To the best of burly captain correctional zone strict regime, causing a detainee under the number 159, ordered to clean his dirty boots to a shine.

A prisoner at number 159, taking the dirty and smelly boots captain went into the washroom, where there were sinks, and became thoroughly under a strong jet of water from the faucet to rinse off the dirt stinking boots.

Having cleared the mud from his boots, a prisoner under the number 159, put boots on the radiator to dry, meanwhile, when they were drying, he had free time for about an hour ...

I already left the age when girls just swell breasts and rounded hips, the small genital lips appear delicate, soft hair. My body is almost formed: (in their long-suffering 16 years), long slender legs delighted by its elegance, the small firm breasts with cherry papillae than once caught myself interested in the mens views. As early as 2 years I shave my CIMS, do hair removal and other womens things. I can not say that my life is boring and varied, but I simply want to real sex. Difficult to say how many years I began to think about sex. ...

This story specifically for the libertines. You will love it.

I am very handsome guy. I lecher. My mother is a courtesan and a sister, too. Once I got into the bathroom took her panties mom and began to masturbate. Kaif was excellent. Shorts smelled so that he could finish even impotent. One day my mother spotted me doing this.

-What are you are my underwear. Oh you pervert.

I did not know what to say.

- Well, Ill teach you.

Now come to me two of my clients. Here they are, and you will ...

Chapter Six

DIARY OF PHILIP MANSFIELD

DIARY SYLVIA

Pope behaves very strangely. Maybe its because he lacks a mother, but I do not think so. He never mentions it, and only once, some sadly asked, Im going to Liverpool at Christmas. Heres another problem! I do not think he really liked my aunt, and I love them. Perhaps this is not necessary. They sometimes behave very badly with me, especially in bed, but I have grown enough to mischief. So says Aunt Muriel. She said that most of these ladies, but do not always show it in ...

Larissa tridtsatidvuhletnyaya a married woman with eight years old. The woman her name was quite impossible, she was gentle, slender and attractive girl - looked good. I do not remember how she got to know, but it lasted long enough so that I could get from her what I wanted and he wanted to - my member. And we were good friends with him. I always tried to please him.

I knew her secret. She confided her to me whenever we met her. Larissa went to a thin white silk panties, which I easily with her pulling off when ...

he hello;)

she hello:)

he Im here all devchenok ask ...

it what?

he is not whether they want virtual sex?

she and as:)

he is not one of them agreed: (

she and I would like to ... :)

he seriously? : 0

she yes;)

he Cool!

she so can start;)

he are you naked?

she now ...

Pause

she I was quite naked;) And you?

he to me just cowards. I want you to be removed from me ...

she I ...

Harry ran down the corridor followed by Ron, who was much faster than Harry. They were waiting for this moment for so long. They stopped to check the card and immediately rushed on.

- We must have time, before it does, - said Ron.

Harry and so knew that they were slipping from graffika and so too often. Finally, they ran to the door at the end of the corridor.

- That should be it, - said Ron, and slipped inside.

Harry went straight for him. The space behind the door has been expanded but still ...

Every summer, I was resting at his dacha in Odintsovo district. On the one hand - crowded around cottages, but there is a fairly extensive woods and two ponds, and through the field, too, are gradually built with dachas - train station.

Once I went for a walk, to hide from the midday heat in the shade of trees. I went through the gate a holiday village and walked towards the forest, accompanied zharyaschim midday sun and the chirping of crickets in the grass. Under the trees was much cooler, and his eyes rested against the blinding sunlight. I ...

One summer I went to visit their relatives in a small town near Moscow. In one Saturday, it was decided to go to the local cemetery, to visit the graves and grandparents. We arrived at the cemetery, but there is such a beauty! All in shady trees, beautiful flowers, butterflies fly! As usual, drank alcohol, it is still better for the soul was, thinking all rolled into my head about life, death, eternity: a sudden, I turned my head to the side of the central alley and saw him! This was a young, well-built guy, wavy hair to his shoulders, ...

I met him in the subway. It became clear to me glue. I was not paying attention, came to his station with a book before his eyes, as though not noticing him, but nevertheless, looking at it from the heavily beaded eyelashes. He followed me and the city, and so we got to the house. He said nothing to me. Just walked beside me and smiled. When we were near my door, I was all of this already rather fed up.

- Listen to, and that, to me, too, go?

- If allowed, you are gently moved to ...