webcam jessica They did not go to squirt, lounging on one another and not having the strength to move, I was mentally justified by statistics, and Dashun, in my opinion, would not mind getting pregnant for a long time, despite all the arguments of reason.
Let’s see how it will be.
So, in fact, our game ended without starting.
When they came to their senses, we looked at them condescendingly, “what can you do, they say, – la’i la vie”, – they smiled, made fun of our animal rush.

But – really – what can you do: they saw each other transformed – and went crazy.
It was probably a secret, forbidden dream of treason, about sex with an unknown creature, hence the taste of the “forbidden fruit”, which stunned us like a bomb.
The paint on Dashin’s body was washed, and I washed it off with a soapy sponge, tying Dashunchik’s hair; this procedure brought us again, and we made love right in the bathroom.
The second session was slow and gentle: we stood in the bathroom, embracing, rubbed with soapy bodies, and then I introduced the animated penis into the tired Dasha of Kisul, and we quietly danced our love dance.
In the dance I talked with Dasha, licking her earlobes: Girl, what is your name? Me? Olesya.
Olesya? What a beautiful name.

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I was born in a golden field, under a blue sky.
Field wind curled your hair? Yes-ah.
I flew with him, and the sun painted me with its gold.
Aaaa !.
Girl, what do you feel? Oh-oh.
I bloom from the inside.
Lilies and cornflowers bloom in me.
aaaah !.
they blossom in me and I die.
And I am dying.
Mortally wanted to finish in it, but I had the sense not to play too much, and – each of us brought ourselves a shower, trying not to splash faces.
An orgasm from the soul is the sweetest, the most gentle – both for me and for Dashka – but his cunning is that it is impossible to guess the sweetest direction for the partner.
Only masturbation is possible here.
So we finished: Dasha licked my ears while I was exhausted from the sweet streams, and I told her – nipples, continuing our conversation-game.
Then – we, devastated, pulled on a couple of rags – and went out into the street.
There was only a sundress on Dasha – no panties, no bra, even no shoes (lately she got into the habit of walking barefoot everywhere, even at the institute).
Our makeup was preserved, and we decided to play a little.
I called Dasha Olesya, she called me Mickey.
That day – again, as before, Dasha did not want to part with the holiday, and we went to bed with make-up without washing anything off.

Waking up in the morning, we called each other Olesya and Mickey.
The paint from the hair washed off safely, without a trace.
And we will definitely play “a foreigner and a translator”! But not soon: Dashkin’s miracle is harmful frequent painting.
Yes, and Dashkin’s appetite for reincarnation seems to have subsided, and she scratches and cherishes her curls lovingly more than ever.
I barely opened my eyes.
My whole body ached, my mouth was terribly dry, and there was a solid fog in my head.
I could barely remember yesterday evening.
This often happens after drinking a bottle of brandy for two.
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