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On the floor was a uniform of a cavalier guard.
He finished, having planted Lisa so deeply that her cunt was out of sight.
Lisa jumped off him and ran to wash.
Then I saw his face – it was Dantes, who was recently admitted to the Guard and from which all the women went crazy.
We were not presented to each other, but once I pointed to him in the house where the most beautiful women of St. Petersburg gathered.
I stood next to N.
which also saw him for the first time.
And she burst out: “And he is really extraordinarily beautiful!” Blood rushed to my head.
And in the moment when I remembered it, I finished, and Nina swallowed and swallowed.
And suddenly I thought with anger about N.
which, in those rare times when I persuade her to take my cock in her mouth, always chokes, clears her throat and spits out my seed in disgust.
Devilish thought occurred to me – would she spit out his seed? Only one jealous answer appeared to me and threw me into the abyss of hatred: I suppose I would have swallowed without choking, and I also licked my lips.
Going home, I passed through the hall and saw a drunken Dantes with another cavalier guard.
They drank with Lisa and Tamara.
Dantes spoke French and his friend translated.
Liza, noticing me, sent me a kiss, and Dantes turned in my direction and smiled broadly: – I’m betting that you are Pushkin.
“I have no honor,” I said coldly, passing by.
“Oh, let me introduce myself,” he bravely jumped up from the sofa and followed me.
He ran forward, bowed and called himself.
I nodded and went to the front.
He staggered on my heels, staggering.
“I am a new man in Petersburg, and I would like to get closer with you,” he said.
“This is not the most convenient place to meet,” I had to answer.

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I stopped and looked at him curiously.
I had no idea how many more puns I would have to hear.
Meanwhile, he continued: “You are a famous poet, but have you ever thought about the greatest poetic phenomenon in nature?” I wondered what he would say, and I hesitated to leave.
– Looking at any woman, I know quite firmly that each of them has a cunt.
Yes, yes, a simple fact, but how much poetry in this unshakable confidence.
After all, only she gives us a goal in behavior with any woman.
Were it not for this confidence, we would be overwhelmed with sorrow, because women in society behave as if they have no pussy.
I could not help smiling from the likeness of our thoughts and told him that when he learned Russian, I would let him read my fairy tale, where the confidence about which he speaks is questioned.
In order not to continue the conversation with this young man, which was unpleasant for me to lead, I quickly said goodbye.
Under other circumstances and with someone else, I would love to enter into an entertaining conversation, but at first glance my heart did not lie to Dantes.
In addition, after marriage, I was even afraid with close friends to discuss the pleasures of fucking and pussy, which was always my favorite topic of conversation.
I understood that a conversation on these topics of a married man involves his wife in them, for any comment will inevitably be taken into her account.
And the wife’s name must be inviolable.
When I began to change N.
I stopped holding back in words: I returned to my favorite topics of conversation, mentioning other women.
But my interlocutors still attributed all N.
what I say.
Now it became clear to me.
But, alas, too late.
Since then, when I meet Dantes in the light, I always catch on him his roguish gaze.
One day, he even dared to wink at me, but when he saw the anger flaring on my face, he no longer decided on such liberty.
Whenever he dances with N.
, I have a feeling that he fucks her – he is too sure that she has a pussy, he is deprived of any romantic doubt.
This thought does not leave me and infuriates me, so I leave the dance hall and turn off my jealousy with the excitement of a gambling game or drag after beauties.
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– Yeah: – I no longer had anything to say, I let Karina put on her panties, which I specifically took with me.
Now, though she looked like a whore-bride, but at least her pussy was covered up.
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