My happiness is not money)

I can confidently call myself a very happy man. Yes, I have no yachts, villas, islands and aircraft. But my wealth is completely different plane. This realization came to me easy. For a long time I wanted to material well-being, thinking that money will solve all my questions. However, everything was much easier. Now I know what intangibles make me happy ...The greatest value to me are quite simple things!Sun in the sky, which shines and warms. The wind in the face. Rain. Snow. The talented and beautiful music. Dancing to the music (in a club or at home). Love in my heart. Friends who understand and accept me. Friends who I can trust one hundred percent. Small and large daily business achievements. The cat, who loves to play with me. Parents who have given me so much. Books, of which I find interesting and new. Time in nature. Hot sand, which can bury his heels. Movies and TV shows that are entertaining, give food for thought. Travel and places in which I was not. The ability to smile almost all the time. Believe in yourself. Faith in the people. Belief in the great power of love. My body, with a full range of healthy limbs. Roof over your head. The food that gives strength and gives pleasure. The clothes I wear. The ability to be themselves. The ability to make this world a better place.Of course, money - it's a wonderful tool that allows us to live a certain way, which allows to change the world for the better. But they are certainly not an end in itself)

Hi ) Happy New NEw Year!

Hi guys) Finally I went online! I wanna congratulate u all with Happy New Year and with you all the best) Hope you ve celebrate great!)) Also wish you happy holidays) For some of you they are still continued) So here re my congratulations, as it says it is netter later then never :DHappy New Year, my dear friend,Let it be good and beautiful.To all dreamed about passionate,It was an amazing destiny.Let the New Year's EveNew joy light days.And in the eyes, as if at the time of sunrise,Zorev shining lights.So do not be sad forever in vainAnd make friends with people mentallyLet him be happy and clear,And we all smiles the world!Happy New Year with a new happiness!We wish you a lot of things,Whatever clouds in the fate or bad weatherCould not you spoil it.We wish you a Christmas wonderlandAnd to all, like a fairy tale, it came out,That only ever that withoutAnd in the New Year pleasant happened.We wish you a good and light,We wish the summer, always summer,And even in the winter anywayDo not leave your used it.To circling flocks of poultry,Bear a sun on the eyelashes,And every time a light breezeHe fondled and indulged only you.

My first fetish)

I have learned to masturbate so. I was 18 years old. Once they left me alone. I watched the movie, it was already dark outside and then a crash. It was a salute in honor of the holiday. I dimmed the lights and ran to the window. Opposite my house was 9 etazhka and its windows were very close. In the window in front of me I saw a guy my age, he, too, looked out the window. He was wearing a green T-shirt and shorts. When he saw me, he waved to me. I waved back. And suddenly he pulled a chair to the window and jumped at him and made a rocking motion of the hips.I was surprised, but then pulled the boy shorts, pants and showed stoyashuyu pussy. My throat was dry, and I froze. And then he began to drive on the pussy hand, very carefully turning around so that I was clearly visible. I could not restrain himself, he jumped on the windowsill and began to repeat after him. Soon I had finished, and the boy too. It was my first time. After that we had always 10 hours in the evening, and sometimes in the afternoon after work, masturbate each other in the window. In our university, I did not meet him, it turned out he is studying at the Lyceum. On the street, too, at first I did not see this guy, Vadim, was a bit shy and did not particularly .And I found out his name when he was playing with the boys in the yard. We will know each other, but did not show it. Probably prevent confusion. But Reaching home, I ran over to the window and Vadim was already there. At the time, we had so hard that three days did not play. We have never met in the courtyard and well, did not talk about what was happening. It was our secret. Somewhere in a year Vadim moved and I started to masturbate already one.

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