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The last differed in impudent behavior, freedom-loving passionate nature and wild tricks. Tall and huge for to twelve with small years, Yamskoy looked on all fifteen, and the practical sophisticated mind quite compensated this shortage aged, unlike other akselerirovanny overages. Almost each scandalous event at school was connected with a surname Yamskoy. The administration repeatedly asked about Yamskoy's expel from school, but generous impulses of teachers always encountered the assurances of mother of responsible of close correction supported with calls of distant relatives from the Executive Committee of the City Soviet of People's Deputies. Teachers needed only to wait before natural release from the odious personality on receipt to her certificates on the termination of educational institution (in this case reasonably to speak only about the reference). Zhelobkov quickly accustomed on the new place thanks to the character and ability to find with all a common language. He met with many, and with Kanawa - especially, partly because that and from it went to school one road. And, though Zhelobkov wasn't a riffraff and had no such sadistic bents as his criminal friend, the physical force of Anton, his ability to stand for himself and voluble tongue iimponirovat to Kanawa, and they had common interests and hobbies. Both sank down on "disco" and with hobbies chased new records, however, Anton had no tape recorder and he was content with what listened at friends to. Liked to play soccer, and recently both were passionately hit in chess, for hours staying over a board as it was it is surprising. Probably, here I took passion. Fleetingly began to be interested also in a female, especially Kanawa with his hypertrophied imagination. However, process of knowledge of a relationship between the man and the woman at them was at primitive stages of development. - You are one, whether that? - A ditch somehow mysteriously I lowered a voice as if was going to report something serious and important. - One... A ditch suddenly for some reason I undid a fly, I lowered a little trousers and I barked...-Well - with! We will jerk off?! To attention of slightly struck dumb Zhelobkov the skukozhenny teenage dick appeared. A ditch I clicked him few times a finger. The dick, bulking up and twitching, I began to gain height. Anton rakhokhotatsya. For Kanawa similar tricks were already found. For example, once, sitting at a back school desk at a botany lesson, he took out an eregirovanny dick from trousers and began to knock him on an internal surface of a cover of a school desk, keeping saying... 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Groaning and groaning from the caused pleasure, in about three minutes that was in the home stretch. With frenzy podrygivy in a hand reddened as carrot, the wet dick, Kanawa was inclined by the case forward, all contracted and quickly got nervous. A part of the scattered cum foully departed on a shirt. - O-oh...-voluptuously Kanawa stretched, leaning back on a back of a chair and stupidly smiling. The forehead sat, without moving. A ditch I had a rest blindly., then I moved, correcting uncombed clothes, and I gave out in the repertoire...-Oh, pancake, eternal high. A forehead, we will play chess?