Today I did not just carefully wash myself and shaved, I took a bath with that gel that smells of vanilla so tenderly and sweetly, citrus and somewhat elusively spicy. I enjoyed my skin with a soft, fluffy towel, as if saying goodbye to such a delicate appeal, for some reason I knew that after today all this would be in the past.
Today or never. Never – no, I can’t even refuse thought. Never was already a week ago. A week after I heard, and then I saw her.
I just walked. He even hurried somewhere. I don’t remember this, but her voice, her voice, her intonation, which forced to stop and turn around. I don’t just remember this now, it constantly sounds in my head, like an obsession, as a desire, which has become the meaning of the last two weeks.
And today is another attempt. Do not try torture. Torture sit and wait, wait, an hour after an hour and … leave with nothing.
Softness, tenderness, affection, everything will be in the past. I know that I am going, voluntarily going to meet with a tough and capricious person and that she will not be ceremony and tender. And I want. Waited and longed for this. And at the same time, I want to like it today, I will like how only a sweet and innocent girl, who “not on purpose” and “innocently” seduces attention.
Something will happen today. I know. Today is the very day. I don’t know where I know. It’s just that it should happen.
What was she there, on the steps of the stairs! What powerful, strong, irresistible, no one was even close to her. A black long coat is unbuttoned, a strict costume, a dazzling white triangle blouse, high heels of the shoes, hands in gloves, as if the world is not even worthy of its touch. And a voice! Yes, the same one is even, calm. Distinct diction, without notes irritation. But how much strength is there in it, how much the category, she says, and everything else does not matter, only that she descended before the conversation.
Now makeup. What a bad word, fu. Pencil – arrows. Eyelashes and glue – mascara. Bring down the arrows. Now shadows. It is possible a little brighter, so what, what earlier morning. Yes, I am such a cracked and indecent girl … I look at my reflection in the mirror. I suddenly felt scared. What if, suddenly I will not interest her! Well, what is so special about me? Inexperience? Wish? Image? Clothing, makeup? Yes, she has such and any, only with a finger of beckoning.
I stopped, looked around. I saw her and … it cannot be that the face was so impassive when you pronounce such words. Something she must experience when she sucks the subordinate, and what it was he did not cause doubt. But no, a calm face, except a shadow, only a weak shadow of displeasure, when she clarified time (she doesn’t even wear hours, outside of time). I myself, a completely stranger, was bored and pulled my head into the shoulders from such a reprimand, and he ..
And then I looked at him. And I understood! Yes, he is happy! Just happy that she scolds him, that she scolds him so. And I caught myself that my reaction to her reprimand is not simple, there is something else in her. And only after looking at him, I realized – this is excitement. Yes, the very one you experience when you want a woman, just want and that’s it. No, not all, but I understood it later and I could no longer help but look for a meeting with her.
Pencil – lip outline. The tonic and the face became completely smooth and brightened, although I already have beautiful skin, but I like the touch of sponge and brushes with powder.
I have been preparing for this day for a long time, and he must, just have to live up to my expectations, my hopes, to realize my fantasies into reality. Must. I have to meet her, let her contact me, notice me.
And I also bought it on purpose for this day stockings, thongs and belt. I was lucky to find a kit: bust, thong and belt. So wonderful and delicate cobalt -colored silk and black lace. I think she will appreciate. Black thin stockings with an arrow. I have beautiful, slender legs. And yes, tight, elastic ass. I will offer all this to her. I will give her everything that she wants. Let him only take. Let be…
And what? Let him say that I don’t stand anything. Let it say! She will see how I want to belong to her. Here! This is then, on the stairs and I understood. And I’ll go. Today or never.
