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When I was born, then of course I am not aware of anything happening in this world, I am not interested in anything except my mother breast (well, so I think that I could still interested?) As podrastaniya, I liked to expand their horizons, develop world , In good faith to swing open its doors to me, something obzhigalo me, something warm and rejoice, but this is the essence of my knowledge the world? The main thing in my childhood cloudlessness (very early) I have not met poor people who could have something in me adjust to another (bad) Giant.
The house where I was born and grew up to 8 - by the years I was neighbour - a girl Lena, we were born almost in one day, our mothers were lying together in the hospital, and then we were together all the time. We are things even a joint life! Represented? We always played together, we draznili bride and bridegroom neighbourhood boys. And even the most first-time (5 years) we have with it was something like seksaNu, we played to our favourite game in the doctors, her mom worked as a doctor, and as the game gone too far and we frankly caress , Moved everywhere each other, more studying all aspects of our differences, then we came to the conclusion that my wand created to put it in the hole available to it! What we are doing, but from that comment was not enough.
By that time, I have quite professionally wanker, and even my stick a little tverdela! This was very pleased, but I did not know what’s happening with me when I tereblyu her for quite some time - is becoming very, very good! And then everything changed.
They came her cousin brother, he was a year older, and now from this moment (this, I now realize that even then I was not the same as all), I damn to Lenku. His name was Kostya, and he had to carry with me and only me, as mother, and he loved me as a mother, and I loved it, too, most of all on earth (well, except for Mom, of course). We were together all the time, its that we enjoyed for festivals. We flee in a field outside our house was near the railway and bridge over the rails on which cars went.
Near the bridge was a little ovrazhek sploshnyakom obrosshy iwi, but around ovrazhka bolottse was small, and if withdraw sandaliki and socks, and move through bolottse, and dense bushes, then okazyvaeshsya in the tiny fluffy polyanke, which are not visible with either the top, with roads, nor laterally, v. K. willow so tightly closed all this place that receives, as if polyanku mohnatoy covered with large green hat.
About this place did not know even the ubiquitous local shpana. Well, stand in the ravine bushes, and who want to dirty in the swamp? A Kostya opened this place quite by accident, when he was with his aunt returned from a store, they were just on the bridge, and he sdulo kepochku wind, it just landed in the middle of the green hats. He said aunt that necessarily has to kepochku, and up a well! The result has opened a wonderful place! He told me about him only, and more than anyone, even his sister and aunt did not say anything! And here we are all being run there.
That’s when something started and all. We all told stories, durachilis, fought and always won by Kostya, well, he is stronger! After all the battles we valyalis at travke and Kostya started me iron that I loved madly, especially when he hands podlezal under shirt, I answered the same, we really loved, he Chapter I, I, we continued reckless and dance on our hands bodies each other, occasionally from the things thattilt the ordinary thing to withdraw.
So podolzhalos until we do not remain in some panties, they withdraw some reason, neither he nor I have not resolved, but allowed all hands, and body we knew each other perfectly! Already at such a young age and I have and he had special seats on the body, touching of the tremor which caused a pleasant and tingling below abdomen, which pisunchik tverdel on how much can! But beyond poglazhivany we have not visited. Then we each wanker myself and experienced a sense of sladostnoe called orgasm, a little otdohnuv, dressed and happy fled their homes.
This continued until the end of summer, and then went Kostya! As I cried when he left, how could he calms me say that necessarily come at next summer, but I somehow feel that more never see. And so it happened, came the following summer, and the bones were not, then I learned that in the early summer, before he was to go into the city to us. TO ME. he drowned. But WHY? WHY ON?!?! I prorydal all remainingsummer, almost anywhere without leaving home.
And why? Why? Indeed, more bones WAS NOT! He was my first love. THIS. And after that, I noticed that the girl I’m not interested! Boys in kindergarten tried all the time podglyadyvat for them, and I was not interested. What I saw there? Yes, all! And there is not anything interesting! And the boys I started to look into neskryvaemym with interest. Trying to catch something Kostino, in behaviour, in manners, in a conversation. Once, in the last summer (autumn in school, for the first time.
