Night Moscow streets, faded lantern light illuminated the road. We returned home after a good walk. It was drizzling, the visibility was very poor and the movement was difficult. With the brakes of your gray-blue eight, something was wrong and you paid all your attention only to the roads. The trip I was a little tired and waiting, when we seem at home I dozed off.

Finally we arrived at the scene and I woke up. With a tired look, you turned off the engine, hugged me and said:

- Maybe relax, drink a beer?

- With great pleasure! Cute smile, I replied. We left the car sharply feeling June with some damp and coolness. Firmly holding hands, we went to the store, despite the fatigue, our eyes shone and the smile never left our faces. It was interesting and good for us together, we were happy and someone extra would just hinder us.

After a quarter of an hour we were sitting in the car sipping beer and crunching chips, in the twilight night everyone enjoyed the charm of each other, large drops of rain hit the windows and the roof. You silently looked at me and somehow suddenly said:

- You know, I love you, I love you very much! - a small tremor swept through my body.

“Oh ... you can't love me.”

- Be quiet, do not say anything. You touched my cheek with a warm hand, - Baby, silly - I felt your tender lips and short breath somewhere near my ear. - My girl. - Hands confidently unbuttoned the small buttons on my fitting blouse, I was very pleased and I did not hesitate to respond to your hot kisses, pressing you harder and harder. Kissing me, you threw the driver's seat back. I found myself on top of you, it seemed tempting.

You felt my cold little hands on my chest, which slid lower and lower, then I found something hard and very hot, with inept touches, at first I caressed the head, which always shuddered from my fingers, and then clutching tightly, began to move my hand upwards then down. You felt my wet lips on the stomach, I wanted to explore you all, I continued to move lower, slightly licked my head, I noticed that you were trembling. Clasping your mouth with your penis deeper, at the same time caressing you with your tongue, I enjoyed the alluring smell of your body. You began to squirm from my game, tightly grabbing me by the chest, then by the ass, puffing sweetly from pleasure. Somehow, unexpectedly, you grabbed me, turned me onto my back, my legs were on the steering wheel, my head was spinning from the beer, I could not object to you, I also wanted this.

You came to me so quickly that I even screamed in surprise. Having made a sharp push, you grabbed my buttocks so that they began to go numb, then moved very carefully and slowly, as if trying to feel every millimeter inside. Warm intermittent breathing warmed my ear, and wet kisses were an extraordinary pleasure. Bringing me to orgasm, you made some more sharp jolts and got, then why did you strive.

Leaning on your arm, you looked at me, stroking your finger around your lips:

- Let's get dressed, my girl? - I silently began to stretch my jeans, then I lit a cigarette, you quickly put yourself in order, started the car and we went home. I looked out the window and enjoyed every cigarette puff. When we reached my door, you patted my head like a parent, then I kissed my cheek:

- All right, come on baby, see you!

- when? Tomorrow? - With some childish naive smile, I asked.

- You know, I'm busy tomorrow, I can call you. - I got out of the car, ran into the doorway, waving a pen to you. At home, having a bath, I went to bed.

And you did not call this year!