Parents in the morning was brisk and cheerful than irritate me unspeakably. They rose before dawn, walking and talking loudly. Then the kitchen zabubnil TV in my room leaked the aroma of fresh coffee. To me my mother looked.
- Pauline, you're awake?
I had to open my eyes. I said hello.
- I sleep? - Mom asked. - Come on, let's go to lunch. We're leaving.
- Why so early for? - I asked.
- We leave for a day.
- What for? - I asked feebly.
- We earn time off. Dad's surprise. Come on come on, enough to lie!
I was curious. What is it they came up with. I had to get out from under the blanket and dragged into the bath. From my pajamas with terrible force it reeked of deodorant. Mom certainly felt. Well at least I not say anything. How would I explain?
To the table I came, when they were finishing their coffee and have one foot on the threshold.
- And, hey baby - my father said, putting her cheek for a kiss. - Have not had enough sleep? I sympathize. Sit down. How do you feel about the idea to celebrate the New Year in the forest sanatorium?
- It's you I want to fuse? - I asked suspiciously.
- I suggest to go there with the whole family! There's going to a great artistic subculture. Only her, you know? I have one patient presented an invitation. Here - Pope took from an inside pocket of his jacket painted postcard. - The whole room at our disposal. For a three days.
Then Dad began to enumerate the names of who will be there. I was stunned.
- Well, as this sounds, my girls?
My mom yelled at the same time and rushed to embrace him. Dad became proud and happy and important spoke in the space:
- Make a woman happy is easy! - And he added - just expensive. Think about clothes. And do not forget that even tight fashion shoes nicely.
We laughed for a while on this passage and its other attempts to look witty. Then the parents woke up and rushed off to work. I stayed in an empty apartment, completely disoriented and confused. On the one hand it was a good idea. It would be great to meet all these people and watch them in a relaxed atmosphere companionship. On the other hand ... What am I going to do there in the same room with their parents? And he once again not to pull, and me little pleasure.
My mobile phone has given the phrase from the composition Meladze "Hide the tears from strangers ..." I phoned someone whom my cell phone did not know. I looked at the determinant and hit "reply".
- A princess!..
I washed over the icy wave from head to toe. I called earrings.
- Hi, - I said.
- Yesterday I forgot you have a laptop?
- Yeah - I confirmed.
- I will come?
- Come on - I'm allowed.
He rushed in fifteen minutes. There was on the verge of smiling, embarrassed and happy-and-ivy ... just like a fool ... Well, that's when we lived last summer with her parents in the country, we have a couple of weeks of their friends left their puppy. One name that puppy. Thoroughbred - Moscow sentry. Growth - with a large mongrel. Shaggy, teddy whole. Feet long, large. And these he ran his legs, slurred, almost falling. Caught grasshoppers, butterflies. Happy such joy. Once again finds itself in the nose in the grass - covered in dandelions, sneezes. Child of Dite. Mom still giggling - durnomordy. Here Seryozhka me now reminded of this puppy.
- What are you doing this? - he asked. - I hurt you last night?
Oh, how I wanted to put everything that I think about his acting skills! But there is a need to confess that I have no demand climbed in his files.
- And what are you doing this? - I asked.
- Oh. Unleashed then just someone. Heady sense of freedom!
- A-ah - I drawled. - Would you like some coffee?
- Come on - brightened on.- And let me put the machine to charge. It is where?
I sighed doomed.
- I will bring it now.
I dragged out from under the bed laptop, wiped it off and dragged him.
Seryozhka sipping coffee from my cup and squinted at the light bulb. On the face had frozen dreamy expression. When he saw me with the computer, he perked up and went out into the hallway. He came back blank.
- Hey, where I put the bag? - He asked me.
I told him that he did not have the bag when he came. Seryozhka firmly rubbed his forehead with his hand.
- Forgotten, - contritely he said. - What's that came over me in those days!
