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I quietly asked Slavka: do they not want him to free me from disturbing clothes, but at the same time to get my “battle friend” to enjoy them in full? In response, he kindly smiled and, bringing his face close, kissed me on the lips.
Hastily, taking my cock out from under the unbuttoned fly, he began to slowly jerk it off, confidently squeezing it with a warm, large, rough palm.
When the little trunk warmed and pouted, turned into a hefty sardine, Slavka knelt down before him and eagerly stuck to it, I barely had time to take a breath.

The movements of his tongue and lips became more decisive – in response, I just moaned silently with delight and pleasure, continually pulling my partner’s head to myself, shaking his shaved head.
I felt something inside me rolling with incredible strength – down to where Slavkin’s tongue gets up real miracles, playing with my dick – like a kid, with delight licking a sweet cockerel! And here, at the most inappropriate moment, our “blue rhapsody” was interrupted by the appearance of Stasik: he (rather, out of jealousy than curious) quietly appeared on the threshold, immediately starting to “roll the wave”: they say what all this “tet” means a-tet? Vile betrayal with some white-novice newcomer, right? I laid siege to him, fundamentally suppressing further reproaches and insults to Yaroslav: “What do you mean, my friend, my fighting one?” Don’t make jealousy scenes! You will behave peacefully – and you will receive my counterpart for free use! Do you understand

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? – and expressively looked at the “spy-spy”: does he agree? Yaroslav silently affirmatively nodded, not letting out of my mouth, tucked at my very eggs, my cock, which has long been ready to pour out.

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Our sexual “exercises and trainings” in the “Blue Danube” continued until late autumn – almost to my very demob.
We secretly made our way to the familiar tower (even after all the painting and painting works were successfully completed) – I, fortunately, had a spare key from my little barn, which served as a welcome haven for our trinity, in my pocket.
Soon, however, the platoon was disbanded, scattering offices along various “strategically important objects”, so that it was possible to meet together on the old comfortable trestons less and less often.
And the frequent rains, with foggy cold twilight and impassable autumn slush, did not contribute to the hot summer passions in us again.
When I was told that I was going home tomorrow, I, not remembering myself from happiness, rushed not through the paperwork cabinets, but to my “fighting girlfriends” – Yaroslav and Stasik.
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