The embedded reef cooler than the wind brought the captain Corveta « Sun/Caster Lan Ka », and without sleep, the spent night of the owner of the side only took the dangerous teeth of the underwater cliffs of the ocean Gorgippia from them. The ship’s compass was fully consent to the stern in the fodder in a torn mood by Yunga and showed truly a hell that. A peaceful atone of freedom and tenderness with its sunny-vague, and for various reasons, impregnable semi-buckets and lagons, was going on with the left side. Therefore, Kurt Di Gan gave the order to put the anchor in the ghostly bays itself – in the lagoon of St. Layerina. And the team raised a rebellion …
There were several rather significant reasons. Firstly, in the lagoon of St. Layerina, no one has ever molested the shore, remaining alive. However, having remained dead, no one also got to the shore of the beautiful madness of antiquity: the ships wear out in full permission far on the approaches to the treasured silver beaches, and no one could really say anything definite about the souls of the released sailors-who claimed that they were & that their « dissolved in the middle of the stars », who swore on the porch, that « saw any of them scattered around the light », who used it and even more sophisticated, as well as even more obscure allegories. Secondly, this time the team was entirely on the side of Yungi in her dispute with Captain Deiy Schröder and with Kurt Di Gan who condemned her for waff into a three-day ithing the bridge without the right to descent on the hold. And, in the end, everyone has long rushed to the houses, to their port public houses Damsterdam, which stars were promoted after some few days of the journey. Therefore, the Scottish Metis, the Coca on the Cambulus and the Passionate Volynik in Love, Ibrail Gvatemal instead of the golden ring of the morning cup of coffee handed Captain Dusie a black mark in an open palm, and the old Chuki-giant, the resin of the Cairo giant, the rubbish-adultery, obscured with everyone, overshadowLike a cloud, burning lightning in the eyes of Jung Ji from the possible wrath of Dee Gan.
Kurt Di Gan ordered to hang on the REE « the cello swells »For Yoongi Ji and fucked it, it was aeleless, but humiliatingly, in the ass of the team of all and the dolphins playing flocks on living ocean currents, not paying the slightest attention to the Chuki-Geek that was sadly vomiting at the stern. The captain washed away the shame, which was inflicted by the command of Corveta Kovannaya from the Ledregian faithful truth, became a wave: the three beautiful slaves were thrown to pacify the Baltic tramps, which all the mainly the marine team of the corvette was full of;and de -energized the Sailor’s army about these three thin -walled gold veins. To top it all off, the order was given not only to enter the Lagoon of St. Layerina, but « the first to enter!» as if someone else could decide to challenge such a crazy idea of the owner of the corvette « Sun/Caster Lan Ka » …
The bottles clanged timidly 0. 30, when the first screw flashed into the framework of the computer holder and turned only into a beam of harmless cavernity. The compass creaked unusually plaintively, having lost its third-end and after a few seconds, after two more rays, he collapsed into the helm of the main navigation. Fortune spared the ship, but the fasteners began to break one by one and simply disappear – it was very beautiful and scary …
When the first ray of the blue tropical sun touched the tops of the terracotta palm trees, the team watched the surviving boats watched as a whole string of piercing and proper rays rushed through an instant in the abyss of the Ledriyan, experienced fidelity. The silver of his beaches-sites was waiting for the usual guests of his freedom and tender island, kept carefully by legends and amulet-mifs the island of Liberacion de la Trudal …
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The hut of the only inhabitant and plenipotentiary of the island of Libretta Robi McGon was composed of translucent amethyst fern trunks captured by the former wizard of her bosom pirates. All these wilds, Jackie and Sue have long sunk into the hugs of the horizon, and the trunks of masters flowing with magic lights all the same sparingly let the rays of the sun through the souls of their old builders.
Kurt di Gan sat in the coolness of this gorgeous and at the same time cozy tropical bungalow, admired the surface of the sea incredibly affectionate here and held in his hands a small gracefully designed book in a shut -up binding.
