Lit.Stranichka - The Tragedy of King Bardik Fifth. "
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LORD WINTER
King Bardak The Fifth
(Lousy tragedy in several acts)
Palace room with fireplace, beside which sits the King
Mess in a wig. His legs are covered with burgundy plaid,
over which lies an old wrinkled cock.
AN p Nikol'skaya: (rolling term with his hand on the
palm) Oh, if only an hour long coveted
Rose to you, my long term
I would poeb DonNU Anna
And camera ladies of Carmen.
I pereeb to all elderly women,
I'd raped the girls,
I'd fucked chickens, geese, turkeys
And all other poultry.
(With a snarl)
I myself would ueb in the ass ...
Fu. Dreams. There's banging.
Carmen, ask what they want?
Brought some dick Europe?
After a prolonged absence of disorderly
gait is Carmen, her skirt rubbing himself
front between the legs, languidly says:
K a r m e n:
There, sir, fucker came.
Make a match for your daughter.
Me in front poebli -
I say - not bad really.
AN p Nikol'skaya:
Yes, we see strong men,
To request more Command,
Then think about the guests -
Can not meet them in a hurry.
Go to the cook-ka Dinar
Pour it in the ass turpentine
To stir it come alive
And dinner was ready soon.
Carmen quickly runs away. Includes two groom:
one in the raincoat, a hat with an ostrich feather, in
epee and elegant mustache, the second - Recalls
monk, pale, with flashing eyes. King
welcomes them, removing the pre-term.
AN p Nikol'skaya:
Great, brave Dona,
How do your live buboes?
How to proceed Shanker?
How to expire tripera?
On b and d of n and:
Thank you. No dick.
Harden slowly.
AN p Nikol'skaya: (to overdressed)
Excuse me, whom I have the honor,
I have powers?
Don P e and p e l l a:
I Pernod time - and shudder
And the old garden and an old house.
I Pernod two - and will sweep
The Pyrenees like thunder.
The duke of knightly soul
My talent is appreciated.
I swear, my homeland Spain
I never shamed.
AN p Nikol'skaya: (listening attentively don)
And your friend too famous?
Don P e and p e l l a:
Oh yes, otherwise just like that,
He Jerks.
AN p Nikol'skaya:
And where has he hidden?
From a dark corner can hear the groaning and
raspy voice:
I'm here ... wait a minute ... like the finish ...
Comes out of the corner, buttoning his pants, and
suspending Don Perdillo says:
I myself recommend:
I, too, a lot of fucked first
Then he gave the same will dick,
I turned it into urine.
And I will not. So let it be.
Now I ebus heart.
Excited by the king, sitting up in his chair,
Reaches out to Don Drochillo.
AN p Nikol'skaya:
Oh, don Drochillo, you're a poet.
Dr Don of h and l l of:
Oh, my lord, on the contrary, no.
First, I put before him
Portrait of a nude lovely ladies
And under the bravura melodies
Drach I right hand.
Not a lot of skill needed here:
Piece of soap and patience.
With great skill, I knacker
And the sword by a dick I tochu.
On questioning glance King continues:
I don Drochillo famous
I have the ideal Spanish Ladies:
My dick is big, the beast concealed,
When it is strained,
Once there was a bullfighter,
When broken down my sword,
I could finish the life of shame
But this saved me courage.
Once is not a loss,
His long dick I razdrochil
And behind the sweep attack
Drove the bull by the eggs in the asshole.
Bull, crap, immediately croaked:
The entire audience gave a sigh.
Ferdinand himself has descended from his throne,
On the dick put on his crown.
And Isabella wept,
For all five times lien,
Then shaking the pillars of the throne,
With her crown fell off.
Don Perdillo and King:
Tell Don we are not hiding,
And do not hide anything:
And the queen fuck up?
And there ended her days?
Dr. Dawn of h and l l of:
Oh, no, signora Isabella
Before people just bzdela,
And not to spoil the porphyry
She endured to the toilet.
King motioned seats on the sofa and grooms
Sam begins to show off.
AN p Nikol'skaya:
Similar to the sword of justice
Stood my dick like a general -
Easy, is not just chain mail,
He even punched armor.
Then in the midst of mortal life
During the assault ship
I met Donna Anna
And Anna became mine.
Since then, enjoy the bliss
Its fucked day and night,
Short time with her, I amused
And Pizdella born, a daughter.
With the noise of the door swings open and rushes Donna
Anna. For it gradually enters the king's daughter Donna
Pizdella with vedernym bust and hips protruding, which
she playfully shakes on the go. Oblivious guests
the queen said to the king.
For a p l e a c a:
On the market at once from a dream
Wandered sparing no legs -
Bought different shit
And poletan from mandovoshek.
In the model shop
Showed one clerk
Interesting example of
At great dick Drochilly.
But the price wrung such
What odds would live dick.
AN p Nikol'skaya:
No wonder, that's Don Drochillo.
For a p l e a c a:
Ah! (With feigned embarrassment covers
palm face fingers spread).
AN p Nikol'skaya:
Do not hurry, the whore.
