Best online adult chat.

Best online adult chat.
Turning around, I see a young, broad-shouldered bear cub in a black leather jacket, with a bandit haircut and with such shine in brown eyes, that words get stuck in my throat.
We are silent, then we smile at the same time.
– What is your name? – Ed.

We buy a tin of gin and tonic.
The first thing I know is that Ed now most of all wants a woman, better not one.
He is from the province, he lives in Moscow for a year and a half, and is married, apparently, to some kind of bitch.
Today I wanted to rest, called home, said I did not wait – work.
– Where do you work? Ed calls the well-known government organization from among those who are called upon to fight the evil around us.
I nod knowingly – I know, they say, such an office.
– Listen, you do not know Colonel Tyulkin? – asks Ed.
I do not know Tulkina, and, as it turns out, nothing.
This is his boss.
We are walking around Moscow, the metro is already closed and the streets are deserted, but Ed does not lose hope.
He managed to drink not less than a liter before our meeting, but for the Siberian organism it was nothing.
Every time a glimpse of a feminine silhouette flashes in the distance, Ed rushes toward him.
Silhouette or dissolved in the dark, or disappears in the car approached, or even turns out to be an optical illusion.
In between, Ed tells me stories about how he usually shoots chicks, how many of them are on the streets now, how they like him and what he does with them later.
And how many times a night.
We will definitely remove someone, one, and better than two, and then it will be cool.
And for some reason, with frightening periodicity, the name of Colonel Tyulkin is repeated – without any connection with the telka.
– Here we are with a friend took two here.
There is another story about two friends.
They are always happy to see him, and in general # published and without complexes, but they live, bitches, far away, but there is no money for a car.

Indian nude fashion models.

And that would be.
And again about Tyulkin.
Tyulkin can do anything.
If I ever have problems, that’s enough.
so he, Ed, would tell him a few words about me.
– What, love you Tyulkin? – Loves.
He me Ball the day before yesterday! – In terms of? – Not in the sense, but in the ass! Then Ed tells me a terrible thing.
Maybe now, when I am writing these lines, I reveal state secrets, but it turns out that in the ranks of this respected organization, sodomy acts as an accepted form of disciplinary action.
When someone from Tyulkin’s subordinates does something wrong, he calls him into the office, orders him to take off his pants and tears it off in all holes.
The subordinate tries to justify himself, asks to understand and enter into his position, and Tyulkin answers like this: – I understand when I take it out.
What impresses me most is the intonation with which Ed tells all this.
We are talking about a strict but fair boss, a father to soldiers who could have done worse, but he pities for the guys, and Bet them not from evil, but transferring in this way the tricky Cop science.
I am so stunned by this story that a single question comes to my mind that sounds quite feminine: – Did it hurt you? Ed replies with pride: – And then! He elda like a horse! And his eyes glow with love with these words.
We stop near the bushes to piss.
After finishing his job, Ed turns to me.
Something sticks out of his pants, well, maybe not like a horse, but quite solid and big.
I kneel without a word.
His belly is covered with thick soft fur, and my animal smell makes me dizzy.
I put into my lips and tongue all the tenderness that overwhelms my soul to these wonderful guys in black leather jackets, who bravely carry out their difficult service for our peace and security.
Ed puts his hand on the back of my head and makes me speed up the rhythm.
When I wait for the final, he suddenly pulls away.
I get up and turn my back.
– No, come on me.
I do not venture to argue with him.
He has a great ass, round and fluffy.
Trained muscles tightly wrapped around my dick.
Feeling – as if you are riding through the forest on a wild beast.
I’m trying to stretch the fun, but the speed

Cam 4 sex cams.

of the jump depends on Ed.
He ends, as befits a courageous bear cub – without a single moan.
I can only feel it from the tension that runs through his muscles.
Tension is transmitted to me, I shoot and fly somewhere far away, in those distant and old countries where primitive warriors put primitive Ephebes on cancer, and the wisdom of centuries, valor and nobility flows into their asses.
After a minute, I open my eyes.
Ed has already fastened his pants and lit a cigarette. Best online adult chat.

Australian webcam porn.