) Moved into our house the family, I immediately drew attention to HIM. Boy! Surprisingly beautiful, and even his older brother. The boy was called Deniska, and his brother Vadim. Devil - - everything as it was yesterday! I almost seven, Vadim, too, but Deniske five and a half. There is something in it resembled Kostya elusive. and awakened in me something hitherto caught, forgotten, no score zakroma me most of my subconscious. The more I looked at Denisku, the more it reminded me of the coast.
He smiled, well, exactly as Kostya! Handles correct shortiki - Kostya again! We quickly learned, and I started noticing that I am drawn to the irresistible Dinke. He is also responsible reciprocate, but I am afraid, very afraid of any wrong act to destroy that harmony prevailing inter us. Suddenly he was not such? - Read on my head. And never dared his stroke, as well as we have with Costa. And never seemed an appropriate moment, that would be open, then explain that, because Dinku always and everywhere accompanied by his brother, who certainly believed that he my best friend.
But still I have not talked about polyanku! I do not know why. This is beyond explanation. Just do not give! And then came Oleg! And so you may seem unforgivable, but I forgot everything! Oleg was 18, he came from Germany, he father served there in those days. Oleg entered the Higher School of Communication Team, which we now no longer, passed all exams, and before the school year spent all his time with us - klopikami.
T. K. anyone compliance with it by age was not. But this, and it was not necessary. He was boylaver (this is again just now, I realize) we just love each other. He tried to be only with me, and in the end, I showed him (then there is only my) shrine. he happy as a little! And we are now with Oleg to kick on now our polyanke. I am very fond of it lying on top, and he was full of happiness, when I fit onto a lay him and put his head on his chest. I was with him very well, I told him everything, all-everything.
I was so easily, when I catch him all that accumulated in my little soul. And then he picked me and started to iron, exactly as Kostya! He wanted me to replace ITS! And I took it for granted. We do the same section until a coward, and I again zaprygnul to him from above. How is it cool when he ironing me on the back, and then below, below. I felt my stomach that he had in his swimming zashevelilsya member, and I by that time already stood in all! and then he proposed to get rid of the remaining plavok on us! And no mention styanul me with my panties.
Pisyun podprygnul, stagnation and shamelessly sticks out ahead, and that’s when he gently turned me on the back, and tseluya me, gradually began sliding until it reached my holy saints. I remember bad, as everything was more in my head pomutilos, unprecedented bliss fills me up to the edges, as champagne, which is poured into a glass, and thorns, and spray blistaya, so asfoam, poured through the region! I saw stars in broad daylight, as if to pour over o my first hot and then cold water, and I think that for a few mngnoveny I lost consciousness.
Difficult to breathe, I opened their eyes, and through a troubled shroud, razglyadel net, happily smiling face Oleg. Daily mature pantyhose videos olya. shroud slowly eased, and I saw Olezhkinyh pyatno.Ya wet shorts because he did not have to withdraw them! And then I wept, he grabbed me in neponimaya armful, became ukachivat as a small, and sheptal me: Ar
e you hurt? What happened? I made you ill? vshlipyvaya which I replied that now he will not be with me, because for me it from inventory! And it scared at first that I like something is wrong reacted to his laska, in good laughed and said I was a fool that he is also like I was pleased, and that all is well, well, he had something there explained, but I have not listening to him, he just sat on his knees tightly to it and press the light of happiness, because I knew that he would not abandon me! Our meeting lasted for 2 years, and during this time he never made me sick or something else, never zagovarival that I there pososal it or even that.
I myself came to this. He was a very big! But I very much like to try it. We went in the sauna once, and when the section, I saw that his member of military tensions and pulses! I silently slipped to its knees and using IT in their mouth palm tried to put an end to it. And I have nothing left! maximum of what I achieved, it is zapihnut only hea d into the mouth, which filled my whole mouth. But from this Olezhka was happy he did not Ride to me, because I was afraid that I zahlebnus, it was a miracle! Then we moved with his mother, and I already Oleg S not seen so often. and then do our meetings stopped, and I again left alone. But a while!. 
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