Morning paints the tender light of the wall of the ancient Kremlin … that is, the acropolis! How great it is to wake up on the first day of May in Athens! Finally ended one and a half-month nightmare of classes in the day and correspondence departments, and immense May holidays begin! We deserve it! One bad thing – May Day Greeks celebrate all the rules – neither museums nor supermarkets work, people are resting or rally. We felt this a year ago in Crete … Well, okay! At home, we read about the wonderful Rodonov Lake Woologinini next to Athens, and decided to go there at May Day. We learned from the porter that you need to go there with a tram No. 5 from the syntagma-the central square of Athens-to the final one and a little to get by bus or taxi.
Well, it’s time! Sunny, warm … So, linen is not necessary … I put on a light colorful blouse, mini -cheesecakes, what would such a thing … okay, today is a holiday, and we will either sit in the subway, then tram, then swim … You can also be new shoes on the tank with a tankstilettos. And a light sucking windbreaker on top. Beige … swimsuit and towel in the bag, sunglasses on the nose – I’m ready! Dear has long been ready, waiting, sir ..
On the street, despite the sun, it is fresh … Especially at the entrance to the subway, what they have here for a typhoon? And in the subway-a new joy: a bunch of ads in Greek and English: in connection with the rally, the Sintagma metro station is closed … Damn, we are in Athens or in Moscow thirty years ago? The rally Pervomaisky, it is necessary … And not a fig works … Okay, we go out without reaching a stop, near the beauty of the university’s buildings, the National Academy and the Library, we go to the syntagma. There, indeed, a huge crowd, flags … Mom, the “International” sang in Greek … Yeah … and the crowd is completely busy stopping … we stand … wait … there is no tram … maybe you have to go ahead? We wander … and in vain I put these studs, my legs get tired. Here we are already at the ruins of the Temple of Zeus Olympic, on the right is in the distance Acropolis hill ..
There are trolley buses here, but there is no tram … A string of bikers in the orange vests of the road workers is passing with a rumble … Ah, the transporters have a strike today! And some respectable pair of compatriots, who, it turns out, also rushed to the miracle-Ozero, report that there may not be a tram today: they have already interviewed Kopa. Well, we went to the lake … It remains only to walk! But not in these damned stilettos! Yes, and you have to warm up, something I easily dressed, the breeze here is quite tangible, then all women and girls here are in trousers and either in sneakers or even in boots … We decide that I will go to the hotel to cross and change, maybe-maybe-maybe-I will dock, and dear will begin an examination of the vicinity of the acropolis. Will see where what, will find us a harmonic. Then we will call, and he will meet me ..
And I’m going back. I am not in a hurry. Still, the day is wonderful. I still go through the still seething syntagma, I go out to the wide street, which leads to homony, there is a metro, from there I can get to the hotel … True, in our first, and in the current visit of Athens, the tour operators did not recommend appearing in the OMONIA area, there are somewhat severalcriminally … But the warnings were in the evening and nights, and now the beginning of the twelfth, and all the Athens now, it seems, is in the syntagma … I was decided, I’m going! And she did the right thing-the area is simply empty, only near some restaurant people will be bathed, but I don’t need to go there. Wouldn’t I go on foot? After all, I have already crawled half the road and did not even notice. And here, although it is cool, so wonderful … And it is not known with this strike of the transporters whether I will get it or not … Okay, it is decided, I’ll go on foot, it seems to me there, forward and right! I confidently turn into the alley and are systematically moving in the direction of the hotel. Lane is narrow, darkened by houses. Where are puddles on the sidewalk … Strange, there was no rain … Ah, it is from air conditioners.
– Kalimera!
I almost shuddered with surprise, I thought something … So the greeting of the native of the native of me and his rather tactful touch to my elbow is somewhat out of the rut
– Kalimera! (“Kalimera” – good morning, like “Yasas” – an ordinary greeting here).
