I woke up from the periodic mobile phone signals. It sat down the battery, which was a nasty, squeaky sound made a speaker. Opening my eyes, I did not immediately understand where I was. Tulle curtains, some pictures on the nightstand, a huge wardrobe at the opposite wall. Having twisted my head a little more, I realized that I was lying on a folding chair, covered with a blanket. Along the other wall stood an uncleaning single bed, at the feet of which there were soft toys.
Some bunnies, cubs and more hell out who. I squeeze my eyes for a while, then I open my eyes again and look out the window, where the sky is covered with clouds and drizzles a small, nasty rain. Turning my head in the other direction, I look at the plush toys again. This time their bright color hits my eyes and this activates the hidden headache and nausea. I get up. I’m dressed on the torso. I have jeans and socks, but there is no T -shirt. I go out into the corridor and there I hear how an unfamiliar female voice grinds about something on the phone. I listen for a second.
Of course, that the main character of the monologue is your humble servant. Everything turned around two key phrases: “He got so drunk” and “I dragged him”. In general terms, the essence of the conversation became clear to me and I lost any further interest in him. What like, having dealt with the switches, I went first into the toilet, then into the shower. To tell you the truth, I was quite stirred up, so after the shower I had to visit the restroom once more to clean my stomach. A hostess appeared on the sound of a plum, a large girl of about 26-28, with pronounced Mongoloid features.
Here I have to make a slight retreat. The girls of Asian appearance have always been my weakness. I do not know exactly where this habit came from, but at the sight of slanting women, the attic is blown away from me, which is interesting, in 95 percent of cases I am reciprocated. The only reasonable version explaining such an addiction was that in the old apartment of my grandmother the older brother hung a poster calendar with the winner of the beauty contest “Miss Japan-86”. The poster was most likely bought from the farmer and was two years old as irrelevant. Nevertheless, this was the first beautiful half -naked woman to appear in front of me at the moment when male principles were just starting to laid, which predetermined my sexual preferences for the rest of my life. By the way, Julia, on which I was killed for so long, was half a Korean.
– Hello, ”she said, smiling,“ well, how are you?
– I saw you and got better, – old Chakki immediately took a combat rack, sticking out through a towel. Excerpts of yesterday evening began to pop up in my head. She joined our company when it was already getting dark and everyone was going to move to some club. Apparently she was someone’s familiar. Then failure, and then we kiss her in a taxi.
– Oh, well, okay ..
– To be honest, I would continue, – I rak her by the waist and begin to kiss her in the neck.
– WELL, well, enough. You behaved badly yesterday and did not deserve it ..
I don’t care what she says. She still sluggishly resists, removing my hands from the belt on the dressing gown and from the clasp on the black red lace bra. Something babysit about the smell of fumes. But it cannot stop me. With some difficulty, I pick her up in my arms, open the door with my foot and throw it on a non -hardened bed … She seems to be her name Luda, only means resistance. But in fact, it has already flowed. Saying “well, no need, dear, dear”, she responds to my kisses and substitutes her nipples sticking out of the swimsuit, rubs the crotch on my right thigh. When I grab her ass, she moaned with a pelvis forward, offering me to steal panties from her. I do this, and she wraps my waist with my feet. Seeing her tense and slightly bent foot, I am getting even more. Without removing her robe from her, I enter her abruptly and begin to methodically pump her.
She first squeezes me with her hips, then scatter her legs in different directions with a cry, resting against the wall with her right foot. Luda screams and begins to rhythmically wave me. Below she squeezes everything, she squeezes the vagina, and I only increase the pace and growl, at the same time I kiss it in a suction, then caress my neck, shoulders, lips. Her moans turn into a scream, from which I am getting stronger even more. I look aside and see in the mirror like my ass with a large amplitude works, exercises this baby. Her legs stretch out like needles, the feet are bent like a ballerina, eyes at rolling.
She growls, serves me to meet me and hugs her arms and legs with force. It seems she ends, because she does not go down for a long time. But I continue to tear her with even greater force. I unfold with cancer and turning on the “male”, grab the hair and pull on myself. It starts it no less. She bends her back and groans again and, opening her ass, begins to wave with renewed vigor. Several times I hit her with my palm in the ass, from which the skin blushes on it. She again screams into the voice of “Vova, dear, do not stop, stronger”. I stand on the knees between her hips and only increase the pace. With my free hand I take her face and start driving her. She eagerly catches my fingers and begins to suck them. I release her hair and spend my hand past the swaying rolls. Having done this several times, I hold the index finger on her anus.
She continues to wave as if nothing had happened. I introduce my finger into her ass on one phalanx, she first gets down from the pace and squeezes the muscle. But I spank her back on the ass and say “relax” with my other hand. Suddenly, I feel like I’ll finish. I turn it on my back, grab it with my right hand by the buttock and begin to hammer it at a crazy pace. She herself puts her ass on my finger and begins to eat on it. I almost jump on her. Luda’s legs look at the ceiling again and she begins to finish, then squeezing me out. I also start to finish, pierce it, feeling how the head of the penis rests on the uterus. I have not yet shot, and sperm and its discharge with small streams flow out of it. With a sigh, I wipe the sweat from my forehead and chest, clap it strongly on my thigh, roll on my side and fall out of bed. Luda doesn’t even laugh. She just trembles and breathes heavily. She is in ahu.
Crap. Still, at such moments, the head really doesn’t work. All at the level of instincts “I want. My. Give.”. On the other hand, I did what this girl brought here for me. Perhaps without the previous games and preludes that are entitled to European culture, but in full accordance with its short -term goals.
10 minutes later, she begins to recover, I send her for water. Looking behind her large, tightly knocked down figure, I start starting again. How do you describe it? Girl with a wide bone, fleshy, not fat, but fleshy. Long legs, 39 foot size. She is not so elegant as beautiful. They say about these – fresh meat. And she also just has crazy skin. Like silk or like velvet. Soft, springy and elastic. Well, the cool breast of the second size. But the main thing is passion. She needs to be fucked well and for this she herself lays up by 110%.
– Tell me what was yesterday? – Where to go, I have to own the situation.
– Better not ask.
– You think I will be ashamed? – I’m good.
– Yes, I don’t care, – she wants to emphasize her independence.
– Doesn’t matter? – With a obscene smile, I ask again and decide to put it in place with another act of “love”.
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