Pantybuns - ta, on which all my dreams:
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:
