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One priest had three daughters, but...
honeydew. He lived in a remote village, but the parish
was not completely rotten, so they lived
decently.Always had an employee or
a worker, they had horses and cows.
The only problem is that the priest’s workers work long hours
didn't get along, but it was all through the daughters - very
they chased them, now for this, now for that, and
If anything goes wrong, you won't end up screaming. And
so a guy hired them for cheap
such a quick price, he knew how to please everyone
die. His name was Ivan, he was a guy
strong, beautiful. Ivan didn’t live long, but
The young ladies managed to like it. All day he
pleased them, fulfilled all requests without hesitation
talk. The young ladies loved him, got used to him
him as if he were his own, so often
joked with him in words.
Ivan sees that you can live here
Wits, and decided to resort to cunning. Time
The priests have gathered in the kitchen, sharpening their swords. A
Ivan walks around the kitchen and all for his saphon
grabs it, everyone scratches it. One
The young lady noticed and asked:
- Why are you, Ivan, grabbing your pants?
Are you still scratching something?
- Yes, I’m looking for a scratcher out of habit. At home
I oftenI scratched it, but there was nothing there.
- What were you scratching her about?
- So what else? Take it, pledge it
you eat the young lady in the crack between her legs
and sniff. And it's done well - right behind
you can't pull your ears away.
- How can that be, Ivan? What, the young lady doesn't have
does it hurt when you put a scratcher in there?
- Why will it hurt? She feels good
it becomes delicious. It's just like pie
bite into the jam.
- I didn’t even know. I have this crack
It itches often, so I scratch it with my finger.
another time you’ll forget, you’ll touch it with your fingernail,
you will be scratched painfully. And you have no scratcher
nails?
-Where would they be there?
- Well, if it doesn’t hurt, then I can help you.
I'm sorry, you're a brave lad. If you want
scratch, so scratch your scratcher on mine
hole.
The sisters did not hear this conversation,
they just ran out into the yard, and to Ivan it was
on hand. While she was alone, Ivan and
rith:
- Young lady, I want to scratch now.
- Well, let's go to the barn.
They went to the barn, Ivan stood with her
flirts, touches the tits, then the
this crack. She felt hot there. And Ivan,
know, the heat is throwing up on her - all the folds
felt it. Feels like she's full of juice
let me in. So the girl got so hot that she had a fever
she began to shake. Then he took out his
the stick, pulled up the hem of it and stuffed it almost
up to the balls. Ivan had a stake, so
that he tore the young lady's virginity without any reason
labor, just like tissue paper, and
scratched her as much as he wanted. She wasn't either
away from scratching. Ivan hasn't been released yet
managed, and the girl suddenly jumped up and hugged
pressed him tightly, so tightly that it hurt
became. The crack is playing out, tugging -
He's hugging the scratcher and won't let go.
Here Ivan finished.
Only then did she feel that
It's a little sore inside. Looks - blood!
Ivan reassured her:
“This,” he says, “is just for the first time.”
zu. Tomorrow we'll scratch it again and won't get sick
there will be.
After this she boasted to her sisters,
how she scratched herself with Ivan, and how pleased she was
it was itchy. They had no idea that
to do this is shameful and sinful, you yourself
They scratched themselves a little. The case is known as
the crack is covered with fluff, it itches, can’t be wiped off,
you eat. And the priests, consider them adults,
Marfutkas have been scratching theirs for a long time. As per the
the rins will lie down for the night, each with their own
It will cover itself with a board and set itself on fire.
It almost wipes to the point of a hole, it’s not enough for them.
And we checkedsisters that Ivan has
there is a tool for this. They really wanted
I wanted to try what kind of scratcher it was.
The first one said that it would be hard to itch with Ivan
much sweeter than herself. And it never occurred to them
what didn’t get in while secretly from one another
they began to go to Ivan’s barn and
fuck with him to your heart's content. And Ivan all three
I waved in lines as long as I wanted. Since then
he was blissful better than in paradise: little
that it itches to its heart's content, lunch was given the best
hey, it’s always the first piece for him, right?
there is no need to die.
Almost six months passed like this. notices
Ivandelo is thin: all three young ladies began
belly. Combed! He then got ready to
reap So he chose a convenient time - that's it
went to bed after dinner, gathered my clothes
he tied his wits, put them on his shoulders, and off he went!
He grabbed a pebble and poked around in the gardens.
One young lady, however, did not sleep, for-
She noticed that Ivan was leaving and rushed
in pursuit of him. He runs - she follows him,
he's faster - she doesn't lag behind, know it's hot
behind him and shouts:
- Ivan, give me back my comb... Ivan, wha-
give me the tag!
Ivan sees that nothing is wrong with her.
you do - stuck like a shirt to the back
place. He took it and threw a pebble into the river:
- Here is your scratcher, look in the water, - and you
moved further.