Aboriginal is frankly staring at me and asking something. He is forty years old, low, stock, full, under the nose of gray -haired mustache, unshaven, dressed in a jacket, a gray suit, chewed shirt without a tie. The hat is on the head. A quite decent gentleman, who was not quite lucky in life … And my knowledge in Hellenic only at the level of “Hello”, “Yes”, “No” and “Thank you”…
– I DONT Understand! Dont Speak Greece!
Realizing my linguistic inferiority, the Greek is instantly refracting:
– Poland? UKRANIAN? Hungary?
– Russian!
– Ooooo? Russian! Natasha! How Much?
So that’s where the dog rummaged! He is going to take me off … Well, yes, all decent ladies here are in jeans, jackets, boots, you understand and sneakers, and I am minishorts, hairpins … and again the blonde was repainted … and the area is appropriate ..
In the meantime, all this logical stream rushes through my processor, the lips are already instinctively put on the air:
– Fifty!
Damned instincts … After all, how much she promised herself that I will tie up with this, so not ..
And the Greek thinks, then once again looks at me appraisingly, thinks something to himself and resolutely nods towards the nearest door with dusty glass. I go through a small lobby with a counter, behind which in a semi -Avabiosis there is either a baldly shaved, or just a bald recent of the same uncertain age. With our appearance, he, slowly, raises his eyes, also looks at me appraisingly, my companion. That something croaks the porter, he in response. Next, the porter receives a crumpled bill, and we are the key. We climb the narrow dark staircase to the first floor, and my gentleman somehow unobtrusively tries my ass for elasticity. He seems to be satisfied, because in front of the door in the dark corridor he sticks his hand in his pocket, and gives me two rumpled twenties and ten. It’s nice when you are appreciated. And so fast and frankly. Eh, it was necessary to break more … quietly, only from somewhere in one of the closed doors a characteristic creak and passionate moaning are heard. Someone is already good !
The number, as expected, is small. Little-up bed, bedside table, chair, a bathroom is scorched in the corner-a shower with an oilcloth curtain and a toilet. It seems that it can be used as a bidet – the soul hose is just enough. The only windows are covered by blinds through which at least some light breaks through. And to pain, a familiar indescribable smell of a brothel ..
I take off my jacket, kissing my bastard on the cheek, pressing against him, yeah, some revival is fixed in the area of the width … Now I will move you still. I closely slightly look into the eyes of my substantive and slowly unfasten the zipper of shorts … I let go … I step over and throw them with my left foot to a chair … yeah, I hit! Now Hellenes opens with my, as they say, a hospitable bosom. Which I only shaved a couple of hours ago. Well, what about – you can! And he with an oil luster in his eyes reaches for my pussy, touch. Touch, touch, and I, languidly leaning my head, squinting my eyes, begin to thoughtfully unfasten the blouse. From the bottom up, like this … And a neat tummy opens the admiring gaze of the client, and then a couple of neat strong boobs, with which their happy owner is so proud of … Yes, touch, touch, not silicone … touches … What touches … What is touched … that? Like? I see that I am satisfied. And there is nothing to stare at your own finger, which has just stroked my pussy, but it is wet. Yes, I leak … Now these damned studs, because of which everything happened – Down with!
Oh, he wants to wash me in his soul … for sure! I help to expose, simultaneously clinging to the most attractive parts of my body, ooooo!!!! This is the organ! And in what pieces! Oh, only the shower is not the holooooo!!!!! Ufff … it will go! Teplyshko! How he paws me … Turned out … and how it excites! Well, I will help you now, cat! At first, different parts of my BOOK, and then, already turning off the shower, with sponge and handles, I begin to bring its unit to the final condition. At this time, he carefully smaches me and himself local (wow, also decent!) a towel. Ready! And the unit is very nothing … Sorry, freshly, because he was washed. But clean! And without visible sores!
