It has been already a month since I got here. Rescue boat, which I left his ship, fell to the nearest planet found. The device connection, like many other devices, is out of order. I was lucky that I stayed alive. Now, perelezaya through a huge fallen tree, I thought that just about luck and luck - this is not about me. The boat landed on this planet curse, curse in these jungles, which dragged on indefinitely. The terms of any full of animals, insects and plants. But the most strange that the main concern me just plants. They are on this planet any abnormal. Here yesterday, for example, I tried to eat a huge flower size, similar to the sunflower.

Neslyshno podkralsya rear and vtsepilsya me in the leg. Well, that was me boots of rescue kit, and I was able to something like a flower left the bloodthirsty. Every day I have to fight for survival. Tenacity of some plants I had already studied. I know that they wait and how to fight with them. The most dangerous - it is trees, which grow fruit and shrubs with flexible similar to the lianas branches. True, not all eat plants want me. Once I had the imprudence falling into the trap of a smart bush. When strong branches to wind round around my body and raised in the air, I thought this end.

However, second-hand me some time, bush, wrathful to begin to tremble, released me. We see it rasstavlyal their networks to someone else. Since I'm trying to find a way out of this curse woods, I constantly encountered unfamiliar plants. Their something I am afraid most. I stopped and heeded. A quiet rustle of branches, trees again as if to whisper to one another. I have already accustomed to the fact that they communicate among themselves, and not pay attention to this. It seems all calmly. I prisel on soft dark green moss to eat fruits stockpiled. Having finished dinner, decided to go a bit further forward and to return to the boat.

But it cost me to make a few steps to distribute as sharp hiss, and my legs around the green and flexible, like tentacles, the branches. They emerged from the bush, which looked quite innocuous. This is masking. In the next moment I rubanul and pulling a knife on one of schupalets, pererubiv it in half. The plant zashipelo even louder and several schupalets around my hand. Knife winnings from oslabevshih fingers. That is, I finally felt fear, not even fear and horror. I cried and started desperately vyryvatsya. But that does not work.

The more I pulled, the more tentacles twine around my body. They dragged me deep into the bush. What to do? I tried to fight panic gripped me, but not getting very good. This plant was unfamiliar to me, so I did not know what to do. Maybe if I stop vyryvatsya, oslabeet grip branches, and I will be able to free themselves? The great effort made, I will not move themselves. The plant seems to feel that the victim has ceased to resist. But against my expectations, it is not lost vigilance, schupalets grip only slightly weakened. Branch slowly began to explore my body. I am breathing hard, rejoice that so far can do this and that I am not going to stifle.

I tried poshevelit hand. If, but no more than allow me oputavshie branches. Tentacles meanwhile slowly oschupyvali me. It decides where to start I have that right? A pair of small schupalets carefully examined my bare chest, passed around the nipples and later to the stomach. When they prilipli to my perineum, I again began vyryvatsya. The plant zashipelo angrily, his arms tightly kept me. I re-measurements. Do not escape. What to do? Tentacles detached from my groin and frenzied vtsepilis in trousers. It is that trying to undress me? Never mind any.

But the tentacles persistently fought with my pants. The fabric was not on his tooth. They just blindly to knock against me in the legs, trying to break this barrier. I have already been obradovalsya, but the plant has proved too intelligence. Tentacles find belt and deftly rasstegnuli it. Soon my trousers and boots were on the ground. I szhalsya of horror, feeling as my first concern tentacles member, and then eggs. In panic, I again tried to free themselves. But the plant does not even draw attention to my pitiful attempt. Branch came back in motion. Under the closed branch head, the body turned as if in an improvised hammock.

I would have laughed if no fear. that it wants me to feel comfortable? Branch around my thigh and hand in their razdvinuli. Inside the plant has one more tentacles, distinct from the rest. It was thicker and bigger, but at the end of Gap-like mouth, to shake holmiki similar to neraskryvshiesya flower buds. Your mother. This is probably the mouth of the creation, and it now starts devouring me. I have to tilt the tentacles. Zatryaslo me, and I tried to bring the legs, but, of course, to no avail. It brought his mouth to my perineum and stopped, as if obnyuhivaya. Thebuds of my slightly concerned member schekocha.