Because I know you're under him sweat.
Imagine first Pizdellu, silly
And let him always have time.
To deflect attention, Queen
pulls out the middle daughter and is
it donam.
For a p l e a c a:
Forgive me, my daughter Pizdella.
Brothels all peredrochila -
Has a gold diploma ...
Well, the grand fucking we later ...
Both Don:
I can try something new.
P and r g e l l a:
I do not ebus at darmovschinku:
Dad told to take U.S. Dollars,
In order for Sharman does not zaebli.
The curtain falls for a while and soon
rises. audience sees on stage is what
beyond the grave voice broadcasts someone invisible.
T of L on to:
God repose Don Perdillo -
He died like a warrior in battle.
Died and Donna Pizdella
At Dona Drochillo dick.
Seen a victorious person don Drochillo.
The action is over.
Slowly the curtain falls.
Grigory Orlov
In a brilliant century Catherine
At the age of parades and balls,
Flashed lush paintings
Catherine balls.
And though the intrigues and stories
Eagles wove a dense network,
Of all the Eagles - Eagles Gregory
Could only have meaning.
Leaving on breeches tales
What if the dick they seem to fit,
I will tell you without prikraski
How Grishka mercy find.
Seeing the somehow on parade
Orlova Grishka the first time
Empress heart whores
Came to the painful ecstasy.
You bet. Small tall, large,
Blinding snow teeth in a smile
And the flame gaze relentlessly
Reminds about love.
That's the reason for which
Seeing him again Or two,
Catherine to the idea of first
With him on the approach came from.
Pretty drunk the night before,
With friends in a noisy pub,
Gregory sprawled snoring
Half-naked, wearing a wig.
Its gently pushes
Arrived promptly messenger:
"Mon cher, wake up, urgently
Order Read the business. "
- Which order? - Gregory jumped.
Package reveals a temper,
The lines look fly fast
And suddenly howled order after reading.
- Gone, gone, now I know
All died, my creator
I immediately call
Go to the Empress at the palace.
Yesterday I brawl with massacre
As far as I remember made,
And just not over robbery
Our flared up in the scandal.
Now call me to account,
End of career, I am lost.
- Ivan, laid the coach,
Prisyp me powdered wig.
And so, my friends, what's next on:
Approaching gingerly to the palace,
A number of marble stairs wearily
Passes it. Face to face
Suddenly the guard he met,
And he sees the barrel: "your password"
- A pitcher - he was warned.
His lead ... In the heart of pain.
Why lead me, I do not know ...
And due to some object,
Oh, I am sick.
What do I have to answer.
And suddenly the curtain opened.
It is necessary to force liveried servants.
Worth Queen. Smile:
- Eagles? Well, hello my friend.
Guardsman instantly on his knees
Before the Empress fell:
- By bidding the highest,
Queen, to you I rode.
Or tell them to pardon executed -
Before you your servant and slave.
(She lackeys) - go away.
Then he: "Yes I could b
You mercilessly punish
But I do not gloating
I want you to caress
And caress me your welcome.
Give me your hand, "Arise, go for me.
And do not be timid if you please, my friend.
Would you like your wife
I immediately have?
He felt a sudden thrill,
Fire blushing cheeks.
Tongue sticking it to the larynx
Eagles vaguely says:
- Your Majesty, I dare not
I believe his ears ...
I have loyalty to the throne
For you, and give life and honor.
She laughs and carries
Him with him to the boudoir
And quickly the mantle of change
A light white dressing gown.
The queen, being a flirt,
She knew to approach them:
And gradually, a regal gait
Orlov's hand leads.
He did not know of such cases ...
I do not with a hangover is sleep?
And now with the queen in the alcove
It is worth depressed, shocked.
- Remove the cap and leggings,
Do not wait, right, like a seal,
Orlov is shaking like a leaf aspen
And still, like a tree stump.
It is full of love flour
And the feverish breath
He unzips pants
It lukewarm shower.
Although our hero and full of fear,
Takes its youthful ardor and:
She pulled the shirt from his shoulders -
And suddenly he froze in place ...
Kind of a young body, shoulders,
Its elastic magnificent bust,
And between his legs, like a volley of grapeshot
His bit curly bush.
Disappeared My fear: the zipper, buckles
He had to tear myself obediently
And dazzling thighs
Hungry eyes and eats.
The sound of kisses announce
Luxurious lush boudoir.
Orlov arms raised,
In his chest is on fire.
She warns him
And delicate dick holding pen,
Legs apart, sends ...
Eagles pulled down, trembling all over ...
At the head of a nice pair
Cupid standing in my side
And he sang of passion spell
My beloved couple.
Cupid, Cupid is a silent witness
Unspeakable paintings
Tell me, are not you stage these
Brings us? You are one.
At all times, all peoples
Love poetry is one,
And for the beauties and freaks
It is understandable and relatives.
And the plasterer is simple, and the architect,
And the secular master, and a tramp
Cupid in front of everyone is equal
And in the day and at night.
Before Cupid no differences
Sanov and ranks - all equal.
No etiquette, no decency,
There are only a skirt and pants.