Well, go, let’s go, dear, let’s go! Gently and unobtrusively, I drag the male overwhelmed by his natural tugboat, clasping him with his lips, slightly denoting a sniff and backing on all fours, to our sexy … yeah, here we arrived … Login, dear, I will do everything as it should! For some moments, my boobs still caress his courageous gray-haired breasts, and the pen has already caught the rising Torchun, the second envelops him with rubber band (whatever sex is-it should be protected). And so I, frankly trembling with a desire, vibrating pussy, sit on him. So, just do not rush! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHXXXXXX!!!! How long I have been waiting for this mig! Slowly immerse my cave on a powerful stake of someone else’s unfamiliar man who pays me for this … Mmmmmmm … Once again … yet … Just do not rush where to rush! We still have a lot of time! More! Oh, what is it? Yes, it’s me a bunny of a high note from the approaching female happiness. And my subject is so finally grunted! My tender – he caresses my tense sticking nipples, hips, then, obviously not wanting to restrain himself, begins more and more often, stubbornly and abruptly put me on his eggplant … And the process is getting easier – after all, I am on thirty -three jets, not counting the smallSpray, there is still a lubricant on the Person, and it is already plentifully supplemented by my-natural, the vagina easily slides up and down-up-all … And the bed creaks … Probably, now we are heard in the corridor ..
What, cat? If you want it differently? Let’s! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm … What I really wanted, but I didn’t even dream … I lie with my back on the bed, my legs are widely divorced, the ankles in the sweaty paws of the descendant of the periles and the solone, and the divergent piston rolled my hole to the uterus … I fly away!!!!
What is this? Lynx? Bear? Oh, we are growling and ending … yeah … It’s good like … sweat floods me all, as if it didn’t wash me twenty minutes ago, my heart will now jump out of my chest … My girl, like an outlandish pulsar, literally chews a shuddering male dignity, the pre-the preserv on which it obviously swells and is about to withstand… good like! Oh, where are you? Ran away … oh no, here he is! A wilting source of my pleasure appears right in front of my face, an elastic band is pulled off from it, and I, in anticipation of the dessert, is hospitably opening my mouth … And the dessert flows with viscous yellowish-white jets, and from the pristine source, which I begin to literally milk grateful pens … MaleThe seed fills my mouth, the throat on the very tonsils, drips on the lips, cheeks, forehead, eyes, already sticking together from sweat, ours, chest … I can imagine how I look now … the beauty of Russian science, a faithful wife and a virtuous mother – a street prostitute for an hour..
Judging by the satisfied grunts, and the carnivorous physiognomy of my new friend (which I can hardly distinguish with sticky eyes) I really look like one hundred percent! Oh, what is it? He does not hold back and tries to take a picture of me in all its glory on a mobile phone … But we don’t need this. I do not want to be a Yu-Tyube star with a million views for May … Let’s go, cat, I will help you put you in order. And you will see how I am washing. You, Opeksums, like this! I liked it for sure … how his eyes shone when a tight warm stream beat me between the thighs in a reddened hole … And what kind of pleasantness this stream added … Oh, finished again ..
Freshened Hellenes with devastated testicles dresses, admiring how I bring a marathite (to make it interesting, I put on a blouse and shorts after washing, washing, makeup, and shoes).
– Yasyas! (Hello!)
– Yasas, dear!
With a sigh, I put on the studs again (oh, rested) and go to the wild. He locks the number, shakes my ass and boobs again for sweets, I smack it on the cheek and, happy with each other, we are in the hand, like the newlyweds we go down to the rack. The Greek throws the key to the rack and, already letting go of my hand (well, do not go out of a decent man from dubious numbers, hand in his hand with a girl?), decreasing. I’m tactfully linger.
And then I notice a very interested look of the porter. Wooden eyes, why are you looking at me like that? Maybe you want the poor girl to share labor income received in the social sphere with you? No, an eloquent look and even more eloquent facial expressions explain that I have not a potential pimp in front of me, but an ardent young man. Who wants to just get to know each other. More precisely, to introduce my oral zone to some features of its genitals. In general, wants me to suck him. At work.