Black high -heeled shoes, black skirt, decent length, to the knee, not all at once, I am so flirting (well, let him notice, let him, let him!). And a white blouse. Only two buttons are unfastened, the revelation is still far away. But, she is smart, she will see the laundry under the blouse. “I’m not on purpose”- I will tell her if she asks. So I’m already playing with her. I play and imagine so for the second week. Today. Let it be today. She can’t help but want me. Let him want! Well, what is it to you, well, please. On top of the cloak. My hair, I have beautiful, thick, such an ashen shade, not long, but better today without a wig, yes, it is better. Today is better today.
What will happen today? I don’t even understand whether I am doing the right thing or not. I don’t think. I’m just going. To her.
I’m already used to thongs. It does not stop worrying. The thread is back, the member is still supported by silk, and the testicles are more likely separated by linen, crushed by them than covered. Well, they do not fit in thongs. At first it upset me, and then I began to deliberately choose a smaller size. So I feel them for every movement, and especially when I sit, and they pull on me. Yes, I’m on the verge all the time, I am excited, I want to be so, in a state of readiness, for her.
What lipstick to choose, mmmm, so I want to leave marks from the lips on her legs and shoes, on each finger. Her shoes on the heel. On a slender leg. Under the knee and …
Red, of course red, are there other shades. This, matte, slightly muffled.
OK it’s all over Now. It’s too early, but no longer the strength, stay at home. I’ll take coffee on the road, I will have time. All. I go out. All today.
****
A hole in a stocking! Well, why is it always felt like a disaster! Renovated the car, damn it. Some losses. Now I will change. A few minutes before the office. My office, but I feel like a schoolgirl with a lowered arrow on tights. Muck. Again the full office of the people. Well, what is this nonsense, secretary.
And here is a gift-compensation. She also has a hole in the stocking. And stockings with an arrow, like mine. Smiled. Aaaa, yes, this is, or rather, he. Well, you have to “thank” for solidarity, let him rejoice, I will accept him today, or her? Let’s see.
***
A hole in a stocking! Catastrophe! Well, how am I to her now! Ashamed. Think – a slut. But I tried so hard. No. I will not leave, not today. Let what will be. Steps. Her. She. Enters. How the heart is pounding. Here she cannot have the same as a hole on …Yes. Now I know for sure that today is the very day. And she also has. The same disaster is also the same! She will accept me. I know for sure that he will accept. Today.
***
Entered and did not even look in my direction. The coat would fall to the floor if the secretary had not picked up. I barely restrained myself so as not to jump up and take it, and she did it, so confident and familiar gesture. And the secretary opened the door in front of her … Interesting, but at least she herself does something? What an unpleasant assistant she has, thick, loose, and even this haircut on white painted hair.
Cosmetics, however, nothing, looks normal. And the impression is repulsive. Behaves like Cerberus, albeit kind, professionally kind. Yes, I just envy! Yes, I would like to pick up a coat, open the door and cook coffee for her, instead of this Kloshi. Maybe she is lesbian? Here, damn, and then nothing shines for me. No, it cannot be, but how is that guy on the steps! There was not just a reprimand, not just, I know, I feel.
***
-Lara!
– My coffee, Lara. And yet … Call the mechanics, let him examine the machine, she tore my stockings today. Bring coffee. Two pairs of stockings, mine, you know. Gloves and lubricants, yes, that very. And what are you so many people you have? All to me? Distributed to their departments. Leave the two and that doll that sits in the corner, yes, the one who became familiar. Today everything is in place? Fine. I am not happy with you, Lara. You are all right?
Then, I am not happy at all. You know what’s next.
Here is a cow, already begs. Eyes burn, breathing hard. Flows. Exactly, all is already wet. And disgusting and starts. OK let’s see.
*****
The secretary came out and “dispersed” the expecters, only two remained. I didn’t tell me anything, as if not me. And I was not going to leave. Interesting, because I did not drive away, but I did not invite. Here, the first went. Will I really enter this door today! Stop! And where is the story, I could not forget it! So, this is a cosmetic bag, keys … Here! Fuh! Just in another department was. Here is my pass. Here is my reason. Nonsense, of course, but this is not important. This is just to start.
