orphans of doom


amy slept badly at night. in the morning, she prepard herself a toast with butter and ham on who's, although she had no appetite, but she said that she simply has to eat something than what she will probably waiting in her stomach... during the breakfast watched totally dumm morning program where two presenters (dozen blond girl who wants to look like a little beauty and fett-face guy with a beard who's disguised as a handsome). both are trying to pretend that they are totally on top of things in all dimensions, considered intelligent questions and make jokes. everybody who has in mind a piece of the brain is clear, however, that they're total idiots who have all rehearsed in advance, and each issue beyond their prepared responses is totally derailed. fucking dicks ... amy held it out about two minutes and than she´d better go to do very strong coffee with brown sugar and milk, as she likes and went for a cigarette and then another one. outside, it smelled a nice spring, and birds (like almou in all of these stories) chirping like mad. amy had quite a lot of time. a meeting was arranged on 10:30, and it's a short walk. she'll walk. when she weas sipping coffee she remembered that young sympathic, shy student that he work in the wine shop at greta´s sideways. yesterday he finally dared to ask her out on a date (if he did not, amy would invite him alone). his name is huge and came from the north. originally, he meant more to the south, perhaps to the states (NY lured him), but he thought that firstly he´ll finish school, earn some money and than he´ll go. he studied classical literature and moonlighted as a assistant sommelier in a wine shop near the center. although much dust there did not earn, but he enjoyed his job very, very much. it probably does not belong here completely, but incidentally he has incredibly big dick, which foundered on his relationship with brenda and also all the previous ones .... he started to understand wine quite enough (even have envisioned that he opened a wine shop, but he honestly knew that nothing will come of it), and also used to go there quite nice people, which he can talk with them about all sorts. one of the regular visitors were also tiny brunette, beautiful as a summer sunday morning. her eyes were almost always rather sad, but sometimes glittered in them a hint of interest or joy, or how would it can be called, especially when huge talked about wines from south america ( he was well performed). she smelled of a mixture of spices and perfumes of cigarette smoke. Fundamentals, she wore black clothes and hated heels. she went irregularly, but always showed at least two to three times a week. hugh waited for her every single day. recently, he wasn´t looking forward to anything else. he even used to take work on weekends, in the case she showed. yes, he loved her, loved her amazingly ... hugh was not directly shy, but nor particularly punchy. amy helped him, cause she was his customer, and simply he had to talk to her. when they met for the first time hugh offered her malbec 2014 mendoza by la azul, and since then she did not go for anything else. amy liked wine pretty much (and even more sex), a combination of both accounted for amy the very absolute peak. she didn´t has anyone for a long time now and she quite liked hugh. he is nice, decent and ordinary. not like pete ...

they both agreed at 5 o´clock in the evening. they will go to a cheap italian restaurant and then stroll down the riverfront. they did not deal about that, but they really would like to fuck, both. and then they wake up other morning next to each other ...

they enjoyed both, just amy had some qualms about it this morning.

when she finished her hundred and fifty cigarettes, she went to take a shower and for a long time she shaved her pussy. she put on it a serious matter. he did not get there any embarrassing comma or something. she shaved her ensemble including the anus, which is not easy, but it was pretty mellow at that time. in addition, the producer wanted it this way. she took long cotton stockings and light blue g-strings. basically she didnt´t wore a bra. on the stals, before her house she met ms. schweiz, old lady who always wanted to talk about how she was young and beautiful. amy waggled her everything and gave her a smile. her journey was quite fast. when she came up at the place (it was an expensive hotel with moderate black tiles on the crapper, old doorman and elevator music which is flown in a strongly instrumental version (guitar + drum) major lazer - get free, it was a five minutes to half.

producer and cameraman in one person opened the door exactly 10:30 in room number 217. he was a nice guy with navel, in a expensive suit, obviously crazy, but not dangerous. he played playacting that the entire casting makes for one illustrious company of "industry," but it just did everything purely for his needs. he made with her a brief interview in english (typical questions like – are you masturbating, do you like anal intercouse and similar shit ...) and then he wanted to undress, go on her knees and suck his dick. that was enough for him. he was rather looking like bird ... his disk smelled a little bit of odor, but it was not so bad, she had worse ... she took it quite as routine and probably she quite liked it either. he reminded her his dad ... sucked him completely dry until he writhed on the couch ... then together put a cigarette on the balcony (amy remained naked and japs from the next room staring at a pretty wide-eyed) and producer / cameraman told her that the actor will come soon ... for the moment somebody knocked at the door and appeared hugh ... evening rendezvous was not held ... well, what? both of them needed money ... hugh went to work and amy already dindn´t showed there… it´s a pitty… she liked his dick…




me casa est su casa


sheesha strolled down the street and feel fine again. these eternal quarrels, slander, plates broking, sobing, making up, drinking and fucking tired him tremendously. although he was a little kid, so he was not crying because of that. he prefer walking to aunt lily. her lifestyle was completely different than he knows and she was crazy by the way. she attended lecture him always naked, she was always cheerful and from her cunt dangled red shoelace. sheesha do not really understand it, but chase, a guy from the class explained to him, that a woman's monthly flow of blood cunt when they are not pregnant and have something to stop the blood. so there stuffed with cotton lace, so it could then pull out because it is too deep and allegedly why you have to have a really big dick, he could he really do that. chase knew better than sheesha. chase shows his dick very often ...

