Thursday, December 30, 2010

How To Paint Clothes On A Clothesline

INCIDENTS OFF SERIES: THE HORN IN THE SUN



To celebrate the arrival of the new year, our dear reader Zanzi Stephan gives us a hot and spicy episode series dedicated to the legendary horn out of an episode ... at the beach, despite the cold winter we will carry a 'seaside atmosphere and very hot summer ... The episode will also be posted in two parts, the second end it will soon be coming ... thank Stephan very good and I wish everyone a Happy New Year again and Happy Ano, as you like;)
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The conscript Slow, said Horn was on leave last summer for 15 days and decided to take a well deserved holiday in one of the many seaside resorts on the Adriatic Coast ... knew those places were full of beautiful cunt of foreign tourists and also the Romagna were famous for their oral skills ...
Stare at the beach with a bathing suit was a torture for him ... He is the renown reputation as a gifted was well known, in fact, the huge blow up of his bat every time he had built caused him excruciating pain, every costume she wore was tight and every beautiful chick that passed around sculettando in bikini's just a flag raising caused uncontrollable ... Do not take it anymore, his dick needed to be freed without cages or costrinzioni ... had to be in the sun ... then asked if they knew of some boys nudist beach somewhere quiet, and showed him a short distance ...

He had never been in such a place, but they had talked to some of his fellow soldiers in the barracks, he was told that in those places it was fucking great.

The Trumpet and then decided to go to see if it was true.

course not! All elderly and gay, not even a chick.

His cock was finally free and the sun, but I miss it hardened to the bleak vision. There remained, however, considerable blow up even at rest and that is why all the fennel to the beach looking at him with foaming at the mouth, as well as gifted because the military was also a superb piece of guy, looking sexy and naughty with a beautiful physical handsome, muscular in the right place ... Tired of jokes and glances insistent that little group of queers on the third day was about to leave and return to normal soloita beach when suddenly he saw a sort of mirage:

A very pretty young girl, with real big tits and a perfect body, smooth thighs, hips a bit 'hairy pussy and a plump, a little face by thymidine. She was beautiful, so much so that his cock finally started to give signs of life and as usual becoming swelled obscenely huge and erect.

went to her to know it but suddenly stopped and saw that she was not alone, but with her were her mom and her dad and he was terribly jealous of daughter, and controlled in every move he made, even when he wanted to go for a swim, do not let her go alone, but accompanied him because he was annoyed when some pig tried to approach her ...

So the horn went back to the hotel, but the night could not sleep because he kept wanting the girl hard, if you saw it on, and sat on him while her tits bounced in front of his face. Then he returned the next day on that beach. And we returned the following day, without ever coming into contact with her father was very obsessed and would not let even a moment away.

His wife, however, was a half-whore, blond, too much lipstick on labbrone, shaved pussy and even her two big beautiful melons. Despite his four decades now far outstripped the cure was still a lot of men there on the beach.

to control his erection the bulky horn decided to go to the bar for a cool drink. However, had the bright idea to seek advice from the bartender, who obviously had to know all the people who regularly frequent the place.

"Look, excuse me, knows that family?" Asked indications but without attracting attention.

"Yes, here are a couple of years. Great pussy beautiful wife "replied the bartender with a strong emphasis Romagna ...
"I'm more interested in his daughter," continued the soldier.

"Forget it! What the do not bring us even dead. "

What would not have to fuck her, shake her tits and cum everywhere. But with those words of the bartender fell even further into turmoil. Now it was even more unattainable. And meanwhile, looked at from afar and noticed that she was looking at him and gave him a half smile but then looked down again, under the thumb of his daddy that he kept under a bell jar.

"Do you really want to mount it?" Asked the bartender.
"Yeah, I look at that hard cock," said well-putting on display his enormous erection.
“Mo' hai una terza gamba ragazzuolo mio!” continuò il barista guardando la mazza di Gigi. “Nessuno è riuscito a sbattersela quella lì, ma forse una soluzione ci sarebbe”.

“Quale?” al Tromba si illuminarono gli occhi da vero rapace...

“Devi arruffianarti il padre. Se riesci a entrare nelle simpatie del vecchio poi puoi anche scoparti la figlia davanti a lui. Ma se capisce che sei uno dei tanti squattrinati che vogliono solo sbattersi la figlia è meglio che non ti fai più vedere da queste parti”.

was certainly such a mission that takes time. But the heroic (or erotic) Trumpet soldier in these missions is not never pulled back:
fact from that moment carefully studied every move of her father. He saw that he read the newspaper every day sport and then spoke animatedly with his friends who were there at the beach. It was Inter fan. The trumpet then began to spy on any conversation he had with his attempsti friends who liked to discuss politics, football and false values \u200b\u200bthat were scarce in that country.

