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When Stella got out of the shower she had a depressive mood, she told me about how she loved a guy named Lenya about how they lived in the place and that he left her, although he was two years younger (he was 14) Stella told how Lenya saw her somewhere in the street accidentally pulling on her hand and fucking at the closest entrance that he could call her at any time and order her to eat his mouth and his friends and that she couldn’t refuse as much as he loves.
Frankly, I okhuel from such frank confession, as this cute girl could be such a fuck.
After this incident, we saw her several times, but this is a completely different story.
– Lord, well, how! – the Countess exclaimed at that moment, when, gently holding her fat ass over the ascetic face of the Archbishop, she spat out from the throat of her bulging pussy a huge lump of fatty snot into the gaping mouth of the half-choked cleric.
“I am glad, my daughter, that you are pleased,” he answered, swallowing the wafer of her emotions.
“However, my venerable pudendum also needs attention.”
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and get it, my father! – said the lady, and immediately seizing the rod with a purple knob, began vigorously rubbing it perpendicular to the length, increasing tempo and pressure, and the gentleman became more and more heated.
But, despite all her efforts, he soon spewed out a small trickle of real viscous sperm, which the Countess deftly caught her left nostrils and pulled through her nose with the same gusto as the Regency dandy sniffed tobacco.
The Archbishop’s language did not remain idle all this time, but thoughts about the diocese constantly distracted the spiritual person from more elevated duties, and therefore he became sluggish.

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Hurt by such neglect, the Countess took him as a disrespect for her charms, – to admit, fairly corroded syphilis, – and released into his face a fervent bzdeh as a sign of weak discontent.
However, this had the opposite effect: a decent husband, on the contrary, felt such a powerful stimulus for his erotic fantasies that his wrinkled penis jumped sharply and suddenly rested on the Countess’s chin, completely stunned her.
Noticing that she lost her senses, the Archbishop began to act with determination and agility, which helped the ordinary parish priest to attain the present wide popularity and honor.
Quickly turning her back, he opened his mouth to her and very briskly did the operation, which he usually resorted to only after breakfast.
You can kill a dog in different ways, he thought, but the most economical thing is to beat her with shit.
So for the cause! Hastily stuffing her nostrils with excesses (on the eve of the Archbishop had a tight supper), he plunged a dagger, very convenient to use, into her gut, and then planted his strained and kicking butter knife into the hole that had formed.
Smoking guts closed around his distracted member.
The convulsive pushes of the lady copied – what is there! – surpassed the most frantic convulsions of the most experienced courtesans and matron devotees.
The Archbishop ascended to heaven in a chariot of fire, which was truly seven times hotter than usual.
As soon as the streams of boiling love potion flooded the abdominal cavity of the rapidly decaying Countess (there was intense heat, and the lady had suffered internal gangrene for a couple of days), as soon as the venerable and righteous priest collapsed with a shriek that foreshadowed the coming insanity, the curtain jerked back on the body of his victim, and because of her carelessly made the reporter Daily M.
His cannon was still hanging out of his pants unbuttoned, because reporters do not wear pants and do not wear handkerchiefs, and he has just relieved the tension, discharging himself with a juicy, though viscous, molofya.
Glancing around the room, he noticed various amusing little things with professional keenness, and when the good Archbishop stood up and straightened his clothes, the reporter bowed courteously and asked His Lordship to deign to give him an interview.
His Grace found the reason insufficient and expressed doubt that the article in the gossip would satisfy all requirements.
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– Yes, I myself pay by the day! – the clergyman objected, retaining the wit even after such a stormy night.
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