Byvalshchina - Felista.

      
 
                                          
 They sang like the first people,
                                      We lived like free birds
                                  But they didn’t know at 13 what would happen,
                                          If you accidentally get drunk
 (C)DDT
                                          
Music By STRIGE                 
(c) SISOFT/TRG                  
                                          
 - 1 -                       
                                          
 Spiridon Martynych Ktorov           
 Was the director of the office            
 Glavzagotsnabsbytzerno -          
 He became one not so long ago.           
 Not tall, middle-aged,           
 Large forehead, handsome brunette.        
 Always shaved and ironed,           
 And in the shoulders there is an oblique fathom.         
 His office is working               
 It was furnished very well:        
 Chairs, a rather modest table,   
 Bookcase, huge sofa.      
 There is a door in leather, there are locks on it,       
 There are blank curtains on the window.              
 Portable writing instrument        
 And a siphon with cold water.          
 And in the reception room there is a secretary,        
Seventeen years old or older...       
 They tried for a month or two          
 And they were honorably discharged.           
 The day passed as fast as it could,            
 A new angel came.              
 It was the same this time,            
 Which is my story...           
                                          
 * * *                    
                                          
I returned from vacation,           
 He entered the door and smiled:        
The wondrous maiden sits,                
 He looks at him point blank.             
 The look is direct, open, clean.   
 "What's your name?" - "Felistoy.   
 Tamara has a bill,              
 Today is my first day."          
 "So, great!" Spiridon,       
 He stood up and bowed to her.          
 "Spiridon Martynych Ktorov -       
 I am the director of that office.           
 Also the first day at work.         
 Well. Then you will come to me.          
 I'll bring you up to date with everything."      
 Ktorov looked again,            
 Smiled, bowed              
 And he retreated into the penates.               
 And Felista was all lit up -          
 She wanted to see him now.         
 So that an accurate order is given,       
 So that later, not now.           
 Here I will break the thread of the story,      
 Because it is necessary immediately            
Tell about Felista               
 And describe it to you                   
 Tall, with a pleasant look,       
 With a very large round butt,    
 Headlong - not without ideas,           
 With the fifth number of breasts.            
 With a narrow waist,            
 With a lush, tender, scarlet mouth.       
 Hair - orange color,           
 Quite long to the nipples.      
The voice is languid andmelodious.            
 The look is extremely evil.        
 Here I will certainly note that           
 That he fucked perfectly.             
Knew a hundred different poses,           
 I adored pantheroses.                  
 She gave a sweet blowjob.               
 I learned everything at the age of ten.           
 In those years from the neighboring dacha          
 Helped solve problems              
 She has one artilleryman -              
 Uncle was not pure when it came to fucking.           
 He took out the dick quietly,          
 I made him iron lightly.        
I sat there myself, solving problems,           
 Explaining what it means where.         
 This was not clear,               
 But excitingly pleasant:               
 And an elastic dick in your hand,              
 And my palm in milk.                
 Arithmetic ended,              
 The girl's dress was removed.        
 And the language is large and flexible           
 He climbed into Felista's pussy.           
 At first it was painful,            
 The mouth whispered: “Please! Enough!”       
 But then it became commonplace.           
 Speed is gone.         
 And for the place of the language -                
 Her hand inserted the dick.   And about a year later               
 Learned to take a dick in your mouth.         
 The months flew by.              
 Breasts and ass were swollen.              
 The jungle was fluttering above the pussy.         
 Gaining experience in fucking.             
 And by the age of sixteen              
 Outdid all the ladies.              
 I could fuck for days.             
 tear, crawl, wriggle.       
 Chepaev style and doggy style, standing,       
 Lying down, in the mouth and in the ass.             
 With four, with five, with a platoon.   
 The girl was with the plant.            
 And now she was sitting,              
 She looked at her watch carefully.             
 And a storm was born in the pussy,          
 Storm! A storm is coming soon!           
 After all, Tamara told her:           
 "Spiridon is a dashing stabber."        
The heart beat sweetly-sweetly       
 And the squeak was somewhere in the uterus.           
 Hands stroked the pubis.                
 Well, call, call quickly.         
 And a pleasant caress call           
Ranged as if in a fairy tale.      
 I choked and drowned.              
 There is no time to waste.            
 The trill of the bell can be heard nowhere.         
Something sank in the pussy.             
 And Felista blazed up                
 She rushed headlong towards the door.       
 I broke in. She closed the curtains.          
 Turned all the locks.              
 She looked greedily at the sofa.          
 Lightning flashed sharply.              
 And in an instant there was                
 In what my mother gave birth to.           
 Spiridon jumped up like a bull           
 And he jumped up to Felista,            
 Cheerfully taking out his penis,               
 Which ended at the knees.              
 And then it is also fast            
 He dumped Felista on the carpet.  And so that you know who he is            
 He put his hand in her pussy.            
 But Feliista remained silent -           
 She liked the beginning.             
 She smiled somehow sparingly           
 And she grabbed the head with her mouth.            
 She began to retract that member,          
 Which ended at the knees.              
 Half the end has disappeared,            
 So two eggs are gone.               
 And there's a stick somewhere for her                
 Tickled between the breasts.               
 Spiridon shouted: “Oh, sweet!”       
 And he squeezed the uterus with his hand.              
 White glass colors               
 Sperm on the glass carpet.            
 And her eyes were burning,                
 The dick was breaking something in the body.          
 Hand clenched pussy,          
 So much so that I almost broke it.         
 They calmed down and rolled out.            
 We rested and fought again.        
 Here Felista stood up doggy style.          
 He inserted his dick into her ass.    
 And pussy with both hands               
 He began to thresh with his fists.            
 And grab her by the balls              
 And wants to tear it off.                 
 Rest again, flash again.        
He hasalready short of breath.                
 And she fucks him,                   
 It bites and scratches.               
 And squeal and have fun,           
 And sit with your pussy on your mouth.          
 He sticks his tongue into her,               
 That is mighty and great,            
 And he repeats: “I’ll die here.”           
 And the clock strikes twelve.            
 Blood and sperm - everything mixed up,   
 And Felista is crazy.              
 It was successful in the end            
 Tear off one egg.                
 And then with a stupid smile           
 Chew a piece of the butt.             
 He yells: "I'm running out, baby!"         
 And she gave him a note,                
 To make the dick stand.         
 And fuck, fuck, fuck...           
                                          