"In this country's young people no longer want to get married, "he complained to friends he bell'accento with Romagna" At my age you get married at least eighteen. And look at 'mo my daughter, it is eighteen months and longer have not yet managed to find a husband. Why? Why do young people just want sex. I do not say how many youths have attempted to virginity of my daughter, but I've made them all flee to kick your ass ... if you do not marry, not the goal! All these same young people today. "



If he had understood the horn had to beat on their marriage. So the next day to go and went to 'umbrella of the happy little family of Romagna. He had a cock indecently erect with excitement. When his father saw him reach the filly looked at him closely from head to foot with a look of disdain.
"Good morning" he said to be the funny guy Trumpet.

"Mo why are you all dressed up boy?". ask the hard man ...

"Because I'm very happy," said the handsome soldier. "The whole is the first in the standings."

One point in favor for the trumpet, the father of gnochetta changed his facial expression and all of a sudden found very nice guy. And then they began to talk about football like old friends, half an hour of ranting and Horn did nothing but nodded and looked around.

His wife continued to stare at his cock and smiled like a real cow, and the lady had really needed to fuck, it written in his face held the old hen. But the trumpet was interested in the young and fresh chicken, which was lying on his usual towel and occasionally looked so shy and when their eyes met she quickly lowered her eyes. It was really cute: blacks had hair that made it very mysterious and a little mouth to Lento little heart where the military would have pulled all of his hard cock in full.

"You a good boy, "he finally said the father of the dumplings at the end of his monologue football. "I want to introduce my family, she is Jane, my wife."


"Hello stallion" the lady held out her hand as if to have it kissed, and Gigi followed his instinct and kissed it, and the lady in withdrawing his hand briefly stroked his powerful tool laughing ...

"I am Augustus, and she is our daughter, Roberta."

"Just a beautiful family, congratulations!" He said with a mischievous grin ...

"And what's your name, and above all, what do you do?" Augusto asked looking curious Fixed the military medal that the boy was wearing the pretty bare-chested ...

The Trumpet thought for a moment before answering ... he had forgotten to take off that stupid chain with the badge of the regiment, that if one part was still the coolest, the other would have disgraced with the gentleman who will not I wanted to know about a conscript near his precious daughter ... then said

"I am military," but when she saw his face whiten up to that moment of the August tanned continued rapid lying "Military career of course. .. I am the commander of the Ninth Regiment Trumpet assault parracadutisti "

" Mmm assault! " between the ironic comment Giovannoni and the mischievous "Did you hear my dear?! This is a big guy in every sense ..."





"Excellent! For a moment I was fearing the worst. .. when you said the military and I saw that thing hanging from his neck, I thought I was one of the usual horny military who wanted to annoy my beautiful little girl ... you are a master ... even a boy from the wholesome values, a servant of the fatherland well ... you'll have a fixed salary, than slap then ... but good! " said all the proud old

"I'm not complaining ... in fact I spend well and do a great job" good putting struts the Trumpet show off the pecs and biceps well modeled, while mother and daughter had both chicks all wet ...

"So why do not you take your towel and come here to get close to us?" Augusto

was immediately suggested it! The beautiful gnochetta now it was his own: He had to wait maybe another day and fuck it was no longer a problem . So he went to collect his towel and walked over to that of Roberta, who gave him not out of shyness almost never speak. The horn then spoke with Augusto football and almost could not stand it anymore. Also, see her naked next to Roberta if it was to be dying to play with. Those tits then had to scream!

"Papi, mi spalmi la crema dietro le spalle?” chiese a un certo punto Roberta.
“Che rompiballe che sei, proprio mo che volevo leggermi la gazzetta in santa pace!” rispose lui scavando nella borsa della moglie. Prese un tubetto di crema e la lanciò al Tromba. “Ti dispiace?”.

Non poteva crederci: Augusto gli stava chiedendo si spalmare la crema sul corpo della figlia. Era fatta!

“Ma figurati, per gli amici questo e altro” rispose lui quasi a volersi dimostrare disinteressato nei confronti della figlia.

Così si mise a cavalcioni su Roberta che stava distesa a pancia in giù, e le poggiò il cazzo tra le due natiche e gli iniziò a spalmare la crema sulle shoulders. He began to move forward in the pelvis back, rubbing his cock in the middle of chiappotte girl.