*****
– Hello, Slavik. This is Lara. The hostess asked …Well, as I asked, hee-hee. Do you know how. So that you fix the machine. Yes, she says that after repair it is impossible to ride. She broke her stockings today, so you already try. …She will convey to her that you are swearing? … aaaa, well, you will have to. Agreed. I will not say. You will take the keys to me.
******
– Raise your skirt, Lara. You are in thong again? You want to ask for flogging, yes, Lara? Take off. Take the plag, no, not this. The one recently bought. I said – big! (Slap in the face, harsh, nubmash) no need to anger me, Lara, not today. (Still slap) and rope. No, you can’t lubricate. Lick the plag, turn, bend, insert into your hole. Hurt? Fine. To the end, yes, quite to the end. Pull out. Lick. Turn into your hole, rather, more sharply. Put your legs and sit down. Everything will work out. Happened.
Now get tied. Stronger. So so that it digs into your fatty sides and …Show me. Correct the rope between lips and clitoris. Let me pull it back, it’s good now. I prepared panties? Bring. Yes, put on a skirt, you scare all me, it was completely stunned, bitch. You are flowing in the morning. Lisal already to someone? Okay, bring cowards, today something is more interesting for me than your fat ass.
– These are suitable. Washed, with a hole, stretched, ugly. Put on. Raise.
Masturbate. Stronger. Urine fingers in your pussy. Already good. Stop, stop. Do not finish! Put on your exclusive underwear and that when I call you, the panties were wet through and through. At the table at yourself, eat a skirt and three clitoris. Right now, as soon as you sit down. Three through panties. Go.
****
-Lara, there are still visitors there? …Two? Invite you to invite. You flow? Try, bitch, I’ll check.
The secretary looks somehow strange. Something happened to her there, in the office. Maybe also received a reprimand. It seems not all, she behaves strangely. The face was flushed, the chin was lifted, his eyes are covered, his hands under the table, breathing, as if running a hundred meter, the chest rises at every breath. Yes, she masturbates! Right in the reception! Sitting at the table! Wow! And the hostess knows?! Or … for sure. She ordered this to her. It’s so strange to observe it. It is impossible to tear myself away and I can’t move. As bewitched.
And it doesn’t matter at all what she is. If only I wouldn’t stop. The hostess is calling. Yes, for sure, it was her order, the secretary stopped. Such regret, even despair on the face. Aaaa, yes, the hostess did not allow to finish. The secretary opened her eyes. What a glass look. Trying to recover. Looking for someone with his eyes. Me?! I come in? And I missed when the visitor left. That, it doesn’t matter. A couple of steps. And I have a member! What to do! Bag. I will take a hid. Poor girl …
The secretary will not open the door to me, she can’t. Inhale. Knocking.
****
– Log in.
– You can for you?- Here is horror, the skirt sticks out.
– Yes, otherwise the chair was already rubbed in the reception.
-Sorry,- sits at the table, she didn’t even raise her head from the papers.
– Visitors will think that you are a guard, sticking out there all the time. What do you?
-I wrote a story here, could you read it, -my vote is quiet and trembling. It’s good that it doesn’t look.
– Why do I need it?
– Read, please,- I’m already very close to her, very close. Trembling, legs give way. It’s good that it doesn’t look. I hold a stack of papers for her. Looks at them, I seem to be not.
– This is your handwriting or embossing on paper ?
– Handwriting – I speak with her. I say.
– Nightmare. I won’t even try,- finally looked at me. How calm she is. But he sees everything, and my embarrassment, and that I am hiding behind a bag.
– What is there?- She asks about the story? But looks at my skirt.
I collect the full chest of air and exhale:
– Well, please, for me it is important.
– What might interest me in the story? And it certainly does not matter to me what is important for you.
– I am writing an erotic trial in the genre- that I am ..
– The genre themselves came up with?- There is not even a shadow of a smile.
