The member, who had hated her for almost four years of marriage together, was still as ordinary as its owner, by the way. Common in everything. A semi-long middling worthy of attention only in those rare moments when he was fully poured - and penetrated to where he, in general, didn’t really want to. But what is there to do? The conventions of marital cohabitation.
Exactly. It is cohabitation.
Calling ... hmm ... living together on one square meter with yesterday's student of cool life - and now YAKOBY is the father of her child - high words, like "family life" or "marital consent" Marina did not want, and could not. After all, in order for two to have the right to at least conditional happiness, their so-called “alliance” must, at least, begin with this conditional happiness. Well, at least with mutual satisfaction. Well, damn it, at least with reasonable honesty!
But after all - no-xy. While the married girl Marinochka puffed over her, affirming the right of ownership of both the female (well, well ...) and her sexual disposition (well, well, well ...) - in the next room, the baby was blissful with infantile sleep, conceived by no means seed. That, of course, was for the dark guy secretly ringed by Marinochka ...
“Probably, it’s time ...” - Marina thought wearily, before emitting a modest semblance of a coveted groan. Despite the absolute intricacy, she nevertheless liked this periodic apotheosis of them with the “beloved” intercourse. She liked so much how a boy (well, not a man!) Fooled by her on all fronts, having managed to release a couple of thin streams from her organ, rapidly losing strength, watches with satisfaction the mask through fake enjoyment, which Marina skillfully hid her true contempt.
Oh, women, you have a name ... and yet, the wheels of the mighty locomotive of history have long ago been wrapped around the guts of such a thing as "morality." So - boarded the w ...
“My asterisk ...” the “hero-lover” fell away from the “asterisk”, puffing completely out of age. - It was cool, my good ... Did you like it?
But this was the second favorite Marinin moment of their intimacy. So to say, aftertaste of the first humiliation. Here is this puppy "did you like it?". At the dawn of their relationship, this little guy knew how ... knew how to fuck her. He knew how to get high both from herself and from her, and from the process - and from the fact that then she really was His Girl. And now?
And now, as if weakening every day from the poisonous meanness with which Marina had completely defended him, he completely lost all those qualities that Marina valued in males.
These. With big, throbbing members. With hefty eggs that were buzzing from the thick, fertile seed. With coarse, pumped bodies. Lofty self-confident expressions.
And with a look ...
Marina no longer had any doubts in determining the potential of a man according to his view. This look penetrated her much earlier than his pheromones, voice and penis. This look seemed to carry the unbeatable energy of primitive desire ...
Desires to possess.
Marinochka, a beauty, a doll, a clever girl, a sweetheart and a bunny - was just another female for the owner of such a look. He saw in her only beautiful legs, rounded thighs, round ass, elastic chest, slightly naive, tender face, plump lips, an upturned nose ...
And - a look full of mutual, animal desire of a young, fertile female, whose panties were already soaked with moisture from a rapidly dampening, pink pussy.
He was exactly like that ...
No ... He was not at all like that ... He was the best of all.
Every time when Marina caressed her girl with her fingers, squeezing her neat, elastic boobs with hard nipples, she - from the whole chain of different-sized partners that she had during all this time - represented Him.
She recalled that very - only - evening on the seashore. His perfect, chiseled body. His big, just huge penis, entwined with thick veins, pulsing in time with the beating of His heart. His hefty eggs, in which there was so much thick sperm, that it seemed incredible.
And, of course, His gaze ...
Each time, when Marina came to a rapid end alone, remembering that magical night, hot sparks of experienced bliss flashed in her body, and the words that then she screamed right in the full twinkling stars, the southern southern sky echoed in her memory ...
* * *
"... End it in me!" I want to give birth to many babies from you! I want to be only yours, my dear! I want to give birth only from you! You are my only one! I am only yours, beloved !! Only yours-aaaaaaaaa !!! ... "
“... And he finished. At that moment, he entered her so deeply that she almost fainted from a mixture of pain and pleasure - and, growling, began to fill her uterus thirsting for His sperm with the streams of His seed.
That wonderful evening, they fucked on the seashore until dawn. The air around them seemed hot, thick and humid, like in a steam room. Their bodies, covered with sweat and love moisture, slid over each other, as if striving to merge forever in this dance of primitive passion. She has become His forever. And she forever appropriated Him to herself.
Just before their parting, when they were tired, happy and in love, they left the beach, Marina, once again, looked at her true lover. With a look that selflessly (and, sometimes, even suicidal), the girls in love give The only one with whom they have come to know genuine desire, passion and bliss.