Not visible! There is still time, but I got out. I haven’t been a whore for a long time! I go to the room, adjacent to the counter and, already representing the sperm -recording of the genitals of the stuck male, I decide to protect my clothes from unnecessary traces, and calmly part with her in this change house under the approving look of the porter. He had already removed his treasure from the bowels of the jeans and somehow reluctantly melancholy jerks him. Well, what was it to call me if the hands are intact? I am kneeling in my very natural appearance, that is, in only shoes and take the process in my hands. And lips. I work from the heart. Here he is a real male unit: powerful, smelly, hairy ..
Oh, how he is vigorously hesitates from him with a dense male aroma! Wow! And I still haven’t had the taste of my first -born in my mouth … I didn’t score it to the end of the “colgate” … I work with my heart with lips, tongue, help my hands, the porter shakes, holding me by the back of my head and setting my pace and setting me a pace. His second naps scattered absentmindedly according to my roundness, bulges and other delights.
– Evkharisto! (Thank you)
Hey, it’s too early, I just started! I raise my eyes – oh, it’s not for me. The porter takes the key at some guest that stares at me with round oily eyes. Nearby grins and winks at me a pretty dark-skinned shock in a lace blue blouse, was she groaning there?
Okay, they decrease, I continue to tickle the head and bridle with the tip of the tongue, polish the barrel with lips and palm, sitting deeper on this delicious brackish banner. The porter is deeply and gratefully sniffing. Sometimes sighs become sharp and deep, in the bowels of his pump something that promises me new calories and confirms what I did correctly, undressing in front of the blowjob.
– Kalimera!
– Yasas!
Again, a new visitor stares at me, changing the credit card to the key. Nearby, the old brown -haired woman in a blue blouse is modestly smiling at me. Wow, smart! Meets the holiday of labor by shock work! As I…
The couple is deleted in the number, and we finally have a climax … My fingers and left paw of the receptionist bring me to the seizure of quiet female happiness, and streaming streams flow down my thighs, and the galaxy explodes in my chest and head. At the same time, the volcano of my breadwinner is discharged in my bowels, and in a half -conscious state, I frantically try to swallow everything that rushes into me ..! More! Still, tastefully! Now we still lick the head. And the barrel! Like this! Completely! With my smacking, I finish this pleasant procedure, lick my lime, devotely look into my breadwinner … And I already meet with two pairs of eyes. One is languid, butter-a porter … He clearly liked it … The second is some new character who seemed to just go on business and found my benefit.
– Kalimera! – This is the new arrived addresses the porter and looks at me inquiringly. Like, you can?
– Kalimera! – This is a receptionist. And he also looks at me inquiringly.
And I’m cho? I’m nothing! I am always! That and expressing with all its appearance.
The fresh gentleman tells me something inquiringly, I don’t understand ..
The porter interferes, lifting my muzzle by the chin, he briefly explains:
– Natasha!
– AAAAAA … Natasha! Skolko?
Well, we must already hold the bar ..
– Fifty!
Like my first boyfriend today, the second applicant at my holes looks thoughtfully. Appraising. But the receptionist comes to the rescue and nods violently, they say, take it, stands!
It’s hard, not childishly, sighing, my new friend holds out several crunching pieces of paper of the porter. As I understand it, he decides to give him for me. The porter honestly gives me my labor fifty dollars and pushes me. Time has gone.
Well, if so, let’s not spend it in vain. I go out as it is – in only shoes, grabbing clothes and a purse and heading for my next benefactor. He was staring at me staring at me. Well, what are you watching? Yes, it’s all for you for your euro. Do not stare your eyes, burst. And they do not die from happiness ..
He leaves the stupor, timidly touches my cheek. Smack it on the cheek? No, I’ll wait, the mouth is still full of the seed of our charming porter. The client resolutely puts his palm on my ass, and we rush up to our happiness. On the way, the hand travels already on the back and the thigh, the second one is connected to it …. Well, right, a small child, you have to touch everything … ah! Shalun! However, everything has already been paid, so paw, my master, as you like … In the lobby, the twilight and long-standing creak and groans are still … aaaa, a colleague of the dark-skinned man is working! Bravo! Good luck to her!