A loner-priest and winner of a soft miracle-towel of a pro-Western sample Roby McGon sat almost directly opposite him, chastely squeezing her arms, lips and heels of her legs: Kurt Di Ghana’s visit was not planned and was not at all foreseen for the strictly custodian of island lightSynergy.
At the laboratory remote control, it sweded like in a ship bar, building grimaces of overhaul on the face, Jung Ji, invited to the visit of Di Gan as an object of influence of the next wave of his pedagogical practice.
« …Among other psychotropic synergies, this cheese occupies one of the moral and priority places », Kurt di Gan smoothly glanced from the surface of the sea to the lines of the book, and continued to read out loud. -« Aquinius Sanset Kostroma argued that creatures of the opposite sex could come to exalcial excitement from the only piquant smell of this product saturated with pheromones. To which the student and follower of his Frol-Sedmiy Sanraise objected to a certain reason: the opposite of the sexes indicated by the teacher did not seem to him mandatory …«.
– For what she loves you, my captain, this fool? -Yunga Ji threw back the black tar of strands from her forehead and fiercely invested a rounded neck of a laboratory flask-vascular in her mouth.
– For a love attitude towards children! – Kurt Di Gan gloomy gaze at the bluish liquid, rolled on the bottom of the flask above the lips of Yunga Ji. – Ji, don’t take something in your mouth, and try to use the speech somewhat more filigree: in the power of this semi -euphoric modesty, among other things, the choice is to turn the contents of this system into synical acid or into the lightest nectar!. .
-O-OOP …-Jung threw back her head, and the blue radiance completely subsided into the funnel of her bottomless neck-hand. – So let’s try! No, it seems not to nectar …(She listened) True, and not the acid at all …Ugh, damn it, some kind of soda!
Ji accidentally farted loudly and charmingly darkened with the edges of the thin lips from embarrassment …Robi Mc-Gon smiled at a soft calm smile unknown to which of them.
« fuck = dragonfly = in this case, it follows exclusively in the position upward-smallmers, without taking off it, only moving to the side, shorts, holding on to their pockets and firmly driving into the pussy …«, read Kurt Di Gan, gradually decreasing in some bewilderment in a voice. – Robi, stop, your bright honor! Do not make adjustments to the treatise! So, back to the subject of research. Yung, be prepared and kiss for now, our recluse in an ankle with an apologetic kiss …Continue. « Smegma is a prepared-lubricant secret, a product of the vital activity of the thyasoning glands or, as they call them, the glands of the forensic flesh petals. In addition to the main purpose, which consists in natural lubrication of the places of expected sexual contact, Smegma, due to saturation with its natural flavors – pheromones – acts as one of the primary signs of readiness to enter the sexual game. For all the individuality of each of the smells produced by various people, modern science is considered to be correctly compared to the smell of m-Magma with the smell of piquant cheeses and the correlation of the smell of the railway with the delicate smell of the ancient sea ».
-Captain, you brought me to this banano-amethyst house only to tell me about the existence of a thoroughly cottage cheese? -Yunga Ji was distracted from the enthusiastically sheltered by her landmarks on the throne of the mistress of the island and looked out for a moment from under the flowing floor of her air-white robe. -For this, believe me, it was not worth destroying our corvette: all this with illustrations could be told by a tramp of the man-bawls and the boatswain hara you dismissed by you! They always entered their habit that it got into my mouth without rubbing my eyes in the morning and without lining. Already, be dead that I am well known to me, both the type and smell, and their taste « piquant cheeses »! You think sincerely that I should also say with Frol Akvini to imagine how this cheese is different from one pussy from another?!
« Knowledge of the consistency and procedure for the preparation of milky oils of sex-giving was accompanied by the ancient Liin Tomer with a number of complex rituals and arts of comprehending perfection »,-Kurt di Gan did not seem to notice the lightning-fast tirade of Yoongi Ji, continuing to be taken into account inThe pages of the treatise chosen at random, « under the temples of love, there were the positions of the preparer and the preparatory, as well as the percerant and percerants. The finest tastes played on festivities and in love sacrifices, and their echoes lived all year round in the midst of a common people in the form, undoubtedly, less refined, but very respected and sexually fruitful …«. Raise a little higher Leal of this lady, the fucking junk of the haggard rings-corvet, and never dare to break off the high or not very ideas that are not presented to you, but only through me! Believe me, you, baby ji – your tightly salted sea curds of Menn and Hara are just the interstellar dust of our time in comparison with the luminaries flickering and to this day in the sky of eternal knowledge!. . Even higher …She is without panties?