aunt lily was a good and very pretty too. uncle fred hanged himself, and nobody knows why. aunt lily ever since (at least as far as i know) did not find anyone else. sheesha had always great time with her. she always poured a little sherry with water to him. she drank red, domaine de l´obrieu cule les antonins 2010, and the fact we played really good chill out sessions handsome by modeling – sunshine. she hadn´t got absolutely great voice, but sang cleanly and was singing into a lighted.

lately, sheesha used to go there more often and often. his parents had just appeased and in one piece drank and fucked. it was not a pretty sight. sometimes sheesha slept by lily. their parents did not care. similarly them, in this period he was rather a nuisance.

outside, just beginning to fall leaves, wild geese was about to warm landscapes and the air began sown winter. sheesha hummed and his back was dozing backpack. he went to lily straight from the school. In the middle of the street he met an elderly lady with her dog and she smiled at him. yet, he got rose and perke up such a good mood. he rode by lift to the third floor and rang the bell. lily was opened in robe, under which, as always, she had nothing, only the string. chase today all day grumbled into sheesha that when the aunt was poured and starts to snore, so let her pull the cord. sheesh it seemed everything strange, but he was curious. that would koalas ... it was friday afternoon and aunt had one bottle of red in itself. lily prepared sandwiches and started to talk about how she met uncle fred (always talking about when she had been drinking), what kind of guy he was, and how they walked along the boardwalk by the ocean and how all the women rotated at him. aunt lily was getting more and more drunk, babbling and smoked one after the other. throwing her legs over the side and sheesha between the legs still pacifier how the lanyard still sways from side to side. finally, she started to crying (it's always done) and then she dropped out on the couch. sheesha waited she rotates as he will need, and meanwhile sipped her unfinished drink watching the aunt how beautiful she is. approximately fifteen minutes later ran her aunt left foot from the couch and sheesha staring at her pussy. looking at as scalded and even thought that it take a picture on a handy that chase believed him. but because he felt some moral responsibility, and it finally didn´t ...

he pulled out two red balls on a string about the size of a walnut, which smelled oddly and were gooey.

sheesha covered lily by the blanket and stroked her hair. then he cleand up the whole apartment, washed the dishes, brought out the trash, watching the telly and then went to the bed.

at christmas day aunt lily gave him a teddy bear and on a new year´s eve she jumped under the train...

sheesha has nobody left but said himself that he will not give up ..






the curtain was pulled up and the premiere began. this movie was incredible shit. raymond never not made anything worse and vowed that with the good slashes this is the last movie he ever made. he was only thirty-five, beer was behind already quite a few films. frankly, except the first one all of them just sucks. the biggest ass on it was, that the larger the films was crap, the more money he got. actually, he did not really played. he just smile, sometimes someone gunned down and eventually fucked with the main woman character (which was already clear from the same beginning). thus, like in his life, just did not shoot anybody. after tonight premiere he was clear, fuck it!

he sat in the middle of the first row of padded lounge chairs (where else) next to him, mellisa. representative of the heroine, incredibly normal relaxed girl. she didn´t fit into this movie world of false friends and douche bags. probably, it was because of she came from a wee town from the midwest. mellisa was blond with a twinkle in her eyes and perfect feet. silicone tits also didn´t need.

she liked ray, but other than romantic scenes in this movie, they had nothing together. she liked his gentle dumbness (she did not say that he was stupid, he just simply an occasional things were running later than to the others ... but in the end it came to his mind, which was important)! She wasn´t definitely done to ray, like on so little allowed for putting it together after the party is over the top floor of the trump tower, where they had reserved the presidential suite for $ 10,000 per night (mellisa didn´t sleep in such kind of hotels and she was wondering what it will be there) .

it was the beginning of a warmy autumn and on the beaches during the day roamed surfers like in the early summer…

when the lights went on in the hall and the movie began, leaning on each other ray comfortable making sofas, corner of his eye he winked at mellisa smiled at her. she smiled back. instead of enjoying materialized popularity (today's evening belong just, just him, he was the one big star) and enjoyed to see mellisa naked later in the night and to what she allows him (ray was quite enough crazy) and how it will all congratulate pacify him, as great he was (because of serious he is), how convincingly does he played, what is a pity that he does not yet have an oscar, thought so at his childhood friend franzi, which one recently invited to his home with the prospect of a huge party, when going to talk about the good old days, booze up, roll a joint, listen to some good music and will end somewhere. instead, however, was quite spasmodic embarrassing meeting, when there was really nothing to talk about and ended before midnight with the fact that franzi should go to his girl. next morning came a short message from franci that ray is a fucking high and mighty dick. he was sad about it ...

under the silk chair ray has hoden two bottles of veuve clicquet special edition brut with two glasses. he poured both full and he gave one of them to mellisa. mellisa squeezed his hand.

the curtains spread, people started clapping (long, Infinite standind cation) ray felt like a fucking high and mighty dick.. yeasayer silly me 



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