I have to begin to tremble again, but this time of strange sensations. Tentacles slightly suspended, and unleash even wider at the end, around my member and eggs. I zazhmurilsya and tensions, expecting terrible pain. But it did not come. Tentacles arranged between my thighs to move apart, their prisosavshis end to what was between them. The buds were inside the warm and moist. I was surprised to feel how they move, to prisasyvayas member, and then otleplyayas. The feeling proved so enjoyable that I zastonal. It was like a wet kiss. No, dozens of wet kisses with cautious aspirated.

My member began to rise rapidly. Exceptionally inciting touch as if sent impulses of my body. I have participated pulse and breathing. I again loudly zastonal. Apparently the plant decided to reinforce my feelings, because a pair of small schupalets prisosalas to my nipples and one to the navel. The warm and humid reduction between the legs, caress touching the nipple and stomach quickly forced me to forget about fear. I could not think about anything except their own pleasure. For a month and a half, held initially by boat and then on the planet, I had no women, and now my body demanded detente.

However, when I felt that is about to end, szhalos tentacles, to exert pressure on certain points in my perineum, and orgasm retreated. I do not just head of frustration. Pleasant reducible crazy feeling again engulfed me when the plant to continue this slow torture. I have taken stonat and serpentine, blood knock on my whisky. And again when I was close to defuse, curse tentacles done the same manipulation, and I was not able to. - Well, please. Why do you muchaesh me? All potny, with obezumevshim I look again zahripel of pleasure. What is it? It would ever give to me or not?And so when I felt that the already close, the plant has not been compressed again.

Since winning screaming, I began to erupt right around my member tentacles. Blueteen links - plemjannicy. I just tryaslo and orgasm did not want to end all. Semen spills, and the plant absorbs it. Finally, the eruption ended. My body, spasmodic podragivaya, relax. Tentacles gently detached from my perineum vytyanulos and vertically. Butonchiki squeezed inside, as I thought with satisfaction. Then slowly remove tentacles inside the bush, a branch linking me relaxed. I was at liberty. Choose your clothes. It seems that the plant feeds on local animal sperm. It seems that came to him and my taste. It is necessary will come here again.

I gave the girls to oranges. And the one on which all my dreams village next to me and began to play, podkidyvaya it (like Lolita?). And I caught myself thinking that I simply love with her hair - long, a little wavy. My sweet posidela on me - on one leg, I think prodavlival popku to its chest, leg, I almost felt her innermost mink, and tried unsuccessfully to consider under the cover of clothing (she herself entangled, but what to wear it). There she sat long, but even longer, unfortunately, being carried out on the couch.

When her mother came, they tried something sostryapat in the kitchen - the case limited to five sausages and salted cabbage. My favorite came out with the kitchen and came up to me, it sat on me, I embraced it and press on themselves - it polustoyala - polusidela back to me. But soon nearly full growth spread to me - but had little hug her - her mother stood up in the opening and looked at us at point-blank range.

And in general, had more to admire - but it's worth. After this one, on which all my dreams, stood up against me, our eyes met - and I became really sink in them, and I realized that without those eyes, I can not live. Farewell somehow left hurriedly, fast, skomkannym, under strict gaze mother. I have not yet had time obutsya as my girl opened the door, I hastily probormotal few words, tried to kiss her but she did not suggest any schechku nor lips - had confinedalmost temechkom.

11 February. Once again, the case led me to an area and clear - do not come to that, as all my dreams, I could not. But initially no one turned home. It is clear to Ole, I did not go (why I need it?). We had to come back after some time. The door opened it, obradovalas (but with some slowdown), wasted in the corridor and reported to parents (both have homes). I considered it. it was striped with a predominance of green and thin dzhempere reytuzah, which directly clatters narrow panties.

A long time, it does not fit - sitting on the couch, walking around the room, and I carnivores provozhal her eyes and tried to catch everything. show whether reytuzy innermost mink. But no - they are not of such. The situation changed when she found, and we sat on the floor to play. She village next to me, cross legs, and I was able to touch her legs, nice rounded hips and body, and even popki. Under the cover of the game I referred her thighs, but when I touched popki, she once dernulas and pushed.