And we have the same number. Wow, and who has done it here? What is the establishment. Well, glorious. I do not have time to throw the belongings on the nightstand, and this modest is passionately adheres to me and begins to examine me all differently … Modestly waving eyelashes, babbling something like “dear, you are so passionate!”
Oooh … he wants to kiss me … on the lips! Oss! And I saw that I just ate ice cream … or … well, yes, I want me to share … Ladushka, on, cat, there is still a little sperm for you! I hope you will compensate me for it … Oh, hut! Again a finger in my bud loaded … And now licks … gourme! And I would also dive, except for your tongue and fingers, which in my saliva and the discharge of our glorious porter … Slowly I free it from a jacket, shirts, wow! What thickets are on our chest! The taiga is resting!
And now – a width, well, ko, trousers down, do not fall, better sit on the crib, I will do everything myself … like this … He sits, and I free him from trousers, panties, and at the same time also shoes. Here is Apollo! In some socks! And I’m in the same stilettos. Apollo, by the way, is strikingly different from its predecessors. Relatively young-30-35 years old, strong, tall, muscles are very nothing. The poor girl was lucky … However, he, it seems, is also quite satisfied with my exterior, who devours with his eyes and with his paws, with his paws with their dormers of my delights are furious … Well, I have to, Mon Sher Ami, try you to taste … In the souls, I understand it, as I understand it, as I understand it., you don’t want … and you are fragrant, almost like a receptionist … So, let’s start?
My affectionate pen gently shifts the foreskin from the head yet, so far, what a large and strong segment, the tongue tickles the head, the bridle, then small kisses cover the trunk and testicles … Apollo farm begins to grow in front. This is very good! We will lick the testicles, like that, now the tip of the tongue will go along the dark strip along the barrel back to the bridle … And again the path is longer … yeah, here is the head, kiss it in the mouth, and now wrap it with wet lips and – forward! I measured my head on my new lollipop, as I have been sitting more than once today, my hand automatically caresses testicles, a barrel that becomes more and more). The head pokes in my throat. With a smack I lick, I rush, gnaw it … My man favorably accepts oral caresses and wrinkles my boobs … And I will rub the clitoris with my free hand … I mumble, he will groan … I idyll! Harmony! And what’s next? Croups? Exactly, only I will be a horse ..
The client puts me in a knee-elbow position and runs a palm on the crotch … He is pleasantly surprised-everything is wet there! Sui – I don’t want! Only one moment, like this, with rubber band, corrugated, and I am calm, and you! And now he sticks, clasping me with the powerful hands of the athlete by the hips. I no longer hesitate, as with the first client today, but abruptly sit on his shake. Like this! Once again, again … ahhh!!! He slapped me loudly on the ass! Squeak with delight, he giggles joyfully. More! More! Well, the concert is going on now with us! Everything was subsided by the neighbors … or completed already? And okay, God with them, hell with us, I continue to wave the guy who works with all my might … Bravo, maestro! But he periodically slips out of wet and already developed pussy … Or maybe ..
I look back at his master, who already in order to scare my bowels, he also looks at me with meaning … I do not want? Yes, of course I wish! As I wish, come on! And I dutifully nod, and the banana of this master of drilling slips out of my pussy and, lubricated by my discharge, rushes into my back gate. True, it has not yet been developed today, well, nothing, I like it more … Here he is first with a stranger, slowly enters my chocolate factory. I help him, spreading the hands of the buttocks and sitting on his croaking. Come on, come on, you can even deeper, a cat, dear, still, like that, the eggs are loudly slapping me along the crotch. Now, we are not in a hurry, there is time, come on … Now again ahead, I will help, again, back, well, it’s easier to go … We are slowly accelerating the pace, juicy slapping is pouring on my buttocks, screeching with delight, the Greek growls …Class! This was not enough for me for the past one and a half months, when I, in fact, did not get out of the department … how he powerfully buys me, how loudly his eggs are on my ass, how he paws in turn my sides, boobs, thighs, as he spitsin the back … Thank you, darling!!!!! Well, more, still, eveneeoooooooooooooooooouuuuuuu!!!!
