Somehow, me and my Kent, Seryoga, spied a football on Playstation. My ancestors dumped my grandmother and took my sister with them - in short, the hut was at the complete disposal.

And then the doorbell rings. I, thinking who it could be and how we could disturb public order, open the door.

On the threshold is a very pretty girl in a tight red short dress (it was summer), she was wearing glasses and there was no bra (hot as well). She was a little drunk, not jarred, but the fume was felt. And then she said, a little stammering: "Tell me, where do Petrovs live?". I, radiantly smiling, replied: “Sorry, beautiful, but not here.

- And where? (with curiosity in voice)

- In 138 apartment, went to the window, show.

She probably wanted to get to know Petrov better, and I wanted her, and I would have met her at the same time. I knew Petrov - a great one, with well-developed muscles, and, moreover, working in organs - they jumped on such heifer themselves.

She went to the window, gently shaking her hips and incidentally exciting me. And here Seryoga is drawn. He also did not disregard the beauty of the girl. True, having learned that she is not to us, he was upset, saying how are we without you. Learning about Petrov, whose neighbor he was, he explained to the beauty that he was not at home, and suggested that she wait for him at my place. And here Seryoga launched an erotic game. I briefly left them alone, and when I returned, I found them diligently discussing the girls on TV. Seryoga, without losing time, felt her knolls; she also examined his pumped torso. I joined them and selected one mound, Serega was not offended. Then we jointly pulled off her dress, - her breasts did not disappoint our expectations. My trunk was already standing, Seregin probably too. I lowered one of her hands in my shorts, the other - in Seregin. She began to gently stroke my handsome, Seryoga experienced similar sensations. Then I launched my hand into her panties and began to play with the clitoris. She, in turn, strengthened the pace of their movements. I put my middle finger in it, Serega did the same.

She barely said with trembling lips: “Boys, and they call you what?”. We introduced ourselves. The girl's name was Marina. I offered to move to more action. For a start, she took my fighter into her mouth, Seryoga at that time was trying her taste. He liked it, Marinochka was even more pleased with his language, and I, in turn, with the language of Marinka. Soon, Sergei and I changed places, and when Marina’s clit got tired of me, without thinking twice, I pulled her slender legs apart and entered her from behind. Marinka continued to persistently suck Seregi's cock, she probably liked her more than mine. Serega was displeased with this state of affairs, and suggested that I change. In a second he was already entering her hole. And then it occurred to me, and to the head, a very good idea. I shared it with Marina and, after receiving permission, I immediately went for Vaseline, supporting my weak erection with my hands on the way. Five minutes later, I strenuously smeared Marina's anus and entered it with almost one push. At first she sobbed, but then began to move in time with my movements. Serega has already spilled Marina her milk, I tried to keep up with him. Soon I was discharged with such a jet, which would be enough for several Marin. Seryoga also tried Marina's anus, but he liked her mouth to the extent that she did a good blowjob for him in the bathroom.

Then I looked at my Seiko and figured out what the ancestors were about to attack, and Petrov probably came home from work. In short, we took Marinin's phone, let her out, put her in the apartment, and banged some beer too.

Ancestors, who came in half an hour, found us peacefully playing football.