– Without panties, my captain. But why don’t you talk to her? She is deaf? Why does she blink her eyes like Du …as a ghost …And nothing does nothing and does not say?
“She is in astureritorial, Ji, at the moment in about seventeen worlds at the same time,” Kurt Di Gan put down the book, stood up and went to the barely noticeably embarrassed smiling Robi McGon;His eyes met with her calm gaze and the mental warmth sparkling with the light crafty was reflected in them-perhaps at that moment she was extremely beautifully fucked by the multi-experienced flocks of astrings or tormented in the torment of love in her border-fingered pioneer galacticGate with a short name Kim-Tayka?…
– That is, it seems to you, my captain, that she is sleeping? -Ji got up with joy, lowered her shoulder with Robi her Leali and kissed a coffee-duned nipple on a ground-white chest. – So maybe we then her, and the captain? That …Let’s leave …
– Do not go, gi, on the slang of your wards and do not fuss, you know, I can’t stand it …And shame, in the end-I did not say a word about a dream, Robi does not sleep at all! She listens and leads a dialogue, without saying, however, words …But her silence is due only to sincere in our presence with embarrassment!. . She does not yet find possible lexical constructions for the correct and tactful assessment of our behavior with you …
– Is it true? Wow! -Ji recoiled from the nipple that she had shocked and chocolate to her and with incredulous enthusiasm in her eyes wandered around Dee Gan and Roby Mc-Gon. – To be honest, captain, then I would not even think that there are tactful possibilities for evaluating our behavior!. .
– Dist the knees, ji! – ordered Kurt Di Gan, touching the rusty buckle of his frozen belt from sea salt. – Wider! Wider! More! Now take everything off your ass and try to think about the charms of the world surrounding you – I will need your hole pretty wet …
– Captain, my gap was wet, as soon as I crossed the threshold of this lilac hut …- Yunga Ji casually pulled through shorts with panties. – And now I just have honey between my legs …Very hot, bee, tropical honey …Who sticks and sting between the thighs so that if you do not put me, I will give myself to the parrot, which hangs upside down at the entrance to the hut!
-His name is Lira Orfei …No, not cancer …On the contrary, rainbow, ji …Really got wet pussy!. . You yourself will get drunk? – Captain Kurt Di Gan stood with his hands behind his back, and strongly rested his slightly hunching sea skate against Jung Ji, overturning in front of him. – Robi is in Asana from seven days to a month …And the gaze of Orphi has gripped the blackness of sorrow on it for about the tenth day of the absence …Her cottage cheese seems to be reflected in the end, Ji …It should be heavenly tasty – the crystal transparency of the Robi in combination with long time works miracles on the petals of its pink lips …You’ll try, ji?. .
Yunga, during the monologue of his captain hardly worn on his lifted dick, sighed with relief, feeling hot-long coziness and comfort in the pussy: « UUFH!!! …«. After that, Yunga’s head Ji threw back a lot, and she immediately almost rested her face in a slightly opened naked pussy of the herbal, a hermap.
– hold on to the sash of the sink and drag them slowly to the sides! – Kurt Di Gan, taking the waist, lifted Jung Ji on the weight, and in the fingers of that one, the labia lips of the hut of the hut covered with a barely noticeable light fluff,. – You see cottage cheese?
– yes …-Jung Ji chopped in a fit of laconicity that had lost the word from the sight of a charming pink flower, which was blooming in front of it from a split shell;The petals of the delicate roses were twisted by the Milky Lives of Singing Smegma;Ji’s nostrils were predetermined and she pulled into herself with the maximum caution in herself the heady aroma of all female sincerity accumulated in the folds of the small lips.