Popovnatucked her dress in and climbed into
water and began to rummage along the bottom. I searched, I searched
ah, there’s nothing. Returned home and complained
dad:
- Dad, our Ivan ran home and took away -
lost my scratcher. I saw, I chased
him, he threw her into the water. Go look for me
I still won’t live without her.
But the priest didn’t understand what kind of thing he was talking about
She keeps repeating the tag, but she thought that Ivan
threw her comb with diamonds into the water.
I took my whole family with me and went looking.
The young ladies threw off their dresses and in only their shirts
we got into the water. Pop threw off everything
clothes and also went to use the same shirt
roll Everyone bowed and scratched along the bottom
hands. For a long time they felt the bottom, but no one
I didn't find anything.
The priest is already exhausted, his back hurts
at his place. Tired of walking bent over, looking at
zah turned green. He straightened up and stood, and
His shirt was a little short.
The younger priest looked at the old man,
She ran headlong towards him, but how could he grab him?
for that very place. Pulls like an ox by the
roar. The priest was frightened, his eyes were wide-
shielded and marveled. And she was happy and shouted
cheat to sisters:
- That’s where Ivan’s scratcher is, and we’re looking for it.
! Look what a folder! And don't be ashamed, they took it
scratch and be quiet...
Pop thought thatdaughters went crazy
dili, and then I saw how wet the shirts were
They tightened their bellies: that’s it! Looks like
my daughter's bellies. I bit my own tongue
I guessed what was going on. That's what she's like...
salka.
I wanted to chase Ivan, but already
late.
FAKE GIRL
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One guy went to a neighboring village to
visit the matchmaker. And he was handsome
rogue, he doesn’t even look much like a lad, more
he looked like a girl, and he had a voice too
it was thin, like a girl's. If you want-
he wanted to go to the party, and the boys he
I was afraid to appear, they would beat me again, and not beat me
they will demand a big magarych. And on-
he thought of making such a joke: he took it from
put on girl's clothes - put on a skirt, tied
He wrapped himself in a scarf and went to the vespers. Dev-
it didn’t even occur to the chats that this is not
girl. Everyone is hovering around her, asking
They say what’s going on in her village, what
on the street, at the evening party. Began to sleep
lies down, girls visiting girl on
they pull the grab, one towards themselves, the other towards the se-
be.
- I’ll go to bed with Marusya!
- No, I'm with her! They argued for so long, each wanted
take it with you. The elder won
daughter, insisted on her own, put a guest
nearby. Here they lay down. Fake Marusya with
Natasha hugged and started talking about
all sorts of things. Marusya, let's ask -
What about them, are the girls sleeping with the cotton?
tsami, or not. Natasha told her about everyone
hall And Marusya says:
- And you, sister, haven’t tried it yourself -
what about the boys?
- God forbid, is this possible! I'm afraid
I. When you have to get married, your eyes
they will crawl out of shame.
- Well, sister, you’re not the first, not you
You'll be the last one.
- That’s how it is, but it’s better to be honest,
than blink your eyes later.
- What, Natasha, you girls are each other?
Are you playing with a friend or not?
- What are you talking about? Am I not understanding?
- Eh! And here, oh, how interesting they play around!
- How then? Tell me, Marusya.
- Don’t you know it yourself? When for
I really want one to fit on top of the other and
fidgets. Everything will become a little easier.
- That's how it is with you, Marusya. And we have girls
they are stupid and don't know this. In our factory -
There is no such thing.
- Let me teach you. Lift up your skirt, climb
at me, and I’ll lift you up, let’s have some fun.- Yes, I don’t know how, you’d be better off.
- No, first you, and then me.
Fake Marusya so that she doesn't
stuck out, pinned him down with his belt. Ctapoctuha
the girl climbed onto Marusya and rubbed herself
marfutka, nothing came of it, only her
I teased her even more, and she started to feel feverish.
“Well, now I’m on you, Natasha,” I say.
Hall Marusya.
The fake Marusya climbed onto Natasha,
got her fool out from under her belt, and
the girls were so itchy, they were burning with fire. Sweats-
he feces her lightly, from above, just to
tear it harder, and then pull it
no, I tore my hymen. And she's in a fever
I didn't feel it.
He waved her, and she waved, and so
I didn’t realize that it was all for real. Cumshot
He got off her, Natasha, and said:
- Oh, you, Marusya, and Semyon, it’s all the same
like the lad has a good rooster. Guests, Mapy-
Xia, with the matchmaker longer, I’ll play with you
vat.
The lad lay with her until daylight, and
I waved her less than three times. And in the morning
ate the matchmaker, and quickly went home,
until we figured out what kind of Marusya was coming -
la.
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Well, my friend, you read iteighth
Ukrainian fairy tale about erotic similarities
Denia! Are you satisfied? Mdas.. You probably
overexcited and all that... so
take a rest before reading the last ones
fairy tales edition "S".
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