daddy bear spy cam gay porn And who? For example, all the beautiful and rich girls in this city, – Alexander nodded at the lights of the big city, sparkling outside the window.
Interesting.
But how is it? – I did not understand.
Where do you work? – A question to the question asked Alexander, smiling indulgently, seeing how diligently I cracked down on a greasy chop.

Yes, it’s close.
In the supermarket electrician.
An electrician? Not bad
And how much do they pay you? More than fifteen pieces per month never went.
Surely bucks? – with wink ehidtsey Alexander.
What are you! Wood, of course.
Well, do you beat the Sabbath in the evenings? It happens.
But also not much unfastened.
Mostly retirees.
By the way, what’s your name? Kostya Kazachinsky.
Um
Something first and last name seems to me familiar.
You have, by chance, in the family did not have noble sailors? But how! My grandfather, too, Kostya Kazachinsky was a sailor and a hero of the Soviet Union! In the war he fought on boats.
Commendable! I see that his grandson is heroic.
So that’s what, Kostya.

You want to work for me? You need an electrician, so I instantly. indian free cam sex
Do not rush.
The electrician is good, but my work for you will be more abrupt.
Well, and materially? What is it like? And that, brother, depends on you.
From your income – thirty percent to me, the rest is yours.
Well, how? Is coming! – we immediately struck bails, for I immediately realized that such a percentage was clearly in my favor.
It was only later that I realized that out of the seventy percent of the profits that remained to me, only ten came out of me with the clean side.
The rest flowed like sand through our fingers, since we incurred considerable expenses.
The essence of my work was that, having received preliminary training in the course of all types of massage, including “Thai”, “Erotic” and “Pornographic”, I was appointed to the unofficial position of “Chief Manager” in terms of female massage in his salon female beauty.
According to the nature of my new activity, I was handed over all the attributes for free, but for the “Nest”, where solid, rich matrons, secretly from their husbands, relatives and friends, preferred to give their frail body to the hands (and not only them) of an experienced masseur, and often and lover, I had to pay me from my profit.

At first, I completely lost sight of the fact that respectable ladies, revered in a decent society, suddenly turned into ordinary sodden drinkers with me, constantly demanding “the continuation of the banquet.”
I’m not even talking about their sexual insatiability and perversion, when they, having pretty much taken it on, suddenly, having lightly bitten my “Well done” with their sharp little teeth, looked at my eyes, from which they sadistically squeezed out male martyrdom tears.
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