"Hey, go easy with that big beam" Augustus said, laughing, "otherwise my Impala ... my Robertina remains chaste and pure mica is used in those behemoths them hahaha! ".



then Robert raised his elbows holding his chest, maybe it was also a clear invitation to massage her tits. So the good soldier he followed his instincts again, brought out other cream from the tube and then putting their hands on the girl reached her breasts. They were a spectacle, soft to be milked like a cow. The squeezed one o'clock against each other and she groaned, but slowly. The strange thing was that his father looked at them and said nothing, in short, the trumpet was very good feeling it and squeezing her tits teasing of her daughter those beautiful capezzolini straight and he did not seem to give much trouble.






and rubbing his cock against Roberta's ass at some point the military did not resist more and began to cum, semen of three sketches that ended up on his back, and hide them smeared with the cream disappeared so quickly.

"Hey stud," Mrs Joan called him. "What about me go now?

"Sure lady."

looked the last time the skin of Roberta, tangled up with cream and cum and then stood up and reached the lady. The usual friends of Peter had been approached and invited him to the bar to comment on the new choices of the president of Inter,

So glad you put all of his wife lying belly-up, with her tits and pussy to the wind. He spread his legs and his Passeron explicitly proposed to the horn.

"Then stallion, put in the same position I had with my daughter, but the large beam infilamela well inside, and meanwhile spalmami properly the cream on her tits. "





"But madam, what does it say? Here, before her husband? ".

"Can not you see that my husband went to the bar with his friends? Have a hurry, time is short. "

So the military decided to please the lady stood up and straddled her hand addressed his cock between the lips of her shaved Passeron, then push hard ... everything just came despite the file size of the cock, that chick was hot, warm and wide open now wear ...








was very nice, she wanted to scream and tell her how it was nasty, but it had to do everything in all the silence. Meanwhile, rubbed cream on her tits and fingered them to him saw that there was a decision, they were as beautiful as those of her daughter but a bit 'more flaccid.
"Wonderful," she whispered under the pressures of increasingly violent and decided Trumpet. "I like nice young men like you. When I was a girl I used to fuck me by anyone ... but a huge beam, hard and thick as your mica I have never taken me ... mmm ... it splits into two so big ... you're so violent, I you do get in my mouth mmmmm. "
The Trumpet was banging the bad but looked around worried, luckily the horn was still at the bar chatted animatedly. Then he looked at Robert who had fallen asleep, or so it seemed. Everything under control in fact. Then he began to push more quickly and forcefully pulling the hair because he wanted to bring the lady to an orgasm quickly. For him it was quite difficult to reach ejaculation again because he had cum a few minutes before. The horn had never stuck my dick in a pussy so indecently chipped, as if the lady he had taken so many dicks that had nearly consumed. But anyway it was a great feeling, all entered into the auction without much difficulty and he continued to smear the cream on her tits squeezing them eager ...





"SIII ... well ... I love so violent," he whispered Mrs.. "What a beautiful cock that thou hast soldatone nice ... I am coming, be spaccami all the pussy!".

"Oh lady, I have to cum" said the young man moving the basin more quickly.

"Sborrami in stallion, Cum all you want, now I do not run more risks ... mmmm."
"Then take it all Giovannoni long roof," said the Trumpet delivering the finishing blow the strong and violent that made him cum like a river "... ooooh SIII you cum in pussy!".


"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" started screaming like a mad woman she reached the ' orgasm after that last blow the horn scared


pulled out the dick still quick spray from the pussy Joanne told her to shut up, but it was too late ... while a spurt of cum went to hit the top Augustus saw the umbrella called by the cry of his wife was approaching towards the umbrella shouting in turn: "Honey what happened?! are you okay? "She continued

that cry, adding "AAAAAAAUUUUGUSTOOOOOOOOO! so dear ... I'm fine, but I'm so ... cadoooo vammi mo to get a nice ice to mentaaaa!"

The man then went back to the bar impatiently to please his wife ...


The Trumpet heaved a sigh of relief .... had cum for the second time, now began to lose the erection consistency. What could have become suspicious Mr. Augustus, then had to go away soon. But before he could return to his canvas he was back with the ice in his hand ...

"Hey, how come you were all in the first shot and you're so down?".

"Because unfortunately I have to go and I'm very sorry because I was very happy here with you, "replied the Trumpet climbing on the glass ...

"Well, but you can come back tomorrow. We'll be back here. " The fine military

then lowered to take the cloth and making it seem like a random Roberta rubbed on the lips of his glans dirty cum and moods of the mother. She awoke with a start and licked her lips, then looked up to see him leave the boy disappeared over the bar ....

"It's just that there's a good boy," said Augustus, very pleased.

"MMMMM ... Bravissimo" said the wife licking her delicious mint ice "And that icicle is so delicious mmm ... "the last of the cum shots Trumpet sull'ombrellone had finished it dripped down on the ice and Joan had only narrowly avoided the tanned skinned of the August ...



... continues in the next episode ...


to: Stephan Zanzi

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