Soon I realized that we should allow it to throw stones for razletayuschimisya Cap. She then exposes popku plyuhalas or directly to the stomach, and clearly outlines panties, not leaving anything intimate. I already knew exactly their size, but when she sat, cross legs, or enjoyed sight of her perineum, hoping for more. Nevertheless, I did not leave for alleged attempts to throw stones Cap - and here at some point, when she vytyanulas on the floor in an attempt to get chip, I managed it covered his body.

Just a few moments in our bodies soprikosnulis travesty of sex, when its stages, I giving it popku. But it very quickly to choose from under me. Several times I tried to throw the game to move on to more active, offering me to sit down to its knees, but she refused, saying that nasidelas. But the game was over, she villages in the sofa, where talked about tickling, and I rushed her schekotat.

Deal healthy child laughter, and I even zalez it under dzhemper, where T-shirt-jacket proved. At the same time I poprizhimal hand to her chest, but her own breast is not yet smells. I met was to leave. First, my lovely said that if I want to go, then eat, but then nadula sponges. I tried to draw in all a joke and again schekotat its usefulness. She zahohotala, zaizvivalas in my hands and of itself turned out that my hands are not only penetrated under dzhemper, but under the T-shirt.

Even a short and touching her naked body would make me happy, but at this point, I said that I remain, and she jumped in delight me on the neck and povisla on it. My hands and remained on her ribs, but our cheeks and soprikosnulis a while we were inseparable pair. Duckyporn - ta, on which all my dreams:. But her mother has gone - and good that she began to talk once came into the room. My lovely girl went with Mom, and when came into the room, stood next to me, and I was able to bring her to their knees.

I am around her, and clear - my hand fell on her popku. We started durachitsya, I obschupal all her legs, popku, but intimate and roll if touched, then a slight moment. I would like jokingly kissed her in visochek and schechku, but then she turned almost completely, sowing me back, and press me. In my delight in the area around its zhivotika: But, it seems, knock, and the one on which all my dreams, disappeared, and remained a dream: she even boasted his diary, but it just sat side by side, although I am and here it poobnimal foot.

But at some point, I was sitting on the couch, took her hands on, added a on their legs and my arm itself was at its perineum, and think I even find this intimate hole. The girl szhala legs, my hands did not have the space, but I do not have to. I floated in the ocean of bliss, bathed in the rays of happiness, and how Gumbert-murlyka not heard a phone call.But it has to jump off with my legs, and happiness dissipate.

At one point came Olya; girls something to say in a whisper, Olya left, and my beautiful nadulas, became fan sponge (that she is very), became someone swearing, vyglyadyvat out the window. I tried to draw all jokingly, thinking that this is any girl's secrets, but no. - She had already inquired boys. I, of course, jealous, admiring her, zapletennymi hair in a small pigtail. Then we drank tea, I podozval her and she looked carefully at the eyes, to firmly learn and remember what they colors - brown with zelenotoy.

Farewell failed - her mother went provozhat, saying daughter to an endowed halatik - I would like to see. And I would like to see her photo and even vyprosit for memory, but again forgot how to say that I love her: May 8. Why do I write these notes - I do not know: For several times traveled to her home, but never zastaval it. And then to learn that my daughter was sent on vacation to grandma and for some reason left there and reach the school year.

June 1. In the camp, I do not eat - discord with the session. I know that my daughter was never brought. Is my novel ended with the one on which all my dreams? As far as I know, this novel is not over - the author of these notes continued to constantly communicate with this girl. She grew up on his eyes and turned into a beautiful beautiful girl. However, you should can to make sure - it has recently shown on television in a Maslyakova KVN:

(Later, it became clear that even under their tights). In the hands of it bears the same sporting green trousers. She village on the sofa, popodtyagivaya already get reytuzy. I do not disqualification eyes, tried to say something, but it was difficult to breath. Eventually excellent vision ended - it natyanula trousers. We pootgadyvali riddles, while I embrace it, lapal her legs. Then I got fed and we went walking. She endowed a red jacket and white cap and was still excellent. We sat on the bench. It is to clamber up on my leg; itself turned out that I embraced her belt in the area - popki. I felt her legs krestets, v. E. prodavlival all its popku.