The intoxicated Ji in Nega closed her eyes when Kurt Di Gan began to carefully push her with a dick in a pussy with a dick face to a half -willed gap …On one of the shocks, Jung poked his nose in the heat, and the amber reached its peak in its sense of smell, and the tongue slid along the tight pies …Robi Mc-Gon groaned somewhere there, in the embroidery, and Jung Gi struggled with all her might with all her might with a ring of pussy dick Kurt Ghana, praying about the suspension: a moment later her tongue, slowly, from light touch to a passionate fierce licked the broken folds of the violated, worried rose..
– She wucks, ji. Be careful, don’t choke! – Kurt Di Gan resumed his frictions, daring with alternating power a tongue with a Ji’s nose in the exhausting pussy of an embarrassed more lodge.
Yunga Ji just froze in response – in an incredible rush of feelings, she was already choked. It remained only to jerk a couple of times in the captain’s strong hands on his dick, and the barely restrained wave of orgasm was ready to collapse with all his strength on her fragile body. But I really wanted to drink, and she waited with half a minute piercing eternity, patiently waited …So far, as if a tap on the Gibrail Guatemala galley, something inside the measuredly panting Robi mac-Gon turned and a spicy stream of varnish … poured into the appropriate Jungi mouth of Yungi Ji;Somewhere in the distance completely from Ji, Kurt Di Gan discharged his ship’s musket with a warm explosion in her soft chubby and began to slowly remove the pussy that was slightly pulsating from passion from his cock …
– fucking acrobats, build! – on swaying broken legs, the intoxicated Jung Ji was released from an amethyst hut on a silver beach, which served as a shelter of a sailor’s gang under the supervision of slaves.
In response, the drunken Yung was heard by the friendly Gogot: so « beautiful »Ji usually looked only once a year – on the day of his nervous. Jung Ji looked at the madly ringing sailors with all bewilderment, remembered that she had forgotten in this « the temple of love »She wrapped her shorts, wrapped her lips piercingly smelling of sex, waved her hand with her hand on everything and got into the saving cool ocean …
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– And they fucked a lot then, and then, and always …-told everyone, falling apart on Uta, a fragment of all the legendary events Seden-Baltic Fatum Karyak.
The sea caressed to the sides of the Bayu-Shtil lighting lights of the first stars of the warm evening. Flight brig Kurt Dee – light -winged « Don Gun »-Removing from the ghostly atol of freedom and tenderness, the team of inflamed love for the abyss of Corvette was lying in a semi-pararus drift at a sustainable course to the dumsterdadam archipelagos. The lantern of the boatswain Hara with a mouse creak swayed over a non-war deck, and Karyak flooded the milky honey of his miracle-sockets all crawled out of the hot Kubrick by sea comrades directly into the ears.
The sun burned through the sun, the subsidiary of a tanned and always smiling with a barely noticeable quiet-skim smile of the man-loving, lying between a barrel of aspen burst and the junction of Junga Ji. Sometimes he scratched himself with a dick, sometimes slightly noticeably touched his rude five tarry disheveled strands on Ji’s forehead and carefully stroked her head. Hara smoked a thick ass to everyone, contemplating the blue horizon at all the darkest. Harry Bald lazily dropped the diamondrefish Gibrail Guatemala in the point.
– He said – you are interstellar dust, a sucker …-Jung said bitterly with bitterness, taking off the huge five of Balt from her forehead at her and kissing her on the saline-and-fingered wrist. – Hara, and you are there too, already turn around!. . Be a friend, my old faithful fart, announce on the command that I cancel all sea and any bathing for three days. And you can’t wash those nipples in the kubrick either – I have one thing …
– Good …As if by the sea, gray-pink smoke …I love local evenings …- It is incomprehensible whether the consent, or on his own mind, simply, said the boatswain shrouded in a dark cloud from his tube;But Jung Ji has already lost interest in him – she never had to repeat the twice said in the direction of the boatswain hara …
Equipping a brig with a soft phosphorus of his sails reflected the flame-light of the full moon and, swaying a little, went into the serene surface sleep …
(Possible continuation and development of a work on the site « Lastonka » – Http: Lastonka. people. ru)
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