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A bad dream

Abstract: There are dreams that blend the flesh as another neighbor chaos, and the narrator has just left it off to sleep as he comes a familiar dream where she found her neighbor constantly in a recurring role that suits him perfectly as the absence of clothing befitting the nakedness of his posterior ...

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Public nudity beach snaps

My neighbor uses his charms have long to cruise my husband and to do it saves in his or her mini-skirts or lascivious poses she offers him sometimes sitting never passive. A few nights ago I had a dream which featured as in a movie where he would be assigned the wrong role. I was the inspector and the guilty that I was confused and stop. Marie-Claude, since that is his name refused to confess his crime and his silence before I came to undress and soon to spank. Her beautiful big ass pink blush under the influence of my hand did not hesitate to ask his anger on her beautiful buttocks and hairless available. My husband entered my dream as broken and asked me to put us two. While I picked a hair brush, he finished undressing her and unhooked her beautiful dark brown hair. The bitch, she took pleasure. As and when the spanking was expanding, there was in his voice that screams of enjoyment. It did not take long for us to admit his crimes and taking advantage of what my husband kissed me, she runs away and sat up naked in a speedboat she hastened to start. The post conspicuously bare and Marie-Claude still wore the red marks made by my hand that had managed to remain, however, very little heavy. She fled naked, and we can not see her ass imperceptibly stigmatized. Soon the police chased and chase gash. We looked away while we were kindly love. The pursuit ended like any good detective when a rock came block his escape. Marie-Claude could not restrain a cry of horror and its pretty strong souderent buttocks as a result of the terror in a final grimace as the skin before its outboard don not embrace the reefs and the all explodes in a hubbub hardly describable. The explosion of the outboard Marie-Claude coincided with my alarm clock. But the night was at its full and when I got back to sleep it was to find Marie-Claude almost naked again, but this time not alone. She was naked in the process of getting fucked in a mountain chalet bent by a harsh winter and surrounded, of course, snow. The dream could be titrated or "Duel in the mountains" or orgy at the cottage. As the dream progressed, the story took an unexpected thickness: about Marie-Claude she never missed an opportunity to show her nice ass. It was discovered a loophole recidivist who had taken refuge in a resort in the mountains posing as a tourist to whom she had not borrowed the identity without having killed her first. Clung to the role as Marie-Claude jeans to his buttocks. At the end of the inspectors while the integrated implacably get wet, an object fell from his bag, who signed his guilt. Marie-Claude then tried to escape on skis and a continuing anthology began. See Marie-Claude naked on his skis and especially the pink of her body shapes attractive married white decor while her ass horny point to the movement of the ground, excited me the pussy like never before. The dream ends as expected: Marie-Claude blinded by the bright sunshine reflected by the snow did not see too late or it was heading straight toward a precipice and she fell down the cliff in a loud voice. If the prosecution had been falling anthology Marie-Claude in the cliff she also deserved praise. Needless to say that this dream since the way I look at my neighbor and his post is quite different. And though they say my jealousy, I think that Marie-Claude demeritee would not receive a good spanking.

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Nudity beach

Summary: For the second time, "washed out pink dream", the narrator finds Marie-Claude she loves above all the ass and the way it has to play bad. And if Marie-Claude is the wrong ideal, Florence is not far from the match here ...

Again I slept taken by my dream as led by a current to the water irrepressible dream of roses. It opened like a door opening onto a stunning landscape combining images in ragweed often confused impulses of the flesh. I do not know a dream and it was where I was Inspector of Police. I pleased myself eagerly chasing criminals without having to endure the acute risk of a real investigation. If the frame of my dream remained more or less the same each time, the characters for their varied sometimes with this restriction, however, that there was always a special place for my neighbor, Marie-Claude, who encrusted playing bad sometimes aided by accomplices. This time Marie-Claude had committed and was in my death. I dreaded the pain as the child's first day of school. I covered news while she was naked with black stockings. Someone came I did not recognize at first but it was a woman with long black hair, while her ass and tits. His face at once tragic and perverse beauty said as a Klimt painting. She wore glasses and seemed of Italian origin. Then I remembered that the lower features of his face and I associated with none of his ways his name came to me: Florence. She was imprisoned a boy I will name the unknown failing to know the name or even to have already seen in some dream indecent. As Marie-Claude was responsible for my own pleasure, Florence had undressed her sexy ass with meaty at the sight of all: she took care of the stranger whose sex had assumed alarming proportions. She began to suck slowly so slowly that it contained only with difficulty enjoyment. Finally broke her sex in a jet of semen that line went the glasses of Florence. Marie-Claude meanwhile had approached me and away from Florence. The two women embraced. Marie-Claude finished undressing, her breasts were heavy and tight, and her buttocks had abundant pink cheeks. As soon as the two naked women s'enchevetrerent into one another like the elements of the same puzzle and while their pussies and soon s'accolerent rubbed a premonition of pleasure seemed to hover in the air. The table and asked what made the atmosphere something sardanapalesques benefiting the general work of sex. N'ergotant on any caress and carried by the heavy sense of delirium, the two young women felt they slowly ascend into a trance that was evident by the exaggerated waggle their toes. Marie-Claude was the first to enjoy mixing with onomatopoeic interjections, accompanied by this very quickly by Florence who threw an arm in the air like flies chasing illusory at the very moment their voices soared in a common rattle enjoyment. Their anatomy, it should stay that soon ruin known as sweat and lust for all their sweat pores. The script had been accumulating in the dead body and the two women formed a duo sardonic most striking. Then a police car burst into my dream. Marie-Claude was afraid. Naked as a worm, buttocks in the air, she got into her car and drove off angrily, determined not to be arrested. A list of his crimes now added that of indecent assault. While she was traveling fast on the steep paths, pile driving his BMW, brushing each corner edge of the abyss, his gaze lost itself in the mirror which was beginning to show a police car. Her breasts took a volume of less cowardly to tender soon under the effect of excitation imposed by his impromptu nudity. She then plunged her foot heavily gloved black on the accelerator, exclaiming: "You will not get me dirty cops! You will not Marie-Claude naked." This acceleration was fatal. The shift that came on it was tighter than it had originally envisioned and in vain she tried to escape the abyss which now stretched arms. She screamed: "NO! NOT IT!