– This topic touches me very much, and I express it on paper- I just say that it comes to my head.
– You take up too much space, sit down,- regretted me.
– Thank you, I sit in a chair, on the right side of it, putting your foot on your foot.
– And you always sit down like that, or got used to the role when writing?- What is she about? He sees that I want to hide the excitement.
-How so sit down? I usually sit down- she finds fault, but I can no longer withstand this prolonged conversation about anything.
– Usually, she straightens in a chair,- I, as I allow me, and not as it is convenient- gets up, gets around the table and stops right in front of me.
– Sorry. How can I sit down?- I’m barely sitting, there is nothing to breathe.
– So in your story is erotic, and what is from a triler? I’m already starting to get bored,-she leans over, “you have 2 minutes for another 2 minutes,” and unceremoniously examines my face.
– The development of the plot. You understand in it, you understand…
– Stop bleating, say,- the voice is even, as was at the beginning, continues to inspect me.
– Time is running out,- she takes a bag from my hands and shows it to me to put both legs on the floor.
– One partner subordinates another- a member just does not tear the skirt.
-?-She looks at my legs, at a swollen takny, I am ready to fall through the ground.
– Well….One partner falls into submission to another- yes, take me already, shouts in me a desire … I will now pounce on it myself.
– What submission are we talking about? – She asks in a tone what interests about the weather.
– About the full,- I whisper.
– What, you sucked the plot from the finger?
– A woman-woman, feminizes a male partner and subordinates him- she takes me by the chin and turns her head to the right, to the left, and considers how the thing is about which the thing is about.
– Well, practically from the finger, in real life, there was no such thing, I say barely audibly and I can not look in her face.
– And you think that the story is worthy of attention?
– Yes…
– You described your…my? Fantasy.
– I don’t know if it happens in life,- I squeeze out.
-You know why I still haven’t kicked you up?- And she lets my face, stands in front of me, very close, but I dare not even touch her.
– Why? – With one lips, I ask silently.
– You were too stubbornly sought to meet and I like your embarrassment- she goes to her chair.
– And so it’s not about the story, yes?
-…Don’t know.
– Why do you think that you can try your imagination with me? And yes, you are not mistaken. We will do so.
– I don’t know, I’m very shy,-the frankness.
– Now I will show you what and how can happen, and not introduce myself.
– Yes,- so it began.
-And then you rewrite, print the story, no one will read these scribbles, believe me.
– Fine.
-“Fine”. You must be happy, and do not agree. Where is your contact begin there?
– Evening, a country house ..
– Trite.
– The man-the gardener and the lady-the host calls him … and orders him to do this and that’s house, -Dar.
– So, I explain.
– Yes, I’m listening.
– You already have a specific genre, -it’s more interesting to teach it, well, let me at least do it like that.
– Yes.
– It already has a lot of imagination and it is important that it fit into believable decorations, the details should be simple, recognizable.
-Yes.
– In the evening, the gardener has nothing to do not only in the house, even in the garden- she looks at me mockingly.
– Yes, I didn’t think.
– Then tell us the essence. That it starts you, here at least the energy will be.
Well, what will I tell her in essence? I came to her ..
-Unflap three buttons on a blouse- that’s the end of the discussion.
– There is this in the story? – and watches my shaking fingers.
– You always wear dark linen for bright things?
-No,- how many times I imagined this! And now I feel like a village.
– Why? Why today?
– I know that this is wrong, the laundry should not be visible, shine through,- I am justifying, trying to cope with the button. She comes up and opens the blouse on my chest.
– Who said?- I hear her breath, I breathe her perfume instead of air.
– I know.
– I like it, especially if the laundry is beautiful and you have beautiful- it plays, she plays with me.
– Thank you.
– I would like to look closer..,- She strokes my chest.
-Yes,- I can’t hear myself.
-Beautiful breasts, clean fresh skin…….. Show the rest of the linen.