 In the morning, his corpse had cooled down           
I looked around as if I had arrived          
 Cremenalist from Moscow.             
 This is how the journalist ended his story
       Very sad, and added        
  "By the way, the investigator would be with us
Very young and very cute."             
 He turned pale and blushed.           
 I didn’t look at the girl.               
 So he leaned towards her without looking,       
 BeforeI apologized for this.              
 And he took it out of his mouth                
 Dick is a chewed piece.               
 And he uttered one question:               
 "Fuck him. For what?"            
 And Felista answered:               
 "This one was an artilleryman.        
 He lived in a dacha next to us           
 And he knew how to solve problems."             
                                          
                                          
 - 2 -                      
                                          
 Time passed, five years passed.        
 My travel companion again,           
 Once I met near Sochi.        
 We were very happy to see you
     And all night - they drank everything, throwing away
 And when the pale is full               
The moon rose above the earth,           
 The stars in the sky froze. He asked:
       "You haven't forgotten my story,        
When did Felista fuck the artilleryman?"
       In an instant the fatigue left me,      
 I asked: “What happened to her?”   
 "So remember, I see,            
 Well, if you want, I'll tell you!"            
 Holding my breath               
 I suddenly got attention,        
 And the drowsiness subsided immediately           
 Waiting for the story.               
 And his secondstory               
 I'll tell you now...               
                                          