"Can blocking her face with her hands she could not suppress a" Aaaaaaaaaah! "Special Occasion, before disappearing with his car in the precipice where it disintegrated after the rock exploded, winning naked in death. Meanwhile I had made ruler of Florence and I buttock Hardly ... it had she admitted her involvement in the crimes of Marie-Claude that the stranger approached me. Then he began to penetrate me I realized a little more of her features and found my husband. Florence combines the advantage of our emotions to escape to the beach. Very strange to see this woman, whom it seemed long fabric sewn to the skin, and completely flee naked, beautiful ass landmark the folds of his race pace. The young Italian was she so myopic that his glasses were more likely to contravene his visual impairment? Still, that probably hastened by his flight she did not sign indicating the presence of quicksand and she drove it slowly while I continued to sink a little further in the enjoyment. My cries had taken the measure of every syllable and the accompanying cries of terror which saw Florence reach his loss. The poor girl finally disappeared body, well, sucked the bare ground as greedy taking a direct path to hell. A sense of justice espoused the dream and I woke up as gently as I fell asleep.

nudity on the beach

Nudity on the beach

Summary: Not a dream without finding Marie-Claude and without her either naked or with his perverted ass naked in the sun blushed with pleasure.

No dream without finding Marie-Claude and without it there is naked and perverted. This time unlike the others I was not present and had the impression of attending the screening of a film even more than the establishment of a dream. Marie-Claude was a very large villa where she liked to sunbathe in the buttocks by her swimming pool. Her buttocks and her breasts had the whiteness of milk rose while the rest of his body had already acclimated to the sun. She had to get rid of a blackmailer who threatened to attempt on his acting career by the revelations about his past pornographic video and a few other journals are in his possession. Marie-Claude believed to have destroyed everything, the death of the blackmailer was finishing off his past. What she knew is that the latter had sent the police a copy of these videos and some magazines to be opened in case of sudden misfortune. On one of these tapes could see her naked in the process of getting fucked on one side and sucking a cock of the other, in the reviews we found her masturbating or attached to a table under the influence of males in heat . As the inspector saw Marie-Claude she was naked. He asked her to dress and accompany him to the position where she would be questioned and possibly charged with murder. Marie-Claude rather than be devised to escape arrest, she did remain naked. His big pink butt hit the air while marking the movement of his race. The inspector in turn could not help but bend at the mere sight of this beautiful big ass pink which tended to get out of his sight by the leak. Marie-Claude fit to dramatize his departure and called the police stunned "You would not have THE REAR AIR, FAITH MARIE-CLAUDE! "Adjacent to the villa there was a patch of grass which lay Recently a brand new helicopter. Marie-Claude obviously knew the pilot. She settled down naked and put the rotors on the road before rising slowly in the air. The inspector, who somehow had followed, had just enough time to grab one of the runners. Marie-Claude passed over a kindergarten where one of them pointing the finger at the helicopter asked his mistress indignantly: "Who's the nude lady in the helicopter! "She then passed over the market and raised more cocks at once that all his films combined. Marie-Claude, who planned to win the border through the mountains, suddenly s'apercu the presence of the inspector and began doing all sorts of aerial tricks in order to clear the way down. "You'll crush you go on the floor like shit," she said, sarcasm full voice, the inspector who began to say that this girl was definitely for it that its plastic. Everything cinema eventually frighten a bird colony which rushed in panic as lost on the rotor blades. "MY GOD! "Exclaimed Marie-Claude, who from that moment no longer cared to Inspector, she was too busy recovering the fantasies of his unit that lost more altitude. Aah the young woman repeated the inspector at signalized the approach of danger. Indeed a cliff as an insurmountable barrier began to rise up against the helicopter. The inspector found that the time was the last he had left if he wanted to save his life - to say goodbye to Marie-Claude: he took advantage of a branch that came over him like a helping hand and left the girl alone to face a fate that looked like a punishment. Subsequently passed the slightest comment. The inspector could see everything from his tree. End Marie-Claude tried to influence the court of his fate, but his death had definitely taken the features of a stone cliff. In addition she approached the fateful moment, the emphasis seemed to more land on the nakedness of his body, a body carved in the pink of desire, a body with firm breasts and buttocks generously plump though somewhat loose , a body that the inspector from the top of the tree did not yet regret. Finally came the moment of impact and Marie-Claude, whose face is marked with a sudden spasm of terror, could not contain a "NO N. .. Aaaaah! "As she threw her hands to her face as if she wanted to protect themselves from the shock. Ensued when a large explosion that tore the unit in a thousand jets of flame, an explosion that sounded like a huge orgasm Lady Justice. The inspector watched, a little excited and lustful, the little that remained of a story that had chosen to die in the raging flames and Marie-Claude buttocks in the air in the middle.



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