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Waltz LOVE

... The end of the working day. Usually at this time I go home to the 92 th bus. So this time, I have not changed their habits. The bus came to a stop on time, on schedule. Therefore, I did not have to wait long for it. Salon bus turned out to be half empty, which is rare. He sat on his favorite seat near the driver's cab. From there, I usually like to watch the behavior of passengers and make for themselves associative conclusions. Some time before my eyes was a familiar sight. Here, the next stop, "Department store". There always gets a lot of passengers. Involuntarily, I perked up. And, as it turned out, is not groundless. My attention was attracted by a genuine which became the girl who did not pass through the cabin and stopped near the middle door. I could not tear his eyes from her. "What a harmonious shape of her body! It is worthy of the brush of Leonardo da Vinci! Before this unearthly creature is not a sin and serenade sing and compose poetry about it! Her breasts, high and elastic; hair, thick and hot black; eyes large and expressive; hip, exciting relief, even capable of sustained unbalance. What a harmoniously her face, eyes, figure! Not enough words to express the full range of sensations!" I continued to passionately show through on her with his eyes. All what he saw made me overjoyed. Fortunately, she was standing in such a way that I had the wonderful opportunity to see the whole kartinu.I suddenly ("Can not be!!!"), She turned her head in my direction and confidently turned his gaze on me. The look was keen and profound. Outwardly, he did not express any emotions. Incredibly, I took his sight. We kept looking at each other. Our faces outwardly still expressed complete impartiality. But inwardly I felt unimaginable changes: the heart was ready to break out into a sensual ocean raged real hurricane. At some time after the next landing of passengers, we lost sight of each other. I was worried. It turned out she. This I determined after when our eyes met again. She was sitting near the middle door. Henceforth, we tried not for a moment lose sight of each other. I tell "we"As really I felt that it was well tuned to the wave of my soul. Really I felt her condition, and was convinced that this state has a reciprocal response. We voluntarily plunged into the unknown world of sensual harmony, and obeyed its internal laws. All that prevented our rapprochement, I began to confidently eliminate. The next moment, felt that she was "naked". Her eyes confirmed my feelings: they are filled with a unique shine of happiness. "Oh my God!!! But she did the same to me!" Now, we did not have any obstacles. We impetuously rushed towards each other. I was ready to take off with her in the heavens and in the cranes dance to perform "Waltz LOVE!"... A sharp jolt of the bus at a traffic light brought me to myself. "At the next stop out. Is this story a final? Awful! I want to crumble into small pieces and melt in the universe!" I do not know if she could "read" my true condition. But I had to get up and making their way to the exit. I went to the middle door and paused, putting her hand next to her hand. The bus pulled up. The door opened abruptly. "All!? The end!?" At this point she suddenly his hand pressed my hand. At the heart come the genuine relief. I did not move. The door closed. I stood beside her, involuntarily plunging into the maelstrom of unbridled excitement. I breathed in the heat of passion. On his forehead a cold sweat. I started to shake as lihoradke.V in this state, I drove a few more stops. Once on the outskirts of the neighborhood. She was standing next to me, surely pressed against my arm. In a moment it seemed that the heart stops. But it only seemed. "She really full and firm breasts"- Involuntarily I thought. The bus stopped. I went out and gave her his arm. Evening coolness made us both feel an inner trembling. Again she silently took my hand. "From a breast of any man is able to get crazy! Amazing !!!" It is as if a red-hot volcano burned my whole body. We quickened their pace. The road on which we were not remembered: my own feelings were important. I not noticed that crossed the threshold of her house. But really felt that, as the fish hit the native habitat. All our actions are carried out solely in silence, motivated only by the internal gusts. So I helped her undress. Subsequently, he behaved like a landlord. Internally it is not opposed to this. The room sat her down at the table as the most expensive guest (in her apartment, then ?!), and began to prepare a candlelight dinner. She watched in fascination for my actions. Surprisingly accurately I was guided in her apartment. Soon the table was laid. Our eyes met again. And we again "We heard" melody "Waltz LOVE". According to her cheeks flowed drop of tears. Silently I held his hand over her flushed face. We are committed to maintain the harmony of music, sounding in our hearts. Externally, our faces were still cool and did not express any emotions. The main events took place exclusively at the domestic level. It was not just a meal, but a peculiar touch to the nutrient source LYUBVI.V our inner world of one picture followed another harmoniously. The initiative was for me. After dinner I prepared the bath. He helped her to undress. She stripped me. We were both filled with love. Directing their admiring glances at each other, we are on a moment frozen, and then harmonically closer to each other and instinctively felt as we walked through the newly "Waltz LOVE".Pod Searing jet of water (or so it seemed to us ?!) we plunged into a new wave of sensations. Our movements were harmonious and natural. Consciousness, we did not record what happens on the physical, and that on the spiritual level. More importantly, we came to the finish line at the same time. From the bathroom, I went out first. And she still continued to be under the influence of the beautiful feeling of love elixir derived from the harmonious muzhchiny.Postel also prepared himself. When she was naked and inimitably charming, he came into the room, everything was ready. I was lying on her bed, wide open, his arms filled with longing. It is like a heavenly creature swam in unimaginable dance. It seems that around the flower swirls of surprising beauty butterfly. The beauty was in this dance. And when the flower is filled with juices of love, butterfly slowly and very gently landed on the stem ... Consciousness unintentionally caught barely audible erotic and at the same time, a harmonious melody "Love Waltz"...