He sat down at the table and began to call someone. Long to explain why not be able to execute the order on time, listening to accusations, he apologized, shuffling foot, figuratively speaking. He cursed and added something good in the end, because he just beamed and again became foolishly happy.
- Princess, what are you doing tonight? - He asked.
- I'm afraid - I said.
- Why? - Immediately I asked earrings.
- Because tomorrow the theatrical day. You know how many people named Mariana?
- And went to the "Matrix", - he said.
I thought. Afraid better at home. Anyway, because of the holiday does not work. The entire evening will only twitch. More, this is my problem. It is worth only slightly popsihovat s please! - Sick. I explained. He was visibly upset.
- Can I come to you? - Desperate eyes closed, he said.
- Yes, come, - I shrugged.
He flew from his seat, grabbed me in his arms and whirled around the kitchen.
- Hey - I asked cautiously. - What are you doing?
He clutched look me in the face, something spotted and climbed to kiss. This time it was not the case yesterday. He has stuck to me like a madman. I immediately began to respond. So we stood in the middle of our kitchen, clinging to each other and literally merged their mouths. I have all the more giddy. I felt hip movement in his pants. His arms around my back and were so hot! And yet I am very liked his shoulders, hard, direct and also very hot through the jacket and sweater.
He tore my mouth his dry lips. Sometimes a hand pressed his head. And I felt his teeth clatter of mine. Then kiss makes it more tender. We have not tried to flatten each other, and caught his lips and tried to enjoy each other's breath. I clung to his shoulders and lifted on tiptoes to his hot hump touched my throbbing town. God knows, I did not understand what I'm doing. And when it dawned on me, I felt something like fear. Then I remembered that today I spend the night alone. And finally I get the wind up.
Seryozhka immediately felt a change in me.
- What? - he asked. - Paul, what?
- The time to school - I muttered.
He released me again stared into my face.
- You change your mind, Princess?
Again, Princess! I shook my head.
- Come, - I said. - You are welcome.
He caught my hand and pressed his hand to her cheek.
- Tell me if something is wrong ...
I shook my head and repeated:
In school we walked together. He was waving my bag, which is not dragged by the belt, and behind-the ear loop on the top flap, and talked about his summer trip to the Golden Ring hitch. I went it alone, ran into a lot of adventures and dumped me now the most amusing. At first I held back, but when we came to school, laughing like crazy already. He told me he was great.
When we were just at the steps, there was a smooth melodic car horn. I did not pay much attention to him, because we often stop cars. Parents bring malyshni and pass directly into the hands of the guard, almost a receipt. In the morning we have here are even traffic jams. A Seryozhka suddenly stopped in mid-sentence and looked around slowly. Then I also followed his gaze. In the driveway was a smart, licked up unearthly radiance "Chevrolet" color of wet asphalt with tinted windows.
Sergey bit his lower lip ... and wandered to her. Driver's side window slightly open. Sergey some time talking with the driver, and then out of the window on the snow thrown his bag. Sergei leaned over her, and then out of the window seemed narrow hand in fine leather glove, fingerless gloves with a diamond manicure. His fingers deftly grasped earrings ear and pulled up to the window. He instinctively grabbed the hand. He again said something and flung away. Glass gradually went up. The car took off, throwing out from under the wheels of a snowdrift.
Seryozhka picked up my things and come back to me. Whoever was in the car, he was able to repay his happiness. Seryozhka smiled at me, but it's not like five minutes ago.
- Come on? - he said.
In class, he blurted out our bags at his desk and gave me an inviting gesture. I shrugged and made her way to the distant passage of stool by the window. In class, a wave of whispers, but no one is particularly surprised that interesting. Mariana was surprised, which was the first lesson. She asked aloud what was happening, and Sergei, without blinking, very seriously told her that I would help him prepare for the exam in literature. Marian became flattered. She always responded when someone showed respect or just interested in her subject.