“We won't see you again, will we?” - Marina asked him, quivering with the renewed excitement. - Never again?
He smiled back. That smile, from which her nipples hardened again, and drops of alluring moisture slid along the petals of her lower lips.
- Who knows ... - His voice was velvety, deep and gentle. - Maybe not. Or maybe I'll see you naked again, confusing hotel rooms.
The circumstances of their first meeting were so unusual - and at the same time so momentous - that Marisha flushed a little embarrassed. But even the trace of the thought left her blonde head and ceased to be reflected in the eyes of the emerald eyes when he gently lifted her chin - and touched her chubby, tender lips with a hot kiss.
This kiss was a long one: such that the time around seemed not to stop forever, not to the contrary, it went at a crazy pace to infinity - to the place where she so wanted to stay with Him forever.
He pulled away from her sweet lips - and she reached out after her, standing on tiptoes, pressing her whole body, just to feel Him, just to stay close to Him.
- My asterisk ... - in his mouth this appeal sounded like a promise of new bliss and caresses. - So we just do not have time for the bus.
This morning, He went to his place — either to the East, or to the West — in order to leave the country after all and roll off even east or west. And she, too, was leaving home - in a provincial town, which was quite enough for her ambitions, but which was far from always able to satisfy her desire.
And this thought - the thought of the inevitable parting - awakened in her a new wave of passion. But this time with a taste of despair. Something from the category “if we had only ten minutes left to live” - or something like that. Although, of course, she would like it to be “if only we, the two of us, would remain on the planet” ...
She sobbed. Burst out. A girl after all ...
“My little ... my girl ...” He gently and tightly held her in his arms. - I want not to let you go. Generally nowhere. And nowhere to leave you. But we met ... Damn, just when we had to leave. Lyrics ... life ....
So fall in love to scatter to the sides ...
"Fall in love?"
Marina raised his charming emerald eyes on Him, from which small tears, glistening in the first rays of a southern sunrise, rolled down the reddened cheeks.
- fall in love? She repeated aloud. - Do you love me?
And again - that same glance, after which she was ready to leave all her past life behind and go with Him to the edge ... and even for the edge of the world.
- Silly ... - he foolishly kissed her nose. - All your doubts. My love - he touched her with his warm palm just below the navel - lives in you, my little star ... "
* * *
Marina turned to her husband, who was looking at him with an expression of humiliating admiration, and said with an angelic smile:
“Well, of course, I liked it, the sun,” she ran her fingers along his cheek, very close to the spreading silly-self-satisfied smile. - You are with me ... - Marina almost “fell out of the role” to the refusal of a satisfied wife, choosing an appropriate epithet for the faithful. - So passionate. Well, I put a spiral - otherwise I would soon have given birth to a lyalechka. You are my best.
"At C grade, with an advance, without hope of interest ..." - Marina was skeptical in her head as she leaned over to kiss her contented hubby.
“Lapus, I am in the shower,” Marina fluttered out of bed and, on the lunar path stretching through the window, wagging her hips, went to wash off all the consequences of “marital debt.”
Soon the water began to rustle - and the silhouette of a young, charming girl, basking under warm streams, stretched her fingers down to the cherished tubercle, behind the frosted glass of the shower stall. sexytal.com I had to hold back the moans - this time absolutely frank - so that the silly confidence lover of eating pears did not appear at the very sounds that he last heard (that is, what ...) he heard several years ago. Marinochka caressed herself skillfully. You will learn that, you know, when the necessary discharge is brought only by connections on the side (of course!) - and the call of desire happens even more often than even the most frequent "leftists." However, no matter how skillful or gifted in terms of men's virtues Marina’s partners turned out to be, all of them, taken together and raised to the n-th degree, were as far away as prosaic lust (albeit mutual) - to sincere passion.
* * *
“... Marina covered him with His palm, on her tummy, right above the warmth, where a new life was already beginning to emerge.
“My love ...” she touched his muscular shoulder with her lips and pressed herself against His chest, happy with the wonderful feeling that she was His and His only. - My favourite. My only one ... I will definitely have a baby from you. I will love him so much ...
- Why precisely “his”? - she heard, in His voice, that He was smiling. - What if there will be a girl? In addition, it is still unknown what our magical night ended with you ... Maybe it was me, "idle shot out," the sun. Come know, inscrutable because the way ... muddy droplets.
Marina mischievously giggled. And after - just frowned brows.
