My favorite neighbor

Once we were celebrating the birthday and anniversary of our neighbor Tanya from the fifth floor. She got a little sad, saying she was already 50, when this amazing young lady stood up and delivered a wonderful impromptu:

Our Tanya is almost crying,

Fifty is looming for her.

Hush, Tanechka, don't cry!

We'll still go galloping away!

Everyone started laughing, and when the laughter died down, Tanya, to whom it dawned slowly, like on a giraffe, suddenly asked slowly:

— And how is that — galloping? In the Amazon pose, or what?

Then we all just roared with laughter — that's how, thanks to my wonderful neighbor, we had an excellent and fun birthday.

Well, when everyone was about to leave, she suddenly asked me to "escort the drunk woman home," which I was only too happy to do. And she even whispered in my ear:

— Sasha, stop peeking into my bra! Is it really that interesting there?

What a question! Of course — fourth-size breasts! And what slender legs of a former gymnast I have, and her siren's walk, and how she swings her cool butt... And when we entered her apartment, she surprised me again — handed me a handkerchief to "wipe the drool," or else you'll go crazy, she said, now I'll calm you down. And she "calmed me down"! She sat down on the sofa, placed me opposite her, and, taking out my rock-hard cock, gave me an absolutely amazing blowjob. And she even shoved my right hand into her cleavage. It was pure delight — I even lost consciousness for a couple of seconds when I came!

And for the road, she read me her short little poem, and it was so tricky that its ending dawned on me later — my "friend" was standing rock-hard again:

I hold it in my hands

And lick it with pleasure.

Licked once, twice, and thrice —

There's nothing tastier in the world!

I immerse my little tongue

Into the formed little eye.

Play with it there a little,

Then quickly take it out,

To lick off once again

The sticky juice from the soft head.

Oh, how wonderful and pleasant!

But I return back.

I draw the head into my mouth.

How I wanted it! There —

I suck, I swallow, I suck again,

I cannot stop.

But, pleasure is not eternal…

ICE CREAM — is not infinite.

And then I understood again that my "friend" was in heaven once more, finding himself in the magical little mouth of my neighbor. It was a fairy tale!

That's what a wonderful neighbor I have!