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Night Entertainment in the Village
It was a quiet summer night. A cool breeze blew from the slightly rippling waters of Lake Onega. It gently caressed the skin tired from the daytime heat, ruffling hair. The water reflected the whimsical trunks of trees, their green leaves rustling mysteriously, as if singing a sensitive song about something unknown and exciting.
At that time, on the damp sandy shore, between the tall mighty trunks of pines, freshly thrown dry branches were igniting in the campfire. Around this blazing fire gathered village girls and boys. They laughed loudly, animatedly retelling jokes and anecdotes to each other!
The noisy fun was complemented by the old, broken tape recorder that was working hoarsely. Despite the batteries being almost dead, it diligently produced sounds resembling music. Vodka was bubbling, spilling into plastic disposable cups. Orange reflections of flames crawled up the trunks.
Dressed in light sundresses, sheer tops, and short skirts, the girls pressed against the hot bodies of the boys. The boys deftly caressed their tender skin, slipping their hands under the thin t-shirts, exploring their swollen nipples.
One couple secluded themselves right by the shore - it was Ksyusha and Pasha, who lived in the same house not far from the village shop. Pasha laid Ksenia on the damp sand, kissing her lips, neck, and chest... She especially liked it when he traced the outline of her nipples with the tip of his tongue... His fingers gently caressed Ksyusha's tender, plump labia, and she writhed from the growing desire within her, as if an electric current was running from the tips of her fingers through all her nerves down her spine. He touched her clitoris, inserting his fingers into her deep, wet, hot hole.
And then he knelt down, took her by the hips, and pulled her onto his mighty member. Ksyusha wrapped her legs around Pasha and began to move, rubbing her back against the cool, damp sand. His heart raced wildly, it was hard to breathe, as if he was lacking air... Holding her by the waist, it was convenient for Pasha to observe everything happening as if from the outside.
Meanwhile, by the fire, a nimble blonde named Zhenya was intently licking the members of Sasha and Dima. She alternately took them into her mouth, touching the edge of the crimson heads with her tongue, while closing her eyes, softly moaning, teasing the boys' scrotums with her fingers. Suddenly, she felt two strong male hands slip under her skirt, squeezing her buttocks tightly and pulling her towards a firm, hot, huge member. It smoothly entered her narrow, wet slit. It was Max - the physical education teacher. Within a couple of seconds, he was moving quickly and insistently. Zhenya seemed ready to scream, moving towards his strong thrusts, breathing loudly, but she did not let go of Pasha and Dima's members with her gripping fingers.
Not far away, comfortably settled on the soft, green, cool grass, two very young girlfriends were selflessly satisfying Sergey - a middle-aged divorced man with a five-year-old son. He watched the diligent and skillful movements of the girls. And when they noticed his lustful gaze, their faces flushed, and giggling shyly, they began to lick his crimson, fully tensed member even more eagerly from both sides. They traced the entire length with the tips of their red, wet tongues. He shuddered and tensed more and more... The thin skin on his head seemed about to tear.
The man picked up one of the girls and sharply pulled her onto his member. She squealed and straightened up. In surprise, he froze, not pulling his unit out of her tight slit. After stepping back a bit, she began to move slowly but persistently up and down. The second girl, who had been watching them for a long time, really wanted to join them. And so she began to passionately suck on her friend's nipples while her hand wandered somewhere between the moving bodies of her partners. From time to time, the girls switched places...
This is how the village youth entertains themselves on quiet summer nights...
Contents of the publication: Full Pull #01
- НА-ЧАЛО - Maxx, captain tresh
Introduction to Full Pull magazine's launch with diverse content from ZX Spectrum enthusiasts, emphasizing community and unique content creation.
- ХАЙ-TECH
Step-by-step guide for creating a printed circuit board at home, from drilling to etching and soldering.
- ДЕЛАЙ SAM
Guide to adapting SEGA MegaDrive joysticks for ZX Spectrum, detailing wiring and assembly. Discusses joystick compatibility and modifications required. Provides practical tips for joystick customization.
- MY SPEKK
Description of a customized ZX Spectrum with detailed modifications and personal reflections. Highlights include unique hardware alterations and creative solutions. A call for others to share their Spectrum stories.
- SUPA-ГАМZ
Description of the game 'Operation Gunship' released by Codemasters, including gameplay mechanics and personal anecdotes from the author about their experiences playing it on ZX Spectrum.
- pC>>ZX
The article discusses adapting PC power supplies for use with the ZX Spectrum. It explores technical aspects, including wire configurations and power capacity. Practical tips for modification and repairs are provided.
- MY CITY
Personal exploration of city districts, highlighting unique features and personal experiences.
- ОКНАZZZ
Parody of a TV show, 'ОКНА', recapping episodes with satirical humor. Focuses on absurd and comedic relationship dilemmas. Explores themes of jealousy, friendship, and intimacy.
- TRSH-SKA3KA
The article tells a humorous story about a man who tricks a bear and ends up in a series of unfortunate events involving mushrooms and a cunning fox.
- NATЯGGG
Description of a summer night gathering in a village by a lakeside with young people engaging in social and intimate activities.
- НАМ ПИШУТ
Readers' letters section for thoughts and feelings.
- CREDITZЬ
The article lists contributors to the fpl-1, detailing their names, locations, and roles.