Lesson turned stupid, because to talk about Mariana could only tomorrow's ball. It was incorrect, calling it the festival, the reception, taken to tell which one of those whom she had invited, had already sent a confirmation. She is very worried. More than we.
- Galitsin, - she said. - There's the boys from "B" class is not got something with sound. Could you help?
Technical support bala doing "beshki". They have been special class, all entirely technicians, and teach them all there is the math-physics at the university program.
- Okay - Seryozhka said.
- Now go, - said Mariana.
Seryozhka sighed and trudged into the assembly hall.
- All of you - Mariana looked around our eyes. - Ready?
The people responded in the sense that for a long time and that has bothered all.
- Pauline? - Mariana looked at me. - How do you feel?
- Okay, - I said.
- Over there - showed Mariana. - Costumes. We were given a rented theater. They need to be fit, so you are not looking like clowns. Pauline, I hope for you.
And she looked fondly on my blouse. Everyone knew in school that some of the things I sew itself. I was stunned. There were six groups.
- What? - I asked. - All customized?
- Oh, no, no, - I hurried Mariana.
I sighed with relief. Shakespeare's group she took over. These were a piece of "Romeo and Juliet". The rest promised to help parents. It was not yet arranged only our group. But Marian did not worry for us, she said, because I am. I am a sweet promised that all right, driving suits.
In the next lesson, Mariana asked matematinyu let us go to work on the costumes. Valentina Stanislavovna arched an eyebrow and did not agree. She looked at us with earrings, and her lips touched easy smile, not even a smile, and so - a hint.
- Dearest Marina - said matematinya - after my lesson - the deluge. And now let us begin to do.
Mariana like spit upon walked away, muttering on the go, when some fought for the presidential grant, they help the whole school, and when needed to provide a service response ... She slammed the door so that the warped portrait of a great figure there. Matematinya turned to us.
- You want to pass the exam, my humanities? Then - go ahead! Galitsin quickly to the board. Yesterday's theorem and current job. Stacked in ten minutes, it will be five, despite the mistakes! Korneev, prepare! Same. I'll show you how I arrange a demonstration, mummers!
Then she began to cross-examination, raising us in a staggered manner and literally shooting their formulas and definitions. By the end of the lesson she kinder.
- Okay, not so hopeless, - he announced matematinya. - I will come tomorrow to look at your idea. Make an effort, my dear. Do not disgrace the school.
And she swam strongly on call.
Immediately came the headmaster. In her powerful arm spun razobizhennaya Mariana. Overlooked the headmaster's our top five and told him to go to the home economics class.
- Galitsin - she called. - Go again to the assembly hall. They're screwed up again.
- I will not go, - Sergey announced.
The headmaster, having picked up a monumental body, turned in his direction.
- Uymite first Zhuravlev. He imagined that he was a genius - Sergei said quickly.
This Zhuravlev at "beshek" was something like our Evgena.
- Come on - the headmaster nodded.
- Do not go without me, - whispered in my earrings.
And we went to different corners.
In economics office was empty and quiet, but we opened the machine and the best rack of thread - needles - accessories also stood open. I dumped theatrical rags out of the bag and told them to disassemble costumes.
They dressed. Evgeny his bulging muscles all looked almost perfect, but it was crumpled and ride up in different places. I began to correct and od¸rgivat.
- Here too tight! - Eugene caught my hand and pressed it to his groin.
There really had a busy term vyvalenny of his pants.
I called him an idiot and told to button. He obeyed disappointed.
- This is only pat - I declared, and turned to Artyom.
Artyom suit went badly, only to sag in different places. I quickly picked up the shoulder pads, to mark the place where needed to take in, and told to undress.
With the girls it was worse. Actresses, which sewed the dress, apparently were overall ladies.
- Well, - I said. - Now I am adjusting to suit Artem, and then you'll get.
While we were busy, Eugene, who was pacing around the room in his shorts, caught a Svetku, lifted her skirts her and fell in behind. Pale Artyom hastily snapped lock cabinet.
