سانه

That night, like tonight, it had been raining since morning, with the difference that I was not alone, and by the same wet window, a girl was walking at my feet with hot peaks of alcohol, to the health of whatever was and was not. When I saw this twenty-eight-year-old medical student on the street, I saw black and wheatish eyes and eyebrows. I'm looking for a hidden sense of madness and unexpected relationships in sex. It was raining non-stop. He tore open his filthy form and flesh and touched the swollen wet volume between his legs with his hand, and did so until he was sure that my hand was on his chest. In the three months we were together, we had experienced any kind of relationship from all kinds of fetishes, hard sex, soft sex, dirty work, and so on. And surely we both knew what to expect from each other. A cool breeze was coming out of the half-open window and it was sitting on his bare and hot breasts. I wanted to close the window but he would not let me in. We both burned.

I removed my hand from between her legs. My hand was filled with hot and viscous liquid. The palm of my hand was stuck with a short black short hair. He put it on his lips and buds, and his eyes were closed. He did this several times and repeated it. A few minutes passed in that state. I closed my eyes and listened to the rain. The cool air was swirling in my hair. The pictures in front of me are nothing but illusions and dreams. He took it and hissed his mouth and went and locked my mouth. My water in his mouth was empty; Because it was not the first time, it did not come too much. The tension was still hot. He was talking carelessly in my ear. I lit a cigarette and he took it from me before I put the corner of my lip. I pushed his hand back and put the bottom of the cigarette on his lip. He whispered in my ear that he wanted to eat again… He had been satisfied four times since morning and was still thirsty. It was getting dark and the air was dark. I said let's go out for a walk.

I said, "Let's go out for a walk." I grabbed his hand and lifted him up. Rain; The alley was more secluded than ever, and one by one the passers-by hurried to their homes. We walked in the same neighborhood for half an hour. A few meters away, a row of high beams illuminated the space a little in the halo of light. The drunkenness was slowly jumping over our heads. They had wet my hair. He was playing with my cream while sitting on his pants. And without any hindrance, he pulled down the zipper of my pants and took my half-asleep cream in his hand. I could not hear a sound. The iron was clinging to my body; Water was dripping from our hair, but we were still hot from the effects of the sunset. I put his wet lips on my lips and plunged them firmly into my mouth. He stood half-bent. He lifted his coat and unbuttoned his pants. From behind the bulge of her buttocks, a light shone under the light. She moved her buttocks mischievously, and as usual, she always asked me to caress them. He greeted me. Drops of water dripped on his hips and he fell to the ground with the blows of my hand. I opened his thighs a little with my hips. With each movement, he moved his finger back and forth. I would abuse his trust, because all his recklessness towards me was from the trust he had seen in me. There was a moan of pleasure, and with each movement I pulled myself back and forth. Little by little, the sound of his moans grew louder, and I put my hand over his mouth so as not to attract the attention of the night owl or passers-by who might pass by. Among the pines and the situation we were in, we were safe from all sides. But I did not want anyone to notice the sounds. I put my hand firmly on his mouth and we were busy from behind. He sucked my finger and bit me. My other hand . My back was still inside her hips. I waited for a few seconds for her to calm down and then slowly pulled her out. She was still bent over and had her hands on her knees. I lifted his leg; he had filled my hand with the same warm liquid again. He was very satisfied and had not yet fully returned to normal. I sat there on the rock. He was in front of me. I was still in place and my penis had just tightened. I opened his thighs a little from behind. He lowered his waist and opened his hips more.

A few minutes passed in the same way until his breathing peaked again. Meanwhile, the groaning man, while opening his large white buttocks with both hands on both sides, said: بزن… بزن… .بزنم….))

I tightened the blows of my hand نشست he sat on the ground as he bent down. With each blow of my hand, the pulses of the pulsation trembled violently and drops of water were thrown around.

M: If you want to eat everywhere, do it

He opened his hips more with both hands. Kills a man. From the angle I was standing. His tight, wet, and well-shaped body was wide open. His nostrils were still waiting for my blows. It opened with more pressure and the surface of my hand hit the whole of my buttocks. .

He was satisfied for the second time. This time he knelt down without delay… we were both muddy and wet…. And the movement of her tight and well-shaped lips with my penis stimulated me more than anything. It was the first time I had intercourse outside the house. I took it off; he immediately pursed his lips to strike me again on the lips, but I did not do so. I took my back and hugged him. He pressed his head against my chest. The heat of his breath hit my wet throat and gave him double pleasure. We stayed for a few minutes until he came and poured it into his hands.

We were both completely overwhelmed, and after that the great storm plunged us into a wonderful and indescribable calm. He had revived the joy of freedom in us.

The night passed and the sky was red and depressing. I pulled up my pants. The trace of alcohol was completely gone and there was nothing left of it but a full and inflamed bladder. When he was worse than me, he looked at me mischievously and stood in front of me. He lifted his muddy coat and started urinating in front of me. While I was looking at him in surprise, he came forward and the women's wheel grinned Had lips; He pushed his urine around with pressure and subconsciously poured a few drops on me. Although I was wet and upset at that time, his childish lightness was to provoke me before he made me angry. And more importantly, to get out of now And the air of his undeniable sobriety and dignity increased his charm many times over. I came. He had finished his work and was pulling up his pants. That night we returned home with indescribable calm. First of all, we both went to the bathroom and then went to sleep with two cups of hot tea and a cigarette behind it….

The dog's night

Who has experienced it yet?

Cold night!

Night burner!

Night walk!

Night city!

Mother's night!

Night milk!

The night of five eleven-day-old puppies!

Night eyes!

Red night!

Whisper night!

Night of fear!

Breast night!

Empty night!

Shame on the dog!

Meat night!

The night of my sister's death!

Night is over!

Celebration night;

Until another night and another celebration!

Is this how the night goes for a dog?

Or to dogs