Hard sex. BDSM. Юрий Буреве
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Igor couldn't shoot down even half of what she shot down.
– I will sit down, you bend down and throw the ball, but do not rush, freeze before throwing, my camera can not quickly take focus, then throw.
He sat back down at the table and took aim, starting to catch the moment, and, just in case, launched a series of pictures that he captured at the time of the throw.
This time she knocked down three pins, but it didn't bother her much, she went back to Igor.
– Show me.
– Here
He started switching photos for viewing so that both she and he could view them in slide mode.
– You can see my crack here, and it's even more visible here. Caught the moment. Will you send it to me later after processing?
– Sure, but I'll keep it for myself. My rule is not to delete a photo, it's the same as burning a manuscript. Bad or good, I leave the frame.
– I like it better. I don't need all of them. Although you will send it later, I will choose it myself, and I will delete the unsuccessful ones, in my opinion. I, on the contrary, delete bad photos right away. I want to remember only the good and beautiful ones.
– The philosophy is clear.
– I'm tired of playing, I don't want to quit anymore, stupid game.
– Let's take a couple more pictures, raise the hem of the dress higher, as much as possible, I'll come closer
She picked up the ball and, bending down, with the hem of her dress raised, slowly threw and knocked down almost all the pins except one.
– She's standing so erotically, that's how I'd sit on her.
– There are options.
– Like what?
– Let's go to my place.
– You want to fuck me?
– Not only, first of all I am a photographer.
– Well, in general…
– I won't close the doors, you can leave at any time
– Why don't you close the door so that the neighbors come in and go in a circle? Your idiot friend and the other one already fucked in the hallway, couldn't even satisfy you, just the two of them. Weaklings.
– I live right next door, a five-minute walk, maybe ten. These are not my friends or acquaintances. Although they are more familiar to you than to me, they also work for the same company.
– One's in mine, the other's somewhere else, I don't know where. Let's go to your place. I wasn't interested in it at first, but apart from the one picture you took, it's all shit. Although I haven't looked at the second photo from the bathroom yet.
– At the same time, I'll transfer the files to you, upload them to the cloud or somewhere else, I don't care. It may not fit into your phone, because a single photo can weigh quite a lot there.
Leaving the club, Igor went to the administrator and talked about something, and he brought him one pin, which was chipped at the bottom, but whole on top, and it could not stand steadily.
Igor wanted to give him money, but he did not take it, saying that they would still be disposed of later. And that he recognized him, recognized him as a famous photographer, as opposed to the security guard at the entrance.
They went out into the street, and the weather, which had already been quite cool by the beginning of the evening, was now quite noticeable.
He had a pin in his hand and, showing it to Natasha, rolled it up in a bag.
From the low temperature and cold, Natalia wanted to go to the toilet.
– I need to pee again.
– Pee." I'll take a picture. Here, sit in front of the moonlight. I want to shoot a jet in the lighting
– Start? You're ready
– Yes.
He had started a new series of images, and now he was changing positions and angles, getting so close that the raindrops splashed into his hands
– We'll check it out later. It's cold, there's no time to figure it out.
They were quickly in the elevator, walking fast in the cold
– Here's June for you.
– Yes. I thought it would be warm in the morning, so I dressed like this, it was sunny, and people dressed easily. But somehow they were moving fast.
– They wanted to keep warm. It got colder last night. The day before yesterday I was running in shorts, and today my balls are frozen in my trousers. Everyone, let's get out.
He opened first one door to the common landing with the neighbors, then the apartment door
– We live behind seven locks, we close ourselves off from each other as much as possible, we are not afraid of each other, we put fear on each other
– Yes, I agree, humanity definitely took a wrong turn at some point
This is where the short dialogue about the philosophy of modern life stopped.
– Oh, it's so warm, I'm as cold as a whore on the highway in the freezing cold."
– You worked like this?
– No, I did. You don't have to go to Africa to imagine that it's already hot.
– You're a smart girl, it's rare for beauty to be combined with intelligence.
– I think it's normal, maybe a little better." I do not like large companies at all, I like to read in bed at home, with a book in my hands, and after a shower naked.
– It's a good habit, even a great one.
– Can I get undressed and take a shower?
– You didn't have to ask.
– Are you going to take pictures of me in the shower?
– You didn't have to ask. Get in, I'll definitely not miss such moments.
– Natasha, can I call you that? I like it better this way.
– Natasha, Natalie, Nata, Natalia, I don't care, but I like Natalie better.
– All right, Natalie. Take some soap and put it on your body.
She picked up the soap that had fallen out of her hands twice, and she bent down to pick it up again and again, and soaped her body, leaving her crotch and breasts cleaner from the foam.
– You know exactly what you need to do.
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