Here we come to Iraq - a girl with the apparent delay in development, but with the clear ahead in physical development. Ask any stupid questions - and sexual orientation. She was 12 years old itself, and it was in short puhovike, mini-yubke and white tights. Tired - get specific. My beautiful girl several times pihnula it is dropped to the ground, and vskochiv, hit my miles. But nothing - the one on which all my dreams and that at that moment I firmly in the hands of just laughed. Ira turned and I saw that from the puhovika vyglyadyvaet T shirt and a piece of her body. We continued to sit with mygirl, and Ira became prohazhivatsya nearby, apparently clearly attracted attention.

nagnetsya then allegedly raising something from the ground, then polezet at any zhelezyaki, protruding into the yard. My view, yesterday's blurry alcohol, repeatedly stayed at Ire, but I am in the hands of even more compressible charming girl. But all kajf oblomala her mother, which prompted my miles to go with it where something. She bid farewell to me, does not even come to kiss or obnimaniya on track. A departure from her porch, I again saw Iru. she sat on a bench at the entrance last, highly zakinuv foot on the leg and Haunch in their matching white tights.

It seemed to me that she once on-singularities looked at me. With the hangover I really always want sex. Therefore, in her view, I, of course, saw the call, although that this girl could know about sex? In my approximation Ira slowly got up and went to the gate. I, as enchanted, followed her. In the entrance, I hasten to catch up with her and pushed into a niche under the staircase on the first floor. She did not resist. I launched it and without looking at her face, running their hands under the skirt and tights oschupal through its front and rear. When my hands were on her buttocks, I zalez under tights and panties and a sharp movement grazed them down.

At the same szhal its lobok and Ira passionately to begin to breathe. I started to drive her finger on the hole, rather densely curled hairs. Another hand I myal her bare buttocks. With every movement of my Ira initiate more and more. then it shifts from me, then again just sticks to me. All this time we both kept silent. After some time I issued from the hands of her vagina and buttocks, and only then looked for the first time Ire in the face. She stood with closed eyes and breathe deeply. I rasstegnul lightning puhovika her to ride up and koftochku and T-shirt. She proved decent breasts, which I immediately szhal - two at once.

I literally prilip to it - hands on boobs, a member in its area of bare perineum, a person I would like losing on her face. No. I have not kissed her - even in such a state, I would kiss just one girl - the one on which all my dreams: At one point I thought that it wants to discourage me - protisnulas her hand down between our bodies. But poglyadev down, I am struck - Ira launched its fingers in the vagina and simply a wanker themselves. At some time, I even released from the hands of her chest, but she zahripela. Else. and, filed forward, my hands are literally attached to their boobs.

Her tryaslo literally, it all became potnaya and now something inarticulate hripela. From this picture of my vyplesnulo member directly in the pants. Ira ran out almost simultaneously with me. Once again, I held hands on her naked buttocks and sides, and she settled directly on the floor. I quickly left the porch and went domoy.5 January. Two-plus months have passed, as I was at his lyubushki: I was going to go long, but the case: Yes, I still worry a bit - if not out with Ira that we have had with it? But the more I could not postpone. Having bought chocolates, I reached it. It opened without even asking.

Initially I thought that she was not pleased to learn or not (and what can we talk with me after Iry?). Bunnyteen - penalty vorovki. But it turned out that she simply waited for Olyu, which went walking in her jacket. My sweet was koftochke (already familiar to me) and gray reytuzah with nachesom, from under which vyglyadyvali others - in pink stripes - and felt that this is not all. I sections, and then she threw me on the neck. I poprizhimal her, but she quickly released me - it's Olya and, of course, also threw me on the neck. U Oli clearly to ride up jacket when I press it - my sweet, stood at the rear of it, with smeshkom stydlivo withdrawhis eyes.

Olya, preferring jacket, went home, and my favorite girl, entered the room, once again threw me on the neck. I picked it under popku and sees God - would not allow it to fall. Some time and so I walked around the room with her hands on, pressing it to yourself and gently poglazhivaya her thigh. But this is the perfect moment was over, she village on a sofa, and generally most of the time they met, because it was so valuable once or twice, when she approached me or climb to its knees. My dad came girls, and then again appeared Olya. Her thin legs get the same reytuzy with nachesom, which were only subtle moose (she complained that reytuzy kolyut feet) - frankly, magnificent spectacle, but still all my attention - on the one on which all my dreams: Girls pokrutilis , Play, povystavlyaya zadki.