-Yes,- everything she wants, everything she wants.
– Show- she is completely calm. How does it excite. I raise my skirt and lower my eyes. I blush.
– You feel good in a belt and stockings. It is hard to find the size?- Like we are girlfriends, I’m even starting to calm down. It seems that neither my member sticking out of thongs, nor the eggs pressed by them, does not make impressions at all. As if it are in the order of things.
– Turn around,- I started to calm down early.- I want to see what such beautiful thongs are wearing.
-Thank you.
– Bend. Lower.
– So?- the back is not bending and ashamed, ashamed.
– I said – below. Put your hands on the buttocks, spread them,- yes, I wanted her to take me, but I thought, I don’t know, more elegant, or something, or something.
– So?- An annoyance is mixed with excitement.
– Silne. Expand and hold them, yes, so good.
– Hold for a long time?- somehow everything is too good.
– Hold it, ”she orders.
-Yes, – I do not care.
– Hold it while I tie my hands behind you.
– Hands! Why?- So dumbfounded. It became sophisticated, but I can’t remove my hands. That’s it, now I’m her.
– I like to knit, it will be a long, thoroughly, a bundle to a knot- it really enjoys it. And … me, me too. I want her to be busy with me. As if she ties me straight to her. It hurts how it adds. It hurts and … good. Want more…
-Yeah.
– Shut up. Enough, you already wrote yours, now my editorship.
-Yes,- puts me with his knees on a chair, to the back face, spreads my legs. I’m breastfeed on the back of the chair. The ass is lifted up, it strongly presses on my lower back, bending my back. Unknown. Hands stuck instantly. Now also ties to a chair. What’s next!
-You had a whip in your story? – In her hands is already black, with long tails, leather.
– Yes,- I blush and feel it. I do not understand what is stronger – shame or desire. I don’t understand anything.
– What a blushing face, even under cosmetics, good makeup, by the way. Prepared, bitch,- and for every word there is a blow with a whip. Brows burn. I was afraid that it would be more painful. She changes the rhythm of impacts. Each time I am not ready for a new. Here they become less often and sharp. Hurt! Breathtaking from pain. I bit my lips and try not to moan. But I can’t, only pain. The blow is pain. The blow is pain. I’m trying to dodge. But it turns out that only waging my ass. It is amused by it. The blow is pain.
– Nooo ….
– Now the ass will be like a face, red and hot. YES! Yes, my girl. So, you feel how hot, how painful and how do you like it. You like it, yes?
– Yeees….
– If you were a real girl, you would have got it on a pussy, and so that there is, that is, a “girl”. On the ass … In the eggs … By hole …- Oh! At first I am glad that I am not in the ass, but here is such an acute, severe beating pain. I can’t. Enough! One desire to stop. Blow – but there is no pain. I was shortened, I don’t understand why I don’t feel. What did she do to me? But I feel this blow and even glad to this. The previous one was a trick, she hit the table. Strange, but I’m already limp and it doesn’t hurt me. I’m just burning all. All, not just the ass, eggs and hole.
– You can ask, but I know when to finish. Don’t moan so loudly. I will help you,- she comes in front, lifts her skirt, I can’t look away from her hips, I no longer remember that it hurts me. She looks straight into my eyes and takes off her panties! I see that they are wet. So it was excited by an execution. She spends his panties between her legs, collects her moisture. Then he reveals my mouth with his hands, strongly, the corners of the lips are stretched and sled. Stuffs his panties in my mouth. Then he puts the prickly rude rope on an open mouth and tightens it on the back of the head. Lips are stretched, the tongue is pressed with panties and rope. Her hair touch my face when she knit me. I would kiss her. I really want at least one kiss from her, well, at least one, so that I feel a little easier, I do everything as she wants, I deserve. Deserved?
