Peter Stone - the BEST BITCH on the NET (28)

Please note! This book has been translated into English using automatic translation software. However, if anyone would like to help us with a professional translation, we would be extremely grateful...))

From the original annotation: Originality of judgement and bold statements bordering on madness, with sincere contempt for the instinct of self-preservation; sharp erotic scenes bordering on the permissible; masterful juggling of social memes bordering on the absurd; great as funny and funny as great — you will find all this in Peter Stone's (Piotr Kamen' in Russian) truly multifaceted new book, aimed at a wide range of free-thinking adult readers of both sexes.
Not recommended for reading by uneducated people with unstable mental health...))

Briefly about the author: Peter Stone (Pyotr Kamen' in Russian) (born 1973) is a writer, composer-arranger, and sound engineer. He is the husband and producer of web model, porn actress, and singer Aimee Hot MILF (aka AimeeParadise).

Chapter Twenty-Eight - Toy “Maxim” and the Army of Warrior Girls...))

Like all babys whose preschool years fell during the “stagnant” 1970s, I was extremely patriotic. I loved wearing Budenovka hats and sailor caps, and dreamed of a peakless cap and a helmet with a red star, like those worn during the Great Patriotic War, but my parents never bought them for me... Instead, I had a huge arsenal of weapons: toy Mausers, Nagans, rifles, and on my seventh birthday, I was even given a wind-up metal Maxim machine gun, which was wound up with a key, and when fired, a piece of pink foam rubber pulsated rhythmically at the end of its barrel in time with the rate of fire... ))
And, of course, I constantly felt my connection to the Best Country in the World, the first in history to defeat all the shit that led to the Revolution, when people whose souls ached for a Bright Future for the World literally took the bull by the horns and drove out those pig-nosed, unprincipled bourgeois and the tsar, who really prevented normal people from living and were a constant source of stress and other numerous troubles... Chapaev, Pavka Korchagin, Kotovsky, Budyonny — this is far from a complete list of the pantheon of my young heart at that time, the heart of a young Warrior of Light...
My mother tried to stay at work as long as possible, my grandmother was mainly responsible for my nutrition, and my upbringing was left to black-and-white television and radio. As for propaganda and patriotic education, the USSR was at least as good as Germany during the Goebbels era.
But what resonated most strongly in my young heart were not the exploits of men, but of women; all those heroic girls from Zina Portnova and Zoya Kosmodemyanskaya to Gulya Koroleva and Liza Chaikina. By first grade, I was already reading very briskly, practically as well as I do today. From time to time, I would beg my elders to buy me another red folder from the “Pioneer Heroes” series, which carefully contained 5-7 brochures with bright illustrations dedicated to the exploits of one heroic pioneer or another... Since, in a way that was incomprehensible even to myself, I had been brought up from youth to respect the written word and the work of other writers, I did not skip pages, but read from beginning to end, eagerly awaiting the dénouement, their tragic deaths with detailed descriptions of their suffering and torture... I have always been a die-hard heterosexual, and therefore, of course, I was relatively indifferent to pioneers, boys who simply died in battle or were tortured to death... Heroic pioneer girls, on the other hand, really drove me crazy...
Gradually, an entire Army of Wild Warrior Girls formed in my imagination, and at the head of this army was, of course, myself... )) And it was such an Army of Light! My girls and I swept away all the outdated, morally obsolete shit of our forefathers and freed this ugly world from evil, giving it a completely different, new life, a bright future, a new earth, and new heavens... ))

Xxxdaryaxx
Donetsk, age 55+...
Moans and wild cries of Aunt Dasha's passionate bitch...))

This bitch is something extraordinary!!! See for yourself! ))
Yes, in terms of figure, she is a very ordinary woman in her early 50s... She is slightly overweight. But how passionately this frank animal cums - and above all with herself! Here she is, the True Woman who has grasped the nature of the Beast within herself, the Nature of the Female .!. She moans, howls, whines, and screams so much that you could make a track based on her passionate cries.))
Yes, the bitch is certainly not in her prime, and her figure leaves something to be desired, but the girl cums so hard it breaks your heart and is on the level of a work of art! )) She writhes and shakes her whole body, screams as if she's being cut, swears, squirts - she's brilliant, not just a girl! )) That's why I'm really almost in love with this chick! Please, as they say, fuck and enjoy! ))
I trained her, probably, seven times... Alas, the merciless river of time has not preserved everything, but something remains... But before I show you our sessions, I want you to get used to her by watching a selection of Dasha's orgasms, because this is truly ART. Learn, girls. ))))
And, of course, I was extremely amused by her expression “fuck-rattle!” ))) I've never heard that before... “Fuck-bang!” is a classic, yes, but “fuck-rattle!”!!! ))) In general, you really live and learn... )))
Dasha, you're awesome! We wish you more intense and long orgasms, to the delight of us all!!! ))

“Ah-ha-ha!” Hold-me burst into sincere laughter. “So, how is your Army of Light doing now, Wie-the-Poo?”
“You know, Holly... well, they're doing pretty well!” Wie-the-Poo smiled after a short pause to think. "The Army of Wild Warrior Chicks really exists! And my heroines are really changing this world for the better, steadily bringing it closer to the final victory of Good and the reign of Light over Darkness!
“Uh-huh,” Hold-me giggled, “especially when they spread their legs wider!”
“Laugh all you want, but it's really true!” “Bear Dick” exclaimed quite convincingly and, throwing fifty tokens into her private chat, ordered:
“Put your hands behind your back, my sweet bitch! Stop talking, my depraved slut!”



To be continued...

If you are interested in this book and you can read Russian, we are happy to inform you that this book has been published in Russian and can easily be found in any search engine by entering the query "Пётр Камень Лучшая Чика Сети"...))