the big room, applause rang out. I saw four men, they were all in masks, like, those - that from the movie “Eyes Wide Shut”, with Tom Cruise, and Nicole Kidman, apparently, they were made to order in bulk somewhere. They all stood and clapped their hands, and then sat down at once.

I have a beautiful daughter, eighteen years old. Masha is called. She played, as usual, in her room. I went to the kitchen and started eating soup for lunch. We eat and suddenly I begin to understand that something is wrong. And only a minute later it dawned on me. -Oh, blyaaa! .. - I jumped up from the table and rushed into the hall. I remembered that I forgot to turn off the porn on the video recorder. And if THIS sees my daughter ...

- Well, finally, we are together again, said Sergey, closing the door behind the latch. Sveta, the wife of his friend threw her arms around him, giving him a brief kiss of greeting and embracing they went straight to the bedroom. Quickly undressed, he covered her body with kisses with impatient actions and just stopped at her pubic, as she gently pulled away and rushed headlong into the bathroom. He sniffed after her and, holding the shower in his hand, began gently helping her to wash.

I have friends who say they do not want sex. I wanted sex with eight years. Or rather, I didn’t know then that I wanted sex, just when we were playing with my girlfriend in the family and we were putting the “husband and wife” toy to sleep, then I have the thought that the girl and the boy are naked in the same bed sweetly curl in chest and lower abdomen.

Slaves sat in the sun. Customers wandered around, came up to one, then another, looked at their teeth, felt their muscles. During the few hours that had passed since the dawn, several neighbors of the young Indian Vagos were bought out from their master and taken away. Vagosh tried on the faces of people who bought his comrades in misfortune, to determine whether they got a good share or whether they would soon die from starvation and deprivation. The sun was beginning to roast in the afternoon, and the water was not given since yesterday evening. Vagosh was thinking that it would be better to let him buy it sooner than to sit here in a noisy slave market. What to be, not to be avoided, as they said at his home in Arizona. He raised his eyes, looking for someone who could become its owner, no matter how hard the word was the pride of an Indian.

This story is absolutely real, with the exception of a few details, not related to the main topic. After her, we had awakened undying interest in the topic of seksvayf, etc. After her, other stories on this topic became interesting, and I even continued one of them, because the author completely abandoned the story. Here I have slightly changed the details of what is happening and the dialogues, because people usually speak less artistically, and events seem to be less connected to their participant. Well, the story will be about my wife. Her name is Julia, now she is 27, we were married at 21, and the whole story happened when we were both 25. We loved and love each other, but after spending 4 years in marriage, we wanted diversity. No, the two of us are not bored with sex, but we tried everything we could practice together and we really wanted something new.

Faithful wife and sexwife. Chapter 4 Part 1 read online Irina arrived in less than ten minutes, and, of course, immediately began to say how tired she was at work, how she wanted to rest and that she wanted to go to bed. I did not object, knowing her condition perfectly, but the next day I had a holiday, we were together the whole day, as before, had sex and just lay on pastels.

With Uncle Seryozha we met on one of the most popular sites. Frankly, I was shaking like a prostitute in the cold when I responded to the ad “Adult active man 55 years old to meet a young man, depraved sex is guaranteed.” He replied to my messages almost immediately, but when he learned that I had just turned 18, I began to communicate very frankly. Actually, he himself asked me to call “uncle”, because, I quote: “I am still an adult man, you are my old sons, and it will be much more pleasant for me to feel that you treat me with respect.”

Faithful wife and sexwife. Chapter 4 Part 2 Having slept, I waited with impatience when it got dark. I knew the location of Igor’s apartment, and that the windows of their two rooms face the courtyard, and only the window of their room faces the opposite side of the house, overlooking the construction site. If I'm lucky, and they will fuck her in the hall, then I have the opportunity to see it. As soon as it got dark, I got dressed, and taking with me binoculars, a flashlight and a tourist podzhopnik, went to this building site.