Sveta dutifully stood in a bent position. All it together with the head and hands covered skirts, brushed up. On view were the only priest and long slender legs. Eugene pulled off her tights, then snatched me off the table hefty tailor's scissors and began to cut a hole in the panties.
She asks about something dull begged out of rags. Eugene deliberately introduced the blade of the scissors too deep between her labia. Sveta was shaking like a leaf. He moved his little scissors from side to side, then with the words "yes n-well, do not see anything" quickly shredded panties in shreds. At the waist at Svetka was only gum with fringe.
She asks anxiously fingered feet, and Eugene started to drive a steel contraption between her inguinal folds. Sveta has loudly begged to stop. Evgeny also really liked the new fun. He carefully entered the scissors between her labia, turned and opened them there, pushing the crotch. There Svetka still throbbing, podst¸gnutoe horror. Eugene straightened fingers petals of her vagina and began to gently push back the scissors. We all froze as the paralyzed. Sveta, too, was silent, and only sobbed.
Eugene a little twisted pair of scissors, but then decided not to act. He threw them on the table and quickly drove to Svetkin inside its sprawling size up as giant cock. She vyaknula was, but then he let out a blissful moan and leaned back deeper nasazhivayas on its trunk. Eugene stood there, swaying from toe to heel, but she earned as a machine. However, he strongly bred literally tore halves Svetkin priests. At one point he tried to stick a finger in her anus, but it did not work. Sveta shrank desperately and something hysterically provyakala out of rags. Then he swiped it on the pope.
- I told you what to do, bitch ragged? - He asked menacingly.
- I did ... - cried she asks. - Do!
- Something unnoticed! - I muttered Eugene, continuing to hammer away at it with the same speed and pressure.
But then he abruptly pulled the cock and heavily doused her ass with swollen crimson trace of five fingers pearl zaperelivavsheysya sperm. He dipped his finger in it and tried to enter into the anus again. And nothing happened again.
- Tomorrow, - he said loudly Svetka - you'll be in anyone deprived of anal virginity. Whether you like it or not. I gave you time to develop. If you did not - your problems. Tomorrow! I'll blow your ass to pieces tomorrow! Understood? I ask - to understand ?!
- Y-yes, - whispered she asks, throwing off the head and the skirt falling to her knees.
She began to gently and quickly to lick his penis, to involve it in himself and stroking the scrotum. Eugene took a deep breath and glanced at me.
- Stand - he suggested me.
- Wait tired - I announced grimly.
- I can not get away, - explained Eugene. - Does not matter pripolz¸sh and will plead though golovochku suck!
- Dreaming is not bad, - I muttered and threw stitched pants Artyom.
The two fell in with Natasha, too, in the corner, and enthusiastically indulged in his favorite occupation. Natasha sucked his cock, making complex manipulations ass, lifting it and dropping, moving in all directions. Both her hands were launched in their own briefs.
- Faster! - I hurried them. - I'm not going to sit here with you until the evening!
Natasha suddenly rose and literally put on his mouth to Artem. I, too, deep throat! And he began to move in her throat. And, it seems, finished it there. More Natasha voluptuously for some time worked as his lips and tongue over his cock, then released slowly relax tool. Artyom pulled her to him and kissed her and whispered something in his ear. Natasha at that moment opened her legs, and he poke it inside her fingers. Natasha smiled blissfully and answered kisses.
I'm beginning to lose patience.
- What do you stand? - I fell on Svetka. - Quickly plug iron and - go ahead!
- Yes you would shut up, nedotraha! - She replied.
Sveta bit her lip and looked extremely anxious, but still went to the ironing board, picked up along the way a suit.
Natasha Artyom finally unstuck. Artem began to pull what I have done - and wide pants romantic blouse. It turned out well. I smoothed the folds, and announced to him that he might have to go to the mirror. Looking at him, gloomy Eugene too hastily began to dress.