– Now, now you can flog, and do not scare away those who are in line behind the door. Well, 25 shots will be enough, otherwise you need to have so much so that there is something to write about- that’s what I deserve. And it doesn’t hurt me as before the gag. Only in my head is noisy and now the impacts are methodical and the pain is constant. And suddenly it becomes quiet. I don’t hear her. I don’t see where she? My eyes are closing. I’m all hot and soft flesh. I am awakened by the touch of her hand to the forehead. She stands in front of me, there is no skirt on her.
She has a strapon. Light, almost the colors of her skin. Long and not very thick. She plays them. Shakes, runs his fingers on it, clenches in a fist. I already want to lick him, so she fingering him before my eyes. She bypasses me. No! I shake my head. I don’t want. No. She flopes up the ass with her hand, strongly with a delay. The back is bent from pain, and I become quiet.
Her fingers spread my ass. Something wet and cold slowly flows down the hole down to the testicles. She smears a lubricant for me. Another lubricant. Entered! This is a finger. Another. She stretches my hole. In all directions. It’s no scary. It doesn’t hurt. I listen to myself, to my feelings. Not as scary as I was afraid. Ashamed, yes. But it does not hurt.
– Relax- and light slap on both sides of the buttocks. And I can release the tension, relax a bit.
She plays with her fingers in my hole. I start like it, nice.
I can’t understand what she is doing there. Lubrication. Not touching me with fingers. Something thick and slippery presses, spreads a hole. I’m contracting. Switch again. Strapon. He entered me. It seems that she broke me. Bakes. She stopped. Does not move. I froze and do not breathe. She fucks me. Strapon. For the full length and with such force that I’m afraid to fall off the chair. Pain along with excitement. Yes, my mistress, yes. She does not see, but I feel blushed. I am ashamed that I am excited, that I really feel so good. It seems to me that a little more and I will end, but I only feel that she is pressed against me hips and shudder … She finished?!
– Well, that’s enough for today – this is a preface, you understand in literary terms, ”says and suffocates, I hear. She finished! She was good with me!
Removes a gag. It already has a skirt, everything is neat and decent. Only the chest rises, the eyes shine, and the blush on the face give out what was just.
Sloves from a chair, holds me when I get up on the floor.
– How do you get a bitch in reality? It depends on what the answer will be further.
– Yes, I understand- there really is, I don’t understand anything. What’s next? That she is going to do with me. I thought that all for today.
– AND? Answer?
– I am very blessed to you that they gave me such a lesson, I say quietly and dutifully, and in fact I feel like that.
– You are learning quickly, baby. Then finish? Sit down on the floor.
– As you say, – I am limp to her kneeling.
– The pens were numb? Personed?
-Yes.
– Then I will tie them at my feet, you like it when I drive with you. Stronger, like this. You feel them?
– Yes,- and a new wave of excitement captures me.
She raises her skirt, there are no panties on her.
-Studge tongue- I touch the face of her skin. She spreads her legs and sits on my face. Her wet lips and clitoris are pressed to my lips. I lick like a puppy milk, its moisture. She holds my hair and rubs my head on her pussy. At some point, she freezes and presses me tightly to her. A hot and strong stream flows into my mouth. I’m almost choked with surprise. I swallow frantically without closing my mouth. How much! I can’t swallow so much. I do not have time. It seems to be choked now. It stopped. She repels me. Waiting for me to catch.
Live, bitch. Wash me,- and again I lick, lick her pussy.
Some strange state I have. It seems that now, it is now that I have become her property. As if she stuck me with this rain. It becomes calm and good for me.
Car. Houses, passers -by, cars. Everything is like in Rapid. Such a clear and cleanly meaningless image in the car window. And such deafening silence, although some melody in the car plays. What an indifferent and cheerful world outside the window of the car. And why should it be business before me, it was indifferent to me when I went to this great, decisive today. I was even proud of my independence! A man in women’s clothes on the street, in public transport. How I generally reached her without adventure?! Probably, in order to more than compensate for this upon arrival. It happened today. It happened…
Something he is too pleased. I got carried away. Yes, I liked him. Already. No. This will not work. You need to stop it. Licking, directly sucked, just does not grunt with pleasure.