Mmmmmm …. I finish …. I still finish … How he was blowing me … Oh, what is it, ahh, it is he ending on my ass, and then he gets into his mouth … I looked around … wow … licks your seed from my holes … Oh! Tickling! And now he passes it from my mouth to my mouth … And I … We sit naked, sweaty, our hands caress each other, and whitish bubble trickles flow out in the mouth … Ahhh ..
What else, what do you want, dear? Ah this? And why do you, men like it? Okay, I’ll try ..
I get out of the toilet and try to let the trickle … it turns out … the Greek is shaking … Then, oh, just not that … I stand on the knees naked, sweaty, and he pours out a golden rain in my mouth … I hate … but … any whim for the money of the master … all? God bless!
I put myself in order, and this time I wash and brush my teeth is not more likely … not a desire to fragrant like an old homeless … Now let’s bring a combat color … The client is coming: I need to go to the key, and I linge … be patient, cat, now we’ll go, you let’s go, you will gohe himself wished to urinate at me, now wait! Ready…
We go down … A chubby chubby sharp-legged young blonde with an impressive bust in a white topic and the same mini-shirts and shoes are rises towards a chubby. She is reverently supported under the elbow and parallel to her breasts of a tidy booth, reminiscent of a porter and my very first ..
– Yasas!
And at the reception, in addition to my good acquaintance, the receptionist is still sitting a couple of gentlemen. Talking with a porter about their own, about Maiden … But at the sight of us, we are reviving: the porter nods in my direction, and the key given to my ex-trakal does not hide. He shows me to this couple and offers:
– Natasha! Two Men, Two Hours, One Hundred Europe!
Good offer. I smile broadly and nod, let’s go, cats, I still have time … The cats get the key and again everyone, including me, pay for the porter. He proudly gives me my prize. Well, we are moving. It seems to appear on the priest … Two five are squeezing her at once … And here is my charming colleague in a blue blouse! Descends behind his papa! Yasas, girlfriend! And more customers of generous and sane! Well, here we are in the room. This is another, more. And there is more bed here. Round. The rest is all the same. Well, except that the used premium, lonely peering out from under the nightstands is something new. In the previous issue, they cleaned it cleaner ..
These guys decided to introduce themselves: I was invited to Intima Manos and Demetrios. Older mano, head of the outline, beard, antennae, light shirt, jeans, rough boots, demetrios younger, all in black and black shoes. I tell them my working name – Lotta, but they stubbornly call me Natasha. And they want to inspect their acquisition, which, as I understand it, they were condemned by the porter. Ah, no, this is a gift to me from the first client, as I explained to me in English manano. That’s what it means – work from the heart. Best advertising!
I go to the boys, then unbutton my blouse and demonstrate my boobs, then I get rid of shorts, blouses. Damn, the shoes are not ordered … Estetes, damn it … The porno looked around … At the request of the venerable audience, I first sit on the bed, invitingly pushing my legs, showing my pink pussy … So … and we will spread the lips ..
Then I become, so to speak, by the Omar and widely pushing the rolls, I present my rear calic. The fact that it is hospitably open causes, it seems, a quiet tenderness of venerable customers. So the holiday of the butt will continue! Hooray! Well, and what we wish right now? Well, ko, members – free rein! I extract their bananas, quite decent, already quite elastic and strong. Very good! The previous one was older ..