At this time, much zatarabanili the door. Natasha opened. Mariana broke nervous.
- Why are you closed? - She asked suspiciously.
- Yes, we did not know that the door is closed, - Natasha smiled sweetly.
Mariana went in, saw Artem and threw up her hands.
- How do you like this outfit goes, Artem. You should live in the moment.
As she stared at already donned Evgena I gave Artyom a coat.
- Well, the boys all right - quite a voice said to me, Mariana. - What about you girls?
She looked skeptical Svetku and Natasha.
- I have not yet reached for them - I said.
- Polina - Mariana looked very embarrassed. - This account is currently needed. Here begin the lessons. Maybe you go home? Take away any materials which are needed.
- It will be necessary to try on, - I said.
- And let the girl go with you. Eugene and we let Artem. And you really try, dear.
I shrugged. Home way home.
Mariana quickly dashed us skipping school, and we went to get ready. On the way I remembered Serezhkin request.
- Come, - I muttered. - Dogon.
In the assembly hall was bustling. His decorated, pulling some wires to the lights. Earrings I found a computer. As always! He razulybalsya meet me.
- You have everything? - he asked.
I told. He frowned.
- The two - Seryozhka hesitated, swallowing unflattering epithets which would reward the boys - and Artem Eugene exactly go home?
I shook my head.
- Mariana drove their lessons!
- And while normally, - Sergey calmed down. - Invitation to the force?
- I will come, - he said.
When we are with the girls came up to me, frowning Sveta looked around the apartment, grimaced and suddenly asked:
- Paul, do you have vodka?
- Firs, I do not know! - I laughed in surprise. - Why do you want it?
- It is necessary, - sighed Sveta.
- Let me see - I said, and reached into the refrigerator.
Vodka was found between the bottles with ketchup and soy sauce.
- You may want to have? - I asked.
They wanted to. I threw in a microwave pan with vegetable ragout and stared at Svetka who bravely knocked a glass of vodka and now, choking, jammed her apple.
- What happened to you?
- Yeah, he got me already! - Blurted Svetka. - Wants to anal sex! But I can not! It hurts!
- And I tried to develop? - Natasha asked, too, bite the apple.
- Yes, I can not! - Sveta almost roared. - The pain is such that at least the walls of throws!
- Well, I give up, - I shrugged. - What is the problem?
- He would beat her again, - said Natasha.
- Gosha! - I blurted out. - Come on you're it!
Sveta looked at me and did not answer, suddenly patted himself on the pubis, half-closed his eyes and frantically bringing together knees.
- You know how he is a great lover - I translated her pantomime Natasha.
- Yes some idiot! - I could not stand it
Microwave rattled. I laid out the food on the plates, took bread, condiments, juice. The girls took up the spoon.
- And I, - Natasha said. - Like a blowjob. Well, I can not - such a buzz. Especially if he is sitting, and seen his face.
She sensually licked the spoon.
- What's good? - I was surprised.
- You do not understand, - waved at me Natasha. - This powerful sense of power over a man! I was one of the finish, and finish, and finish!
Sveta nodded. She became sleepy expression. She barely drove spoon on the plate.
I got up and cooked for her coffee. Sveta nodded gratefully.
When we finally went to work on the costumes, she already looked fresher. I pulled out of the pile of clothes soiled petticoat and threw Svetka.
She silently turned crap sperm Evgena silk bagatelle. While I sewed, they looked at the apartment.
- Who are your ancestors? - Belianska asked.
- And how well you know how to sew? - It is not far behind.
- My grandmother was a seamstress I - I said.
Sveta grinned and sang: "I was a seamstress and sewed dresses, is now serving in the theater and has become famous ...!"
Natasha looked at me. My grandmother lived with us and died three years ago. I loved her very much.
- You know - vindictively she said Sveta. - And let me help you develop your ass. Reluctance to me tomorrow after the holiday to hear your tantrums!