– Suck, bitch, I want to finish.
Here is a saving call:
-Yes. I’m listening.
– I can’t.
-Trying … I am not for you, although you could better try, yes, before the connection.
– Well, you see, you will start extraneous inclusions.
-Yes.
Maybe I just have to wake up and … and everything will be as before. Fantasies, pictures, photos, videos, stories. Maybe I just read all sorts of things? Nobody knows me, I will not tell anyone, tomorrow I will go to the office, I was on vacation, now I have returned, everything is as before. Ugh! Rave! There was nothing! This could not be, except on the website of special stories. It seemed. I have to find a girl, sleep, return to everyone, I, like everyone else, nothing special. Everything is fine with me, as with everyone. What is this car? Who is driving? Where they take me? Like familiar streets and, it looks like it’s home. How does he know where I live?! Was! It happened! Today! As I wanted … so wanted?
– Lara, come to me.
– Here, look at what our author came to the dedication. I already started him, go on, otherwise I will not end until tomorrow, but I still have to go to the meeting. You fuck him from behind, and you lick, by dinner, you look and finish.
– Licks while you fuck you. So, yet, yes, suck, stronger, even ..
I push his head, get up, put myself in order. Funny sight – one bitch at the other on strapon.
Knock on the door.
-Yes, drive.
– Slavik, you came behind the keys? How are you on time. You see or participate? Take off your pants and jerk off. Yes, on him, what for the first time, or something. I will hold his mouth.
-You quickly today that the “girl” liked? Yes, the girl has a surprise in the thongs. Excites you, yes Slavik?
-Lick sperm from your lips, bitch, you have such a business lunch today. Tasty?
-Yes,- the reddened bitch answers. All disheveled, with flowing mascara, diligently sticks out the tongue and collects the remnants of sperm around the mouth. The lips are inflamed from the rope, lost, pinching, but tries. The girl is trying, now let’s play.
Why is she so with me?! Bitch! Creature! I hate! Sadist! Cold frigid bitch! She does not yet know who she contacted! I will arrange her! And these are “employees – subordinates”! Can call the police, hand over all this Codlo! So, for sure, she also uses them! Well, I won’t believe that I am the only victim and no one knows anything! She is not afraid, yes?! She just doesn’t know who she was lucky to meet with! I will arrange her! The rest are simple, scum, six. She! She is to blame for everything! Rubbish! Gadin. An old unraveled bitch. She is to blame.
-Lara, pull out a strapon from her.
– I still want or have already eaten already? It’s clear. Lara call those “two from the casket”, two. Enough from her for today, otherwise we will overfeed.
-Boys, became on the sides of her and at a time, two, three jerk off. What a well -coordinated team, however, a bitch?
-Yes.
-You wanted to join our family?
-Yes.
-Here is a sprem arrived – boys, finish! Wider mouth, like this, I hold. What a cocktail! You are named after today, bitch.
-And now everyone has dressed and went out. Fast.
-Fuh! how to breathe- I open the window. And, yes, you still need to untie.
– Collected material for the story, yes?
-Yes.
-Get dressed. Correct your face, “POSSIMS NOW”.
I shakes me! The face is on! If only the driver would not turn! No need to look at me! Nobody see me! I’m also in cosmetics … I was. What do I look like now! I can’t touch myself! Dirty and ugly, alien. It’s good that it gets dark early. I’ll go home on the stairs, I won’t go to the elevator. It seems that even the walls of the entrance know that I am now and who. Everyone knows everything, they feel by smell, according to the spent look that I take. Do not see me! Don’t talk to me! Do not touch me! Not…..Not….Not….
-Yes, I’m listening. Who am I saying with?
– Tomorrow to eight, to work. Do not be late,- picked the phone.
Leave a Reply