Gently settled in a chair, you felt a long-accumulated fatigue and a great desire to leave, to fly away from this bustling world. Having closed your eyes for a moment, you imagined my hands, which tenderly slid along your hands, the edge of your clothes and, as it were, in the continuation (it was so natural) on juicy girlish legs. My touch was soft and desirable. You suddenly felt such a wonderful bliss, such a blissful calm, a surge of violent fantasy and primitive desire. The body trembled in anticipation of fabulous bliss. The fatigue was gone, as if there wasn’t behind a difficult busy day. Your lips parted, exposing a small mouth and a scarlet tongue, trembling in anticipation. Slowly, I touched my lips to yours and my hand began to touch your legs more boldly, and then completely accidentally turned out to be under your short skirt. There everything breathed heat, but it was so cozy that I could not take my hand out until the next day. I ran my hand even deeper.

I immediately managed to find that soft knob between your legs, which rose half way to the place so desirable for everybody. I gripped him with all my fingers, gently squeezed, and then somehow penetrated into the panties as well, and I didn’t climb from above, but for some reason from the side ... probably so close. The first thing that met me there was a delightful silkiness of hairs, a bit thick, but that is why even more pleasant. When you began to plant suddenly, slowly spreading your long legs to the sides, then the hairs turned out so much that they could barely fit into my palm. However, this did not prevent me from finding that paradise, the island of flesh, which attracted my hot moisture and tenderness to myself. To this, my intrusion, you responded with a faint moan and spread your legs even more widely. Your small solid lump inside the burnt islet swelled to the extreme and became hard and oblong ...

Your palms gently embraced my head and began to send it lower and lower, inviting me to visit the innermost corners of my body. So I found myself at the dark mound of curly hair, which was so sweet, it emanated such fragrance that I could not deny myself the pleasure hold his lips open, feel his rough softness. The hairs went down and were lost between your legs, and I took these legs and spread them as wide as you could afford it. In my view, a wonderful creature appeared, which certainly belonged to the most beautiful creations of nature. In the frame of black hairs, I saw two delicate, scarlet lips shining in my wet excitement, like rose petals dipped in the morning dew. Revealed slightly in breadth, they almost revealed their secret a delight in the depths of which were even more exciting features.

It’s not my own from lust, I put my lips to this source, trying to drink all its life-giving juices. As far as possible, I absorbed a young, frayed body, fragrant hair and could not quench my thirst. Then I parted the swollen doors of your tender body and slowly ran the tip of the tongue between them, touched the small petals and entered my tongue into the wet hole. There, inside the inflamed vagina, injected with its tart flavor, I began to circle the tongue along the walls of the vulva, and this went on for ages. When I began to scha your clitoris, then slightly touching it with the tip of the tongue, then hitting it on the purple sides, then passionately sucking up, you suddenly began to squirm so much that I had to put all my efforts and dexterity in order not to be left without your amazing toy. I gripped you by the thigh with one hand, and with the other I began to squeeze and stroke your breasts with a feeling, and this somewhat calmed you.

At the same moments, when I particularly dug into your clitoris, almost swallowing this sweet candy, you shook up sharply, and instead of a quivering moan, some wild, hysterical snore burst out of your chest, which brought me even more excited in the juices of a heated body, I turned into a mass of quivering flesh, thirsting for pleasure and carnal animal pleasure. Real fury took hold of me. Feeling the growing excitement becoming intolerable, unable to restrain myself any longer, I got up, took you by the rounded thighs and smoothly led your petrified phallus into you to the full possible depth. You wheezed as if from a blow, but then you calmed down and leaned towards me with your whole body, as if stringing yourself. I made a few slow, light movements, feeling how comfortable my prodigal friend was and how we should be fine with him now.

Then I moved on to more energetic jolts, in response to which you began to shake with your whole body, and hoarse exhalations began to break out of your nature. You responded to me with quite weighty movements of your wide hips, and this gave even more charm to our occupation, made the pleasure even more complete. Having bitten your lip, you lay back, your hair was scattered, and on the face covered with beads of sweat lay a stamp of sensual thrill, as if you were taking every impulse with all your being. Without stopping my occupation, I gently kissed you on slightly dried lips and you willingly leaned towards me. At this time, our thighs softly and loudly bumped into each other and my lips merged in an endless sweet kiss, and I moved my tongue with the same bliss as my friend. Wave after wave led me to the very top of carnal happiness.

I felt more and more clearly that my red-hot member was more and more filled with languor, and that moment when the cup, overflowing to the brim, would be spilled with life-giving moisture, was not far off.