After knocking on the door, from under which a strip of light penetrated, Vera entered the room.

Jacqueline combed her hair while sitting in front of a mirror in a transparent nightgown. The upper chandelier was extinguished and only two small sconces hanging from the side of the mirror lit the room. In their soft light, Jacqueline’s body was as if enveloped in a haze of cloth flowing around him.

“How beautiful you are,” said Vera, walking up to her.

- Really, do you like me? - Jacqueline laughed, turning to her, and, having passed her hand over her body, said: - Undoubtedly, the female body is more beautiful than the male one. What are these wonderful things worth doing! ...

She, smiling, lowered her shirt from her shoulders, baring her breasts, and barely touching, gently ran her fingers over them.

- Are you agree with me? She asked Vera, without ceasing to gently stroke her swelling nipples, which looked like little pink grapes.

Vera, who was somewhat embarrassed about her actions, nodded. She suddenly felt her own nipples respond to Jacqueline's movements — it was as if goosebumps ran through them, forcing them to gather in tight peas.

“Oh, I see marvelous buds rising on your flower beds too,” Jacqueline exclaimed laughing, noticing how Vera's nipples stiffened under the thin fabric of the peignoir. “Open them up, give them freedom,” she suggested.

- Well, what are you! - Vera, blushing, covered her chest with her hand.

- Why? Nobody sees us, we are alone here, what is there to be embarrassed about? - Jacqueline said in surprise, getting up and approaching Vera. - Do you want me to undress you? It is good for the body to breathe air. How much we hang clothes on him, but he needs freedom, open space! Take it off, take it off ...

And before Vera had time to object, Jacqueline instantly unbuttoned her negligee, and, throwing him down on a chair, began to pull Vera's shirt off.

- Jacqueline, wait! - Vera tried to stop her, but she, having already taken off her shirt, threw her aside and looked with satisfaction at Vera’s naked body.

- Yes, you are divine! - She exclaimed with delight, turning Vera to the mirror. - Look: how can you hide such beauty! It is a pity that we are not in ancient Greece. They knew how to appreciate women's charms, not forcing them to hide under coarse rags called decent clothes.

Vera confusedly looked at her reflection. There was some unspeakable pleasure to stand naked under the admiring gaze of Jacqueline.

And Jacqueline leaned toward her, touching her bare back with her breast, and said:

“Now I understand why your Waldemar runs here so often ...”

Vera frowned.

Jacqueline, noticing this, asked quietly:

- you bad with him?

- Not bad. Just no way. “I feel nothing, except pressure, when he touches or plunges into me,” Vera frankly answered.

- Oh, my dear! - Jacqueline exclaimed, and standing behind her, embraced Vera, firmly clinging to her chest.

Vera shuddered at the touch of Jacqueline and froze.

Jacqueline, noticing this, asked:

- Do you feel unpleasant that I touch you?

“No, on the contrary,” Vera answered quietly and shyly looked into Jacqueline’s eyes reflected in the mirror.

She uncoupled her hands and, looking at Vera in the mirror, carefully laid her hands on her breasts.

Vera gasped.

Jacqueline gently stroked her nipples and slightly squeezed her fingers.

- Oh my God! - breathed out Vera. - What are you doing, Jacqueline ?!

- Nothing special, just touching you ... Do you like it?

“I haven’t experienced anything like that before ...” Vera confessed quietly, without taking her eyes off Jacqueline’s hands.

She continued to caress her breasts, and Vera, dying from some unusual languor, watched the flashing of her swelling nipples between her fingers.

“I want to touch you too,” she whispered faintly.

Jacqueline slowly came out from behind Vera and stood in front of her, looking at her with desireful eyes.

Vera looked down at her breasts, and suddenly, unexpectedly, she bent over and pressed her mouth to Jacqueline's pink nipple.

Jacqueline screamed and pressed Vera's head to her.

Sensing Jacqueline's resilient nipple in her mouth, Vera began to suck it passionately, rubbing her tongue, biting her teeth, and feeling how bliss unfamiliar to her before that covered the body. She found the second nipple in her hand and began pinching it, as Jacqueline had done with her breasts before.

Jacqueline, who was moaning, found Vera's breasts, also began to caress them, tormenting her nipples with strong tweaks, which caused Vera to feel excited in a completely different place — she suddenly wanted someone to touch her bosom, and even stuck into it. The lower abdomen sweetly and painfully ached, and inside everything fluttered, pouring out heat and moisture. Belief suddenly imagined that somewhere deep in it a small fish was beating, eagerly opening its mouth in search of the desired flesh. This desire shocked her - until now she couldn’t even imagine how this place can feel, to which everyone is assigned the role of concentrating pleasure unknown to the Faith so far. Now Vladimir would be very useful here with his hard flesh, so often plunging into the indifferent bosom of Faith.

Remembering him, Vera suddenly felt how the picture of recent closeness, when she indifferently watched the movements of Vladimir, deeply digging into her, now causes a wave of wild excitement in her.

She moaned and, lowering her hand, touched her hot bosom.

Noticing this, Jacqueline suddenly pushed her head from her chest and pulled Vera to the bed behind her.

“It will be more convenient for us here,” she explained in a choppy voice, and, waiting for Vera to fall on the bed, hung over her, and, digging a kiss on her lips, rushed her hand to the bottom of her stomach.

Stunned by the woman’s kiss, Vera found that he was no different from the man’s, except perhaps more tender and gentle.

Jacqueline's lips were soft, and her tongue was quick and quivering, as were her fingers, which, carefully opening the petals covering Vera’s bosom, plunged into her moist hot core.

- Oh! - Vera moaned, abruptly leaning on Jacqueline's finger. - More more!

Suddenly, Jacqueline, tearing herself away from Vera, rushed to the dresser, and, having pulled something out of it, returned to the bed.

“That's what you need right now, I always use it when I want to touch myself deep, deep inside,” she said, showing Vera a long rubber stick. - But first I ...

And not having finished speaking, she with a moan buried her face between the legs of Vera.

She unexpectedly spread her hips, causing Jacqueline another moan, and then choked herself - hot, hot tongue Jacqueline ran, fluttering on Vera's inner side and piercing her bosom, caressing him with frantic greedy licking movements.

Vera, sensing that from somewhere in the depths, a doping wave rises, which blunts her body with a blight, spread her legs wider and wider before Jacqueline, opening the pulsating entrance with her fingers and removing the outdated hair from the trembling tongue.

Under the veil of Vera, there were flashes of red fire.

Suddenly, someone's strong hands lifted her legs up, Jacqueline's tongue disappeared, and something more came to replace him, burst into Faith, filling it to the end, and starting to move in her ...

- Stronger, stronger, rushing the hips towards elastic penetration, prayed Vera, without opening her eyes.

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