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When will read it outside the window may already be grey, rain, cold or madly, or non-white. A case was summer. Seaside. Crimean coast, and the typical Soviet hotel on the coast of Crimea whom a great many. Prior to the nearest town ten minutes by bus. Right from our on-shore some departmental sanatorium, left camp and Children’s pension. Mixed audience of many of the former Soviet Union. But the bulk of Russian and Ukrainians. Several of our peers, a few couples with children, quite a lot of 40 - summer and detachment retirees. Zagarat went left Because there until 3 o’clock were very few people.

After all, children take swim only in the afternoon, a free holiday on the beach was much smaller than us. After a few days. We absorbed, look and just relax. From the total. Fry their body Crimean hot sun. And in one of the evenings, for a bottle of cognac wife admitted that she liked the guy is just a child camps. But judging from the fact that he appeared on the beach in the morning, he was leisure. The pair was 17 years old, a harmonious, slightly above average, with long hair. It turned out that it had already built it does eyes and smiles.

We drank more, she smiled sverknula mysterious eyes and asked, Can? I remember now made a big sip of cognac, deep-long cigarette and said, All that you want, you just would have been good. And we remember the long and gently kissed. Over the next morning started! We came back at their beach. At separate wife was brown leotard. And melting - stringi. And as everything has changed. Now she raskladyvaya beach towels turn its back on the object and deeply naginalas. And in general, at every opportunity to stand cancer popochkoy to the guy.

I am even a little jealous of him, because in this way it looks tremendous. The guy had left her luxurious arse unheeded. And drill until only the eyes, its elasticity popku. With every opportunity wife smiled him even more old and frankly built eyes. The guy timidly answered her zaigryvaniya, but made himself nothing. Several times she went to a beach, but all without somebody. She had already begun to lose hope. But her happiness in the children’s camp has been appointed disco. And we went! Charges decentportion of cognac and prihvativ excellent mood.

His wife was tremendous dressed: black shoes at kabluchkah, yubochka short black and white T-shirt, through which a little prosvechival lifchik. We have already approached. At many meters around the songs of folk artists separation. Tipa for chocolate. Come even closer to us tantsplaschadke waited another disappointment there free the entire camp. Animal mature free forest history. Since very young age. But we cool down a bit razglyadeli a few more adults and normally dressed people have ceased to feel clowns. It is a pity not have cognac.

Dance with children no desire was not as fast, and the guy was not there, too. But things have deterred us. And we are sowing at the shops began to look at the children’s holiday. Already became boring as the music suddenly stopped and some woman announced that orders for junior disco finished. Just a minute empty playground, children built, and felt left. Again, music and tune up here from bushes, with shops, because of the angles and from their rooms became vypolzat maturity of the camp population and senior squads. It was fun! dance, we would certainly not rushed, but now it was interesting to see and already was the idea tackle.

Unfortunately for Victoria (wife) that all the guy did not appear. We are embarked to dance, danced, got back, had some babulka domestic wine (and this is something in a children’s camp) we bought and drank, danced, soda, kissed, medljak - and I even zadiral her skirt O! patsany to goggle at how young - danced, sat still and suddenly she said: he came. Medljak. She does not wait, and invites it goes. They dance. Zakurivayu and I’m in a little shadow. Here they are, among others.

About something baltayut. She ironing his hand on a white shirt on his back. Ulybajsja. Whispers something to him in the ear. Pesenka ends, she kisses him in the cheek and departs in the side. It is one. But he fits. Again chat about something laugh. A few songs even medljak and now he pulled her to dance. Again dance. But now, and he has already ironing her back. Spukaetsya below. Mmmm. It becomes interesting. They still chat as silhouettes suddenly merged. Priglyadelsya and the truth - aim! Ten Minutes, probably kissed.And went to the beach.

I am a bit behind. On the beach quite some parochek senior squads. They go in the direction along the coast, I go in the shade of buildings. Light moon, bright stars, lanterns Rescue Station, I see them as the palms. They sadyatsya by the sea. The goal, she zadiraet him T-shirt and sit on top, he lies. Gay teen farewell fire plan. She kisses his face, chest pupok, rasstegivaet jeans, he lifts pelvis, she knees before tightening it with jeans and pants. He faces! (to be). She took in the arm and nespesha water on his penis. Something whispers to him on th e ear, pordnimaetsya and flees. He did not immediately opomnilsya. Tries to stand on his knees but trousers hampered. He skidyvaet jeans, pants and tightened so only in shorts running for his wife. He runs much faster than her, but she ran toward the camp and sovsemi soon flee, he stopped behind it frightened to meet people.

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