Sveta paled but bravely agreed. I mentally spat and hastened their steps. A needle in my hand literally flew.
- The condom is? - I questioned her meanwhile Natasha.
Belianska pulled from his bag and removed the makeup from her pack of condoms and something wrapped in a napkin.
- And what's that? - Immediately snatched Natasha object. - Ltd! - She screamed, deploying it.
It was a powerful vibrator sizes.
- Give a try, eh? - Natasha ached.
- Yes, take it, - muttered Sveta. - It's my Eugene lectured specially developed to anus. Can you imagine?
- Thing! - Admiringly issued Natasha undressed with great haste.
- You wanted to help me - reminded Sveta.
Natasha, remaining without a skirt and tights, underwear and raskoryachishsya removed by pushing a toy.
- Now - Natasha activated vibrator and immediately zaizvivalas. - A! ABOUT! Kaif-LL! Come on ... cancer. I'm ...
Sveta shaking hands start to pull off his clothes. I felt sorry for her.
- Go to the bathroom - I told her. - Look in the medicine cabinet. There is a plastic bag with a mug douches ... Well, sort of thing, like a heating pad on. There's a package there are tips ...
- What for? - Asked Sveta.
- This device for enemas, - I explained to her disgust.
She's gone. Natasha continued to bend and squirm, something else while singing.
- Why did not she find another guy? - Annoyance I asked her.
- You also told - she shrugged.
- Yes, he's just the first one - I tried to philosophize. - We also have other machines ..!
- Gray you give? - Grimly said returning Sveta.
I was numb, then stammered:
- Yes, I can! He ...
I meant that Seryozhka - a living person. How can you say that about a living person - you give?
- That's why, shut up, - muttered Sveta. - In addition, Eugene was not the first. This is what we have, dur, bred performance!
- Like this? - Natasha did not understand.
It ceased to twitch, pulled himself out of the thing and put it on a napkin.
- So it is! - Sveta continued indifferently. - In the beginning of the school year, our boys from the class once hunted about us. And this Gray remained silent as usual. And when the guys got it, I said that we have in the classroom there is only one girl, worthy of attention. You! - She looked at me. - Eugene and wound up. Event just was not. Thank you Mariana. Eugene himself wanted you enter in the books, and would have done it. Subject only at the last minute got cold feet and called Gray, allegedly to fix the computer ...
- That is, when we went to Artyom, it was already clear that we vyebut? - Said Natasha.
- What about it do not know - Sveta chuckled. - And what about you - it is clear as day!
- Come on, get up in a pose! - Bad revived Natasha.
- Fuck you! - Sveta said listlessly and turned to me. - Vaseline is?
- Also in the kit, - I said mechanically.
Natasha was beside herself.
- I'll make it right now! - She puffed. - Cleaned Korneyev! She poplyashet at me now, bitch like that!
- Creates his own place outside my house - I said.
- You feel good! - In a fit of temper she said.
- So you, too, - I interrupted. - You always wanted to get ... Artem
I do not agree that without this combination of circumstances, it would never have with him was not. But Natasha so understood. She narrowed her eyes at me.
- You'll kill me too! - she said.
Sveta has returned, only now she looked at me.
- What to do?
I reluctantly explained. She smeared the tip so that it almost does not drip and lay down on her side on the sofa.
- Knees to chest tighten, - I advised. - And relax. That's not exactly hurt.
Sveta began to introduce the tip, first cautiously and then with confidence, and even a few times to move it in the anus.
- Thank you, Paul, - she said. - I think I realized what was happening.
She got up, rummaged in the purse and pulled out a long patronchik with lip gloss.
This thing was thicker than a finger. Sveta got a tip and tried to introduce a new foreign object, as they say in the hospital with my parents. She pushed and pushed him, but the flesh is stubbornly resisted.
- Let me - Natasha said.
I did not see what she did, but she asks suddenly gasped wildly throat. The sound was like a toad.
- That's all - uttered Natasha and stepped aside. - And you're afraid.
- Painfully! - Sveta howled.
This fool Natasha somehow managed to put a vibrator in her anus. Sveta grabbed for it, but any movement caused her unbearable torment. She writhed and asked to do something.
- Enable? - Cynically I asked Natasha.
Sveta knew it, and fell silent, still writhing. She suddenly grouped, he took the initial position and pulled out a toy. Some time with hatred looked at Natasha, and then in two steps twisted it and did the same. While my hapless friend squirm in an attempt to get rid of the vibrator, Sveta came to me.
- Thank you, Doctor's daughter - she murmured. - Have you got any analgin?
- Also in the kit, - I shrugged.
Sveta went filed one tablet Natasha. She accepted.
- You had no right, - said Sveta.
- You, too, - Natasha muttered.
- But because you like it?
- I'm not talking about now, - said Natasha.
- I, too, - said Belianska.
They drank together analgin.
- Okay. Somehow, - uttered Sveta.
- You need anesthetic ointment - I said.
- What is it? - Asked Sveta.
I explained. They cheered.
- Come with us tomorrow - called Sveta. - You're really cool woman, Paul!
Her lips, it was the highest praise. I laughed in her face.
- Take your Grey - insisted Sveta.
I shook my head.
- You're the same! - Suddenly said softly Sveta. - The same arrogant as he is. It's just annoying!
I did not feel arrogant. I'm just very shy. So that's how it looks from the outside. As if I was an impossible arrogant woman.
- I do not want so, - I said Sveta. - I want to be alone together. To while flying stars, and a choir of angels singing.
Natasha gogotnula and Belianska realized.
- W-well, come on - she gave thoughtfully. - Maybe you even get there ... Soon you dosh¸sh?
I caught on. Because for some time engaged in their dress.
- To measure!
They dressed up and whirled in front of a mirror. It turned out great, especially Svetka. Figure she - upload. The present model.
- Pat yourself - I ordered. - And be careful. Everything is done on a live thread. When we return, everything will have to dissolve.
- It would have went, - said Sveta. - Tired of that eternally stare at me. In the evening - just greasy these views! Do you know ...
She began to tell what unusual sensations experienced when Eugene lifted the skirt on her head. It seems that she is hidden, concealed, and genitals outside. And metal sensation in the perineum worked on it exciting. When Eugene came into it already as a member, it was shaking with desire.
- Well? - She looked at Natasha. - Want to try?
Natasha readily lifted her skirt down, and Sveta took me a metal thimble and began to play with her clitoris. Then she thoroughly whipped her vibrator, having pushed into the anus of the enema tip. Later, after the game, pulling off her dress, sweet Natasha reached.
- I like this case, women! You should have lived in the dick!
Sveta chuckled. She spit again in the hands of the tip.
- I will take? - She asked me. - There was another.
- Yes, take away! - I said.
They told me already bored to death with his kondovoj physiology. I could not wait until they finally leave. I started to try on the dress.
- Oh, and do you good! - She said she asks suddenly. - You have to wear a mini. A little better in tight dresses.
I said what I have too, but I do not greasy views intermeddle.
- Smart - Sveta hissed. - Okay, Natusik, went home. And your mother is now begin to pick off school phone!
The street has been thoroughly dark. They quickly gathered and took away, and I opened the balcony door to erode the smell of their sexual experiences. Most likely, he was just in my head, but to get rid of unpleasant sensations could only everything thoroughly ventilated and wiping with a damp cloth. I even washed up herself.
I have doglazhivala his theatrical costume when trenknulo in the hallway. I came earrings.
Parents in the morning was brisk and cheerful than irritate me unspeakably. They rose before dawn, walking and talking loudly. Then the kitchen zabubnil TV in my room leaked the aroma of fresh coffee. To me my mother looked.