However, to the point. Continue
Describe the events progress.
Why, however, I call
Event of a short episode.
Oh, oh! She ached for him -
Pretty deep ... like this ...
Kiss me ... oh, what force is,
Preizumitelny prick.
Well, say something? Say a word.
- But I do not know what to say ...
- Roughly what you like, well, the same right ...
- Blyadyuga, as fucked your mother.
- Oh, Gregory, it's too rough.
Say that I'm yours Well damn ...
Oh, dear, with you as I enjoy,
As well ... And you like?
- You bet et, removing the scum ...
I'm like an eagle ascended skyward ...
Well, now for the break,
Let's cancer becomes.
In the depravity serves hop mainstay -
One philosopher said.
Having found the wine in the cupboard behind the curtain
Eagles opened the bottle in a flash.
And after drinking half a bottle in one gulp,
Eagles berserk, drunk and rude,
Wig on his head straightened
And once again plunged into the queen tooth.
Hug royal ass
On the shoulders of his legs put,
Now spits all over Europe,
Such kindness deserves.
Like the evil Ethiopians
Roaring like a lion, il jaguar,
Fuck it it through the ass,
So much so that Katie knocks pairs.
Now the Eagles without a request, Kathy
As a primitive savage
The whole lexicon Ebony Mother
Laid out before her: "Ah, a creature
Citizen, citizen, kurvyaga, whore,
Spin-ka asshole gain,
Look mole, like a fly
Perched on your back.
Yeah, got into the taste, blyadische,
Fuck like damn it,
Well, deep dyrischa,
Did not get to the uterus. "
But he did not know Katyusha sweet -
Orlov, she was very pleased,
And the long dick, crush the whole uterus
Almost to the heart reached.
Orlov fuck, fuck for a miracle,
About ass rattling mudya,
Dick cut is better than Axe -
Fire, fire burning pussy.
- Oh, dear, deeper and harder, she whispered in a hurry,
With each minute of flaming,
Soaring like the clouds.
- What are you doing? Tell me?
(She liked to savor:
During each new fucked
Words themselves entertained).
- What to do? Fuck, of course ...
Eagles angrily muttered.
- Fuck, fuck ... Tell me clearly
- Fuck - like a bull, he growled.
Fuck, fuck, what is the word,
Both musically and red
Fucking passionate Orlov
Drunk as a wine paradise.
But then she zaegozila
Under him like a wild goat.
Dashed, jumped, ache,
In this pernuv twice.
Eagles, though was not pederast,
But all are at this crap
Conceived dick, sticking a wedge
Poke in the ass lady.
Dick was a head tupoyu
Reminiscent duchess,
Well, as with the thing with such a
He said to her would have climbed in the ass?
There's a time only to climb the little finger,
Another b left to play.
If only a few vazelintsu
After tensile same hole.
He asks Catherine:
- I want to up your ass you et,
Yes not come without vaseline ...
- Oh, Vaseline? It is a way.
Then found a bank under a pillow
Lubricated foreskin itself.
- Well, Sui, my friend, but only the top of
Otherwise, I lose my mind.
- Oh, Kate, you cowardly rabbit -
Suddenly the cry of the whole bedroom read:
- Oh, I'm dying - he of the eggs
She ruthlessly planted.
She lunged with a fine tremor,
Dick splashed muddy stream:
- Ah, the rogue, pomazannitsu God
All the soil all over cum.
- I want to suck - she said
And suddenly fell down at Grisha,
Handkerchief tied dick,
For bezopaski in the eggs.
So as not pushed it down her throat
And there are not damaged ligaments,
As before, his breath stolen,
When he threw in the ass.
She opened her mouth cute
He was handsome, elegant, small,
And dick swollen, tolstoryly
As soon as we climb into her lips.
It sucks oblivshis then
Orlov, yelling: "Now the end."
She: "Well, no. I want to swallow.
And do not you? Ah, sly dog.
Obnoxious, cute, sweet, ugly
Under the eye brow, he rolled his
And a mouth full of garbage smyatki
Empress either run.
And almost damaged ligaments,
As soon as the passion is not burned,
All malafeyku swallowed
Handkerchief, wiping his lips.
Eagles already full. She did.
- You are what end? But no shalish.
Yet to fuck me if you please-ka,
Until you are satisfied.
"Aha, but it badly,
I got a guy in trouble:
I'm not her - she is probably
Zaebet me to death. "
Fingering And with blowjob
It took him brace.
Orlov was a young man - this thing
A minute later rose.
And outside the orchestra plays,
Soldiers were lined up.
And it takes Potemkin
Some parade il parade.
- I need to be, would be on parade
Himself for a moment at least to show ...
- How hard is it to me queen - whores
And the power and passion in one bound.
And once again falls back on ...
And lifts his feet up ...
Grunting and fidgeting queen
Under it, like a wounded trot.
Bed creaks, pops Perina
And on the square is host:
O, glory to you, Catherine,
Oh, they praised you, damn it!
THE END.
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07.12.95 The next issue will be released 14.12.1995 edited
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