Their ends with the ends of their tummy and back, below, below … uh, wait … I get on my knees and begin to play with these pistons with my tongue. Sponges join the tongue, and my crazy (that is, of course, very skillful) pens begin to return progressive movements on both trunks. Satisfied mooing and rumbling suggest that I am moving in the right direction. These piglets did not wash again, so their Torchuns are very interesting to taste. Such, right, piquant.. Well, what will Mr. Demetrios say if Lotta-Natash will suck his sausage on the very eggs? There are no words, only positive emotions … And what will Mr. Mananos say if my rough warm tongue will gently pass through his sausel from below the testicles to the bridle? And if you caress the head of the eggplant Demetrios with your lips? And to tickle with the tongue a bridle of the piston of the manus and already swallow it to the most nick? Ah, you like it too? I’m happy!
We change the disposition … We are sitting on the bed, I, again with a hare borderly, are already seriously doing a blowjob to Demetrios, and manano, ah, shalun! My bud is occupied. Oh, what does he do! the villain! Oh! I can choke on a member like that … Or bite off … Ahhh … yes, yeah, yeah, daaaaaaaaa!!!!! Cute, dear, dear mananos, exactly like that!!!! He rumbles … He likes my juices too … Yes, I am like that, I’m sweet! Oh, what are we doing there with pens? Is this what I think about? Yes that’s it! Manos, having put a condom from a pile prudently sprinkled with me on a bedside table, shakes my pussy … And it is more than ready for this! Come on, cat, pierces me! I understand that you are not the first to do it today, but there everything is ready for your visit, come on, pierce me to the tonsils! Be in the throat with Demetrios! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhinisisisverxisverone. It’s a little not convenient, I lay on my side, the right leg is lifted and rests on the knee of Manus, and sometimes it freezes just like that. Periodically I do something like a twine … But how glorious when two pistons invade you. Yes, so hardworking, active … How they are planted … I wonder what will happen before: I will suffocate from a blowjob or they are divided by the uterus! Both that and the other is nice … I spread my girl’s lips with my fingers so that it is convenient and massaging the clitoris … mmmmm …. What? Okay, dear, it’s high time!
I stand on my knees and continue to suck at Manos, freeing it from the elastic band. Demetrios, a smart girl, sits in my already developed point … Eh, screaming with happiness, but my mouth is busy with a member … I mumble … all the same good … So, deep, often, strongly, come on, honey, string me to my twisted … And I will strive on the second ..
We change the situation again … Manazo sits on the edge of the bed, and I sit down on the ass already on his porchun. AAAAAAAHXXXX!!!! And by the cheek, respectively, the carrot of Demetrios is returning … ah pig! He had me without an elastic band in the ass! Scoundrel! But as he had! I recommend!
I work with all my might with my feet, the press, the hands, on which I rely – the manano set a high pace, I will try to justify the high (oh, no deep) trust … And my head, like the Chinese blanch, twitches, pulling on the body of Demetrios … now,Honey, I will lick you to shine … now … oooooooo!!! Another orgasm writes me … anal … wonderful!
Hurray, I can yell, screech, squeak and have all the grounds for that! The Demetrios piston leaves my loan and rushes into the pussy … a sweet moment, when two members simultaneously pierce me from the bottom up to the lightest, in contact with each other through a thin partition. I feel that the guys like themselves, they try to move more and more synchronously, and I help them than I can … They also wheeze, sweaty, reddened … And at the same time they do not forget to caress my fussy, for all the consonant body … mmmmmmmm … Here it is, an amazing state when you feel like one huge vagina … I adore it … I click my eyes, I don’t understand anything, I just wave and wave this marvelous bicomplete that fills my holes … and? What? And, they just changed places … And a marvelous jump or a parallel drilling session continues … I begin to make orgasms one after another, anal, vaginal, clitoral, all sorts … And then I explode …
What is … I am naked, I am on my knees with an idiotic smile, and my benefactors with a growl empty their trunk from the beating elastic streams, and then with the viscous drops of sperm … She pours into my throat, on the face, chest, stomach, lower … She was carrying the end of the end… I swallow, lick, clean up my fingers and lick them … And they look, bother and continue to finish … Some record milking … two Bugaev … but here are the last drops … I carefully lick these amazing leges that gave me so much pleasure, licks the seed from the seed.lips, cheeks, where I can reach, from my chest … They look at me, naked, finished, in those same stilettos as two cats on sour cream. Like … Uff … And now, boys, look how your “Natasha” is washed and washed … And how he brushes his teeth … Oh, they wipe me so kindly … Knights … help each other to get dressed.
