Wow, how big! - her eyes sparkled like a hungry kitten.

- Is it really that big? - I watched the movements of her hands with curiosity. The touches of graceful fingers were gentle and pleasant. The bliss spreads from the underbelly all over the body and is about to hit the head with a heady stream.

- Well, maybe there are more, but so beautiful - only you! - she was able to flatter, that's for sure. It can be seen inherited from the mother, along with cat manners.

I closed my eyes and tried to remember how I picked up this wet bitch a couple of hours ago at a disco in a nearby technical school.

- Kolyan, you all, damn it, hang out! Straight as snot in the wind! Come on, damn it, better move with us to the techie - there today, damn, there will be cool dance. Pussy, pancake, beer and kayfovye chicks. - Valera-Bumper, as always, was persistent. It is difficult to convince him even of a sober one, but how to drink it, it is simply impossible to argue with him. Tied with a word, I ponorously dragged into the next quarter with a company of unfamiliar guys.

“I look, probably, prematurely - sober ram in a staggering herd. If only they could give me a sip on the walkway, ”- flashed through my head in response to the disapproving glances of passersby.

However, it was more fun than meditative peering inside the blue screen of the home box, to which I have recently devoted all free evenings. Moreover, the Rods piled with overnight to the cottage - the dullness, no one with whom to bark for fun.

The windows of the assembly hall glowed invitingly in the gathering twilight. Music was heard at the last crossroads. The porch, as usual at such a time, is covered with high-pitched ooze, letting columns of smoke through the nostrils. Twilight in the lobby. A half-awake waiter, demanding some kind of ticket, nicely stopped after a few rude but weighty words of Valera. The entrance was free.

Rays of multi-colored searchlights flashed in the center of the hall young children twitching in ecstasy with precociously developed breasts under tight-fitting sweaters. The tight nipples sticking out from under the thin fabric looked very appetizing. Excitement ran through my body and stopped somewhere near my pants.

- Yes, you got up like a pole, in kind? - Valera's voice brought me out of my stupor. - Sit down, relax! - the company has already placed on benches in the corner of the hall. Valera-Bumper stretched a faceted glass to me, half filled with a clear liquid with a strong odor.

- Drink, do not be shy, here are all yours!

- Yes, you do not hold the container, not one, eat something! - I saw the dull eyes, with lust watching the movement of the glass.

With a long-mastered gesture, I sent the contents of the glass directly to the throat. It became somehow warm and cozy. As the surrounding mist clouded, a nearby pimply mare began to overgrow with some virtues. She suddenly had an impressive chest size and quite a decent wide ass, for stupid sobriety, which I accepted as a hippopotamus.

- Girl, can you? - smiles, exposing crooked teeth, nods happily - all have long been forgotten about her.

In nature - a cow cow, but the chest, like, really nothing, if it was not yet a stupid bra.

- Let's go, have a smoke, - I myself think up in a muddy mind the plan of getting rid of the bra. It should be cool outside - she asks to cover her jacket. Damn, I somehow that - I still do not feel after two glasses of cold - only a wild rush of lust. I propose to walk around the techie - I agree. After a light but foul-smelling kiss and a smoke, I try to free her flesh from the bored bodice: what are you, my dear, you are not hot? look, you have sweat under your breasts! - wow, that's what I understand - nipples! How do you manage to hide such treasure from the people?

She awkwardly tries to free herself, mumbles about a room in a hostel, a neighbor who has driven off for a week.I am trying to reach my nipple with my lips - and then I notice a hefty shadow moving towards us from the gym at the speed of a seasoned tram.

- Ninka, damn it!? - here, it turns out, they called her something like, - what are you doing here, damn it, with this mudily ?!

- And then you fucking goat, you do not see! - I am trying to shield my girlfriend with my wide breasts, but still squeezing the strap of my bra with my right hand.

I did not have time to finish the phrase, as I felt a good poke in the teeth.

- You broke his face !!! - Fat-headed Ninka screamed, looking at me, sliding down the brick wall.

From the entrance, Valera-Bumper with chums was already running. Without hesitation, Shadow grabbed Ninka, who had become pimply again, and rushed into her hole to the gym. It was difficult for me to count how many people rushed past me at that moment. However, what I care about them - they did not pay any attention to me, passionate about the chase.

It was still dark and crowded in the ballroom. In our former corner, an Angel sat beside the empty bottles. I can not imagine how he got here, but he was obviously female - golden hair flowed over her shoulders, blue eyes laughed at my bewildered look.

“I thought the angels were no longer there, I thought they died out with the dinosaurs.”

- You're wrong. But still, I’m not an angel - see, I don’t have wings. See? You can touch it.

I touched.

- In fact, the wings usually grow on the back, not on the chest. However, your hands are strong and gentle. Do you want to take me home?

We walked under huge stars, peeking through shaggy treetops. I mumbled something about the connection of the device of the universe with the configuration of the zodiac constellations. She laughed merrily. Her laughter flowed and rang in the night like a silver stream.

- I do not want to go home. Take me somewhere, she just said. Ah, these angels are so simple.

When we came to my house, she demanded a cup of coffee from the doorway.

- Maybe a glass of wine? I have just put a bottle of Muscat on Bright Day.

With a ringing laugh, she rushed into the kitchen.

“Oh, no, fool, everything is in my room,” I escorted her to my little lair with a large ottoman moving apart in the middle. He lit the candles, poured wine. Celebrate - so celebrate!

“What shall we drink to?”

“Come on, for the meeting,” I suggested.

“Ugh, how trite,” her reproach was caustic, but short. She immediately took out a charming breast from behind the collar of her blouse and watered her wine with relish from her glass - for love! Only for love! Moreover, from my chest - and she put to my lips her resilient young nipple, glistening from the light of candles.

I was confused, but the temptation was too great. Yes, and drunk on the eve of the still knocking shot in the temples. The nipple was in my mouth. The wine was tart and sweet, the flesh sprang up and swelled under my playful tongue. I did not have time to completely lick her breasts, as she had already thrown off everything and now hung over me - immaculately folded and completely naked - from the golden top and to the tips of small fingers. “Yes, she is not an angel,” I thought, and from these thoughts it became easy and pleasant for me.