“From such ...“ droplets ”I’m sure I’ll soon be pot-bellied. I wanted Him so ... And He so ... oh, how did He finish in me. Although ... as they say, it is better to be safe. We're not joking around here, my love. "
“You know, love ...” Marina said in a completely different voice and touched the skin under his collarbone with her lips. - I just had a thought. If a boy is born, he will go to daddy, right?
- What are you talking about, honey? - in His voice came notes of arousal.
- Well, you know ... - Marinochka ran her hand over His thigh, noting with satisfaction the movement of something very impressive and very hot that started under the shorts fabric. “My little son will not get rid of girls.” When they find out what treasure he got from his father ...
- What are you talking about, baby? - He joined the game, starting to stroke her body with his strong palms.
- Your member, love, - Marina said this, trying to put into the voice as much fucking notes as possible. - Your long ... your fat ... your huge cock, my good one. I even did not see such in porn ...
“Tell me too ...” - one of his palm stroked her elastic buttocks, while the other caressed the hillocks of her breasts below. - Plain, such, nothing remarkable ...
“My shy girl ... with a huge dick,” with these words, Marina ran her fingertips over the impressive knoll on His shorts, hearing a sigh of passionate back. - Tell me, my love ... you'll remember me, right? Will you masturbate your huge dick, remembering how I sucked you? As I caressed your hefty cock with my lips, how you fucked me in the mouth ... Or maybe when you take off ... "heifer." And she like this - Marina grabbed a member, covered with a cloth, palm - and began to gently massage him - you will be nadrachivat. And you will remember how I caress your huge dick with a pen, is it true, my love?
“Oh, my dear ...” His voice was hoarse, and the caresses were more insistent.
Marina herself was already frankly flowing, which gave her voice even more languor and desire:
- You had a lot of girls, yes, my good? And there will be more - a lot ... But when she sits on your knees in front of you, licking her lips ... - Marina slowly sank down in front of her beloved, kneeling on the sand. “When your huge penis gets you ...” Marina let down her shorts from him — and a huge club swung in front of her face, covered in greenish veins and throbbing, in time to His desire. - When you stroke your huge eggs, in which there is so much warm and thick sperm ... - He groaned when the girl began to gently squeeze the balls itching from the seed with a soft palm. - And then ... then she will look at you, submissive and small, waiting for you to tell her, darling ... What will you tell her?
He looked down at her. The fire of primitive passion burned in his eyes. Muscles bulged, and from the crimson head I pull down the shiny threads of a rich pre-ejaculate.
- Take my huge dick with your sweet, gentle mouth, darling.
Marina grinned, continuing to stroke the barrel and eggs.
- That's right and you say: "favorite"? - he pretended to pout, very close to the expiration of love pills. “She didn’t even touch him with her tongue ...” Marina’s nimble tongue slid over the head of a huge cock licking the grease. - I didn’t even kiss your dick huge - but already “favorite” ... - Marina smacked the darling of the Beloved, lingering on it with her lips, sucking viscous liquid from the urethra - I'm offended, lapus ...
- Are you kidding me? - barely restraining himself not to moan, he asked a charming girl with a gorgeous body, standing on his knees in front of him, with a mischievous sparkle in the emerald gaze and plump lips that so attracted his penis.
“And what about ...” Marinka smiled impishly, without stopping to caress the huge organ with her hands. - I'm gonna suck your big dick now, you fuck me right in the neck ... I’ll choke on saliva, choke - and I will suck your dick, my darling ... My only one ... And there you are slut will be "favorite" to call. Not fair, young man!
“You are my favorite ...” He exhaled with fervor, already ready to drive this dicky, lovely bitch into his dick right in the throat. - My favorite ... And my slut ...
- Oh ... - Marina’s hands began to caress His cock even faster. - Just like that ... And what does the future daddy want from his slut?
- Suck me ... Take it in my mouth ... - His voice became like a passionate roar.
- So, daddy loves when mommy sucks his huge dick ... Daddy likes to fuck mommy in the throat, yes, dad? - Marina herself was already floating on the waves of sweet bliss, losing touch with this boring, not at all real, surrounding world. - Do you like watching a girl who got pregnant from your sperm suck your dick? Do you want to feed the future mom with sperm, yes, daddy?
He growled from uncontrollable desire - and stuck his huge, red-hot dick to Marina in her mouth. The penetration was so rapid that the girl gasped frantically, trying to open her lips wider, without forgetting to caress the member of her beloved with enthusiasm. He really fucked her in the mouth, stepping into primitive passion, ceasing to see in her anything other than the object of quenching his lust. However, was it different before ... "