Mikhail was accustomed to living alone, until the age of 24 he lived alone and was left to himself, but in three years of living with his wife, freedom became a dream for him. His wife controlled him in everything, there was not a single day when he could relax and forget. But unexpectedly for him, at work, for the first time in 6 years, he was sent on a business trip to another city. Mikhail realized that this was the only chance to take a break from family life and live for himself. His wife immediately wanted to go with him, but he managed to persuade him to stay and look after the pets.

... The tongue gently licked the smooth crotch between the spread legs, happily lingering on the sweet hole of the priests ... "Sweet ..." - this is how she called her to herself at the moment when the wet tongue gently touched the skin of the narrow entrance to the warm cave for the first time. Anticipating pleasure, the tongue broke away from the priests, and in her mouth was the middle finger, which she played with her sensual lips. Sticking a finger deep into her mouth, leaving saliva on it, she, sticking it out of her mouth, gently touched the tender ring. Sensing how the ring squeezed in response to a touch, Ira was alert, but instead of the expected ban she heard a moan ... a groan of desire. Excited Ira, forgetting about the prohibitions and the framework, took the unexpected reaction as a call, nodded her head approvingly and pressed more firmly at the collapsed entrance, slowly inserting her thin finger into it - into a tight hole that immediately squeezed it with warm walls.

Well, it took about two weeks after the trial. I have to go to UII, in order to register with the inspector and subsequently go to the marks, because I was given 2 years conditional. I came to the AII, and finding the office of my inspector, knocked timidly. - Come in, sit down if you come to me - the inspector answered me with a strict but very pleasant voice. I sat down on a chair and, as it were, casually inspected the inspector. She is a major of internal service, called her Svetlana, about 40 years old, with beautiful red hair and neat features. On her light-colored shirt the stars on the shoulder straps glisten. Seeing her and hearing her (despite all the pleasantness and tenderness) demanding voice, I was a little scary and exciting, and in my head, despite this fear, the thought arose that I like her ... like it! Yes, yes, I am bisexual and a woman in uniform, in addition older than me, did not leave me indifferent.

Finding a decent job in a crisis was not easy, but I wanted to eat, so I got a job on the railway. Work of course bestial, but the salary for our city is not bad. At best, you wander around a piece of iron with a sledgehammer all day long in search of not crammed crutches (huge railway nails), and at worst you drag reinforced concrete sleepers with your hands. And all this in the rain and snow. It was not easy at all for me, as an intellectual. It was not even the work itself that strained anymore, but the collective. No, the men seemed to be not bad, but their behavior was very different from the usual to me. Everyone swore even where it was inappropriate, they laughed loudly at anecdotes and constantly cursed the leadership. And I used to be on the other side, and scolded my subordinates, so I looked at everything through the eyes of my superiors. And the most terrible in the beginning it seemed to me that everyon

Early in the morning, the noise of the canary yellow motor, convertible, the 1996 Viper, rushing along an empty highway, filled the desert. The young woman behind the wheel paid no attention to the speed limit sign and turned on the gas. She was too busy with her own thoughts to notice such trifles. Anyone who had a television would immediately recognize this face framed by red hair. After the face, this most anybody would definitely look at long, smooth, tanned legs and luxurious breasts, rushing out from a narrow red blouse, which was two sizes smaller. However, having found out about what their idol is now thinking about, the crowds in the clones would definitely be shocked.

He rode to Berlin along Kurfürstershtrasse, uneasily, that he often was lately. Already a good hour again circled the same quarter. Past furniture stores, there were middle-aged women and colorful, then the next street, on it for a long time stood a rather unpleasant drunk. Then again right on the street Postdam, there was a rush hour, then again turn out on Kurfyurstershtrasse. He did not know exactly what he wanted to find as a result. From a poor drug addict, he, generally speaking, did not feel joy. He was sorry for the girls, who stood on the curbs with empty eyes to earn another dose, which would allow them to forget their suffering for a short while. In addition, he wanted to find a girl who would not threaten his health, and would bring him to ecstasy. All the same empty faces again.