The story of one plane crash

Part 4Slegka staggering and waving a baton impressively, I wandered through the woods, bawling a song of his own composition. The song was created on the engine, the band's songs "Hands up" "my baby". In the performance of my song sounded much more, it seemed to me, abruptly. "Kk-kkroshki mm-my, well, where are you, exactly ?! Eek! Now I'm like all shall drop it!" - I yelled in a hoarse voice. My tongue slurred, so the song came out slurred, but without "plywood". Live sound and all that! Under "I shall drop it all" I mean a healthy palm tree stump, which I was carrying in his other hand. This stump was a godsend - the time and the sun made the tree hard as a rock, but it was empty inside the tree. How did it happen? Yes, I know where it! It was so, when I found him on the shore. Without thinking, I cut out his keys sharpened two circles out of the trunk of young trees. Thicker head began to serve, I drove him with a baton in the stump and the circle went so hard that the whole structure barely flowed. Upper circle I used as a cover. Bandaged barrel newly created his pants, creating something like a pen, or rather the strap as in backpacks, I completely filled the barrel Braga from all three devices. Yes, I have waited a long time, but now I was going to the girls with almost three liters of strong liquor excellent. My mood was excellent, and perhaps this could interfere with what I could not say exactly how many suns in the sky - one or two? Privolohav precious cargo in our hut, I discovered there girls. "Little my p-time to finish a swim, I did the same, b-b-damn, I want to fuck ..." - I sang thoughtfully and sat down to rest on a pile of leaves, which is intended to be used as a common bed of our dwelling. Pulling one of his self-made "cigars" I lit a cigarette and inhaled with delight.
Not surprisingly, in less than ten minutes, my heart-rending cries were Katya and Ira, in person. Their eyes appeared pleased with me, pulling in rasslabuhe "cigar" prihlёbyvayuschy and coconut "cups" Braga. girls sat beside him and began binge after mocking my condition. By absorbing the remnants of the morning fish and drinking home brew is the case, we chatted animatedly. Under Braga fish was very, very personal. Soon our, respectable until now, the home began to resemble a brothel - fun, fragrant smoke filled the room. Girls warmed up and dropping clothes were naked. However, I already do not care, I drank too much. Even after a skilful blow job, which gave me two mouths, both girls, I did not. (This episode specifically included in this work, to show the younger generation how harmful abuse of alcohol. The Ministry of Health warns and all that ...) upset the girls began to caress each other, and I osolovelo watching this, soon fell asleep. Waking up in order to relieve the needs of nature, which is not surprising, considering the amount of alcohol consumed, I sat up and crawled to the exit. Night was falling. Piss on a nearby stone (unenviable fate - to lie there for hundreds of years, only to you it is not clear how pissed here Russian found himself in a drunken anchor, a student) I had wandered to the hut, when he suddenly noticed a hut for women. Behind the scenes (as far as possible in such a state of intoxication), I crept to the place of location of the female population of our island and began to watch. Girls, too, were already heavily drunk. Occupation them was as follows - they thrust themselves into the vagina different subjects that are there in the mind, it is not necessary to thrust. For example, when I came, Ira, enthusiastically groaning, slowly but surely, introduced his body a little coconut. "No dick!" - I was amazed, and continued observation. Attention shifted to my Katya - she desperately moved into the vagina ... Damn! My war club! (I'm telling you - I got multifunction stick!). However, seeing what the girlfriend, Kate pulled out of the vagina, my creation, and also tried to insert himself a little nuts (they were given these nuts!) Inside. However, it is obtained with difficulty - my feeling pussy in Irke was roomier than a girlfriend. I was so carried away that did not notice that my body already given in combat readiness. When I found it, then immediately dropping panties, Rushed to the girls. Seeing me, Katya took a coconut from the vagina and lay down on the ground, legs spread invitingly. I am a powerful impetus entered her. Irina, quite drunk, as she was, with a nut in an intimate place, sat on the ground and forgotten in a drunken sleep. After a nut (not for nothing that I do not love these coconuts!) My dick felt Katin body as a spoon in the cup. So I got up with the girl and put her on all fours, tried to enter her from behind. "No, Alex, please! I still never going .. Ah-oh-a!" - A groan of pain interrupted the monologue of my partner. But I did not care, do not care already. Although more and more obvious resistance, I did not depart. I almost raped the girl. In order to alleviate the suffering of the unfortunate one hand I began to massage the clitoris girl. It had its effect, the resistance has stopped, but in the end she even began to help me podmahivaya backwards towards my movements. When he had finished, I fell to Katie, who, like a friend immediately passed out.
The hard-winkle out Irki nut (a week ago, I even dream could not!) I dragged the girl into the shed and put on "bed", They are even covering the same clothes. Sitting around the campfire I smoked last "cigar" and realizing that I have something dangerously sober, he drank the remains of Braga. This anti-crisis measure is to take effect - the body has spread a pleasant warmth. I plopped down next to her, and embraced Katya fell asleep ... my sleep was troubled, I constantly heard some noise, some metallic voices in a foreign language. Prevent sleep light flashes and some nasty wind. Finally, I had enough of it and I opened my eyes. In the distance, through the doorway of the hut, our beach was visible, it was in the healthy twin-screw helicopter noise source to the contrary. On the beach shastali people in the form of a flashlight, occasionally hysterical yelling something into a megaphone ...
I barely focused his gaze on the muddy helicopters ... "USA NAVY" - After a while I read the inscription on the white spotted fuselage turntables ... "Amerikosy ... Well all of them on the dick!" - Flashed in the brain. Having given this very anti-American thought brain fell into the darkness of drunken oblivion ....
To be continued....
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