– Evkharisto!
It is for me … stupid, you yourself are a huge female eucharisto, Mercy and just thanks! We leave, and I feel that it is already difficult to go. The legs are difficult to converge, and buns … Boys with a laugh help me start. Return the key, shaking the porter’s hand, pointing at me, something is strictly chattering and decrease. And I can’t … my legs do not obey … I flop on the sofa, quite shamelessly with a begging ..
The porter throws a call back … sho, again? – As the wolf said in a famous cartoon … Yes, the gesture and facial expressions of my hospitable man are quite unequivocal … Well, okay, in the end – I will not lose. And he launched me in pretty decent numbers. And customers are normal … And he shows himself:
– Georgios!
– Lotta!
We are very pleased to both of us
I penetrate the rack again, having exposedly, and I pulled on my lips on his corn, which has already become almost native … And now she is more represent – I cleaned it out the last time … although again the sweaty … Well, let’s do it … with all the available work surfaces – all available with work surfaces -Language, sponge, pen, I return this pink-blue unit K, I hope not yet forgotten, sensations. I am a suck, I lick, caressing selflessly and sincerely … The patient mutters gently, like a huge cat … Nraaaaaa! I like it too … And the one that grows and worships in my mouth … Good … And this is only the mouth and pens? Ah, nooooo! That’s joy! He lifts me, I lean my chest and hands on the rack, and he famously enters my hospitable warm pussy … Oh, he is without an elastic band … wow, no, no! He put on his own! Bravo, Zhorik! And then I dressed his predecessors in my own, since I am a girl who is stocking and try to be ready for all kinds of cases ..
Banana Georgios tirelessly slides down my cave back and forth, back and forth … I, quietly blazing and sobbing with delight, actively working my hips, walking completely towards him … How harmoniously, as if we had been in bed for five years … What does professionalism mean and it means professionalism and that it means professionalism and, as I understand it, regular training … But now he has entered the ass-apparently, I want something to go more-but my god! Come on, dear, check, there is nothing superfluous from the predecessors? Ah no … mmmmm … Sweet like … oh, he is again in the pussy ..
Still, please wait, cat, make me finish again, and I will help you, well, yet, yet, so, like that, aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! And he once again sends me to the stars … Puffs, his zeppelin pulses in me, erupting this time to the Preset … Wait, don’t go out, stay in me yet … but he doesn’t go out … But everything good is over … The source is once ended … The source is once ended …Paints falls out of me, and they allow me to lick it … Carefully, so that the muzzle does not smear … to wash and update the makeup there is no time and reluctance … Uff, everything, thanks, everything was very tasty ..
He playfully pinches me by the cheek and helps to dress. What time is it now? Wow, it’s still time to the hotel, there are already four … yes, five men are actually in three and a half hours … I haven’t had such an intensity for a long time … and how I go … my legs can’t converge ..
That dear? Georgios is interested in broken English, where I need. I call the hotel. He blurred in a smile and shows a scooter sticking out in the corner. And I still thought – what is he here? Prize? The best client? Or the most effective girl?
He rolls out his mustang out into the street and helps me go out and hoist it on it. The latter is just simple-the collapse of my legs is such that it is easiest to sit on a barrel, not like in the saddle. Near the sidewalk, my new friends in a blue blouse and a white topic – a successful hunt, girls! Zhorik locks the doors, sits down, I wrap his waist, Brrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!! And after five minutes I am at the door of my hotel. Simal on a cheek of a new friend
– Yasas, Georgios! Evkharisto!
– Yasas!
Well, finally you can remove these damned studs ..
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