Maria Vasilyevna
Maria Vasilyevna - we have a street woman Masha - a woman, not particularly prominent, average fatness woman, a little older than 50 years, not a big height, where that 165, at first glance modest, but in fact, it does not look quite so. Her husband is Sergei Vladimirovich, tall somewhere 180, thin, noisy man, a lover to pour behind the collar. Houses on our street were built on the land selected from the estates of other houses, and therefore turned out not large, and to increase the area allocated plots of land across the street, each its own directly opposite the house.
The land went from the road to the forest plantation, where there was a total of eight acres of land, planted tal potatoes, cabbage, corn which was often stolen some scaping, so that people when the harvest matured it guarded, and since the road it was not convenient, made such at the planting at the end of the garden, and there even arranged the night. After two houses from Maria Vasilyevna neighbors did not guard their garden, but the hut of branches and all sorts of sticks were built. Where often hid their son Oleg, having moved a little alcohol, so that the lady did not notice to rest there until dark.
In the evening, maria Vasilyevna turned her head around the gate, looking at the sky, making sure that there were no clouds, swaying from side to side, went along the path trodden in the garden to the hut, where she was placed sitting on the stool she brought with her. Turning her head on the neighbor's huts rose, went to the hut, but leaning down coming to him passed by. In the forest strip, she straightened up and without leaving it went, as well as in the swing to the next garden, where behind his hut sat neighbor Piotr Nikolaevich the husband of her friend Lydia Ivanovna. Seeing her he also stooped to the landing.
Standing next to her, he said something showing his hands then on the house, then on the garden. She listened to her head. sometimes switching from foot to foot, stepping back, then moving into the fart. Then he said something to her, stop waving his arms. She shrugged. I twisted my head around, peering into the thickets of the landing, confused, as if there was something to see. then that then said to him and turning went deep into the landing. He followed her, carefully treading on the ground, stepping over the dry branches.
Approaching the not a large clearing, Maria Vasilyevna stopped. He asked her something, but she did not answer anything and began to bully the dress to the waist (There was nothing under the dress, and a second later there was her bare ass of impressive size. Holding one hand raised dress, the other took up the tree. He rubed his butt, trampled on the spot, then leaned very sharply against her.
After that he began to make movements backwards. She moved her hand to her knee and the tree again, then she trembled clutching the tree with both hands.
The land went from the road to the forest plantation, where there was a total of eight acres of land, planted tal potatoes, cabbage, corn which was often stolen some scaping, so that people when the harvest matured it guarded, and since the road it was not convenient, made such at the planting at the end of the garden, and there even arranged the night. After two houses from Maria Vasilyevna neighbors did not guard their garden, but the hut of branches and all sorts of sticks were built. Where often hid their son Oleg, having moved a little alcohol, so that the lady did not notice to rest there until dark.
In the evening, maria Vasilyevna turned her head around the gate, looking at the sky, making sure that there were no clouds, swaying from side to side, went along the path trodden in the garden to the hut, where she was placed sitting on the stool she brought with her. Turning her head on the neighbor's huts rose, went to the hut, but leaning down coming to him passed by. In the forest strip, she straightened up and without leaving it went, as well as in the swing to the next garden, where behind his hut sat neighbor Piotr Nikolaevich the husband of her friend Lydia Ivanovna. Seeing her he also stooped to the landing.
Standing next to her, he said something showing his hands then on the house, then on the garden. She listened to her head. sometimes switching from foot to foot, stepping back, then moving into the fart. Then he said something to her, stop waving his arms. She shrugged. I twisted my head around, peering into the thickets of the landing, confused, as if there was something to see. then that then said to him and turning went deep into the landing. He followed her, carefully treading on the ground, stepping over the dry branches.
Approaching the not a large clearing, Maria Vasilyevna stopped. He asked her something, but she did not answer anything and began to bully the dress to the waist (There was nothing under the dress, and a second later there was her bare ass of impressive size. Holding one hand raised dress, the other took up the tree. He rubed his butt, trampled on the spot, then leaned very sharply against her.
After that he began to make movements backwards. She moved her hand to her knee and the tree again, then she trembled clutching the tree with both hands.
3 years ago