 * * *                      
                                          
 If you remember, there was              
 The investigator is young and sweet.            
 He removed the interrogation from her there           
 And then he took me to Moscow.             
 Handed over to Butyrka against receipt      
I started writing a note              
 About your business trip               
 In the office on Petrovka.            
 But he kept losing the essence,          
 Then breasts appeared in my eyes,       
 Those are big buttocks                
 The arrested girl.               
 Those are huge papillae.               
 The report has reached a dead point.      
 Dick trembled, interfering with thoughts,           
 And his doubts gnawed at him.             
Have you done everything for the report?          
 Is there a miscalculation in the interrogation,        
 And I’m holding on to that thread.            
 We need to re-interrogate.                
 Having decided so, I prepared the report           
 And off to "Buryrka" I went.             
 And Felista seemed to know            
 Silently she stood up from the stool.           
Also silently approached  And she burned me with her blowhole.                
 "I beg you, help.                
 I'll give you everything if you want.           
 Just save me from prison.            
 I have been afraid of darkness since childhood.          
I was scared of creaks and knocks",       
 And the hand crawled along his trousers.           
 I was looking for him greedily,              
 A tear ran down my cheek.             
 Suddenly she sat down. Tender mouth          
 He takes a dick out of his fly.              
 And it sucks nicely,               
 A little. slightly rocking smoothly.         
 The investigator instantly began to sweat.          
 God knows, he didn’t want to.          
 This happened against my will,            
 To learn about blowjob.               
 And she pressed him,                
 Everything in the lawyer began to tremble            
 And seething streams flowed into the food industry
 Interrogations lasted for two weeks.            
 He lost weight by doing crosses            
 From "Butyrka" and back.              
 Things were going well for her.                
 He lost weight, she became kinder.             
 I turned it around as I wanted.            
He took quite a few pre-interrogations,        
 And she took off her panties.               
 The interrogations turned on            
And she sat astride the dick,          
 Or gave a blow job,                  
 Answering the question.                 
 Day after day they walked in succession.           
 At the speed of her fucking                
 Lawyer and prosecutor                
 And prison special surveillance.             
 Morning, evening and night           
 Everyone wanted to help her.              
 And Felista did her best               
 She helped them mutually.               
 Cheerfully gave a blowjob                
 On to lunch.               
 So our trial this time           
 Saved Felista from prison.            
 Offered for fucking, as a gift           
 Leave near Krasnodar.             
 Someone has a friend there            
 There was a collective farm chairman.        
 For Felista, this is someone           
 I asked him for a job.              
 Everyone saw off the girl,              
 They instructed, they shook hands.             
 And saying goodbye like dudes          
 Everyone went to their wives.          
 Felista rode in style              
 The train is moving very fast.        
 The conductor serves tea.            
 A couple of times he accidentally              
 Touched the girl's ass,              
 And I looked back at the third one,            
 He kept his gaze on the hips          
 And he pressed her to himself.                
 And she said quietly:               
 "As you immediately said, this is dashing.           
 What do you have here? Well, well.          
I'll check back later!"                
 Exactly at midnight, opening the door,    
 And letting her in,               
 It rings under teaspoons           
 The carriage rocked until the morning.               
 And she listens to the sound of wheels               
 Performed "Heideross".             
 In the morning the train slowed down.            
 Hereplatform, there are people standing.           
 Lots of sun, clear sky.          
 Felista should get off here.          
 She went out and looked back timidly           
 And she involuntarily smiled.             
 A man puts a bouquet on her,               
 A scream comes from the crowd.             
 They sing to the orchestra                
 Pioneers salute her.                  
 Someone came forward to her,        
 Gently takes your hand,              
 And to the sound of the drum              
 Invites you to a ball pit.              
 "Touch it!" - the coachman shouts          
 And mysteriously silent.                
 In an instant the smile disappeared from my face.         
 "There is some kind of error here.           
 Explain this meeting,           
 Drum, flowers and speeches,            
The one to whom this is not me"               
 "What, you, my little fish.           
 Just from Moscow yesterday           
 My friend sent me an order        
 Meet the fifth, on Saturday       
 And deliver it to work.             
You will lead the horse yard."        
 It was my prosecutor.              
 He explains it all,              
 He hugs himself by the ass,              
 Gently takes your hand               
 And he puts it on his penis.             
 Whispers to her: “Come on, squeeze!”         
 The coachman yells: “Press!”              
 Oh, shaky roads.                
 "If you like. Sit on my feet!"     
 What should I explain to Felista?             
 Well, let's take off your panties.            
 She took out her dick, stood up doggy style,        
 The asshole sat on him.             
 And I went to work backwards,           
Helping all bumps.               
 The horses are running fast,              
 The groom feels - fuck.         
 And although the boy is small,              
 AlsoI took out my dick.             
Clenched into a fist and quickly drives -      
 Fucking turns everyone on.              
 The horse smelled this whoreness.           
 At first I rushed without looking back.        
 And then he instantly stood up,           
 I began to take out my cable.        
 The scoundrel neighs and doesn’t go.             
 The horse's penis is growing.             
 How Felista saw               
 Scattered the men,               
Crawled under the trotter,              
 Grabbed by the sides,                
 Heels rested against the croup           
 And let's suck the ass.             
 Dust in a column, the trotter is trembling,       
 Suddenly he starts running from the gut.         
 Baba almost choked,        
 The horse's body shot up,          
 The groom yelled quietly,                
 The Chairman gave up.             
The horse is grunting, she is riding              
Puts a horse in her pussy,              
 And spin like a top.            
 And in the steppe a cricket sings.            
 An hour in your desire               
 She mocked the horse.              
 Tribal trotter got lost,          
 He groaned and covered himself with his pussy.           
 And Felista shook herself off  And she returned to the station.            
At night I quietly boarded the train           
 And went on a search            
 New victims of your pussy.           
 Seven hours away              
 She came out somewhere and disappeared.            
 Since then she has been gone.            
 But I believe she is the one               
 It will float out somewhere sometime.          
 And while we live and breathe               
 We'll hear about it later.