I met her in Kiev in 1993. At that time, I was a student and “hack” for other students from different universities, mainly for the Institute of Light Industry, because there were a lot of best-talking girls who were willing to pay a lot of money (at that time) for control on informatics - 10 hryvnia for the work. But for those who lacked the “means”, I rarely refused to want to thank me. Nadia was one of these "patients".

At first it was all decorum-decent ... "Hello ... I need to do ... And how much is it? ... Oh, I won’t have that much ... But what about ... Oh, what are you .. And can you? ... And no one will know? ... Oh, I'm ashamed of the light ... No, no, I'll take it off myself ... Oh, oh, oh ... Oh, th a ... Bunny-ah ... ". A week later, I realized that at this rate we’ll finish the course in half a semester. She did not even think about it at all and grabbed my dick in any convenient (and not convenient) case. Later it turned out that hot Georgian blood flowed in it, and according to the horoscope it was a scorpion. Because such a temperament.

So, gradually dissolving the granite of science in the ocean of love, we stormed various secluded places in the alleys and parks of the city, the blessing Kiev abounds in them. In parallel, I had to communicate with other "students." From the first day we agreed that our relationship is exclusively sexual and each of us is free to meet and deal with anyone, on alternative forms of payment, often I did not have enough strength. She, on the contrary, seemed to have added strength to sex, but did not take it away.

Over the weekend, hiding in my apartment and stocking up on food, we fucked like rabbits, trying out all sorts of poses, tricks and moments, since my youthful hypersexuality allowed me to bring her to 4-5 orgasms, after which she was already a little tired.

Usually, her weekday began with a morning “warm-up” ... at her institute she periodically fucked one of the technicians, but, according to her, he was mediocre and often she gave him blows because she loved sperm and thought she was the best breakfast In the afternoon, when the couples were already ending, she stayed with one, and sometimes with two students in an empty audience, closed from the inside to a mop and “detained”. Most often, she just rested her hands on the desk or window sill, bulging her ass, and her partner, holding her steady long skirt up and lowering her panties, which were often absent, satisfied her.

Once I accidentally got on this "overtime laboratory work."

I had several clients just at her university and I went to give them the work done, and at the same time to her. On a schedule, I found out that the last couple had just finished with her and I headed to the designated audience. Behind the door it was quiet, carefully opening the door, I stuck my head in it. It was an amphitheater room, designed for 3 groups of one stream. The audience was empty, I entered and quietly closed the door behind me.

- Bunny! - Nadi's voice sounded from somewhere in the "gallery". Looking around, I saw her head and shoulders. She stood, leaning on the railing, located behind the backs of the last row, leaning forward. She, smiling, winked at me and waved her fingers. Her curls swayed back and forth smoothly, and I realized that someone was fucking her at that time. Her partner was not visible - he was hidden by the film projector booth.

Of course, by that time I saw enough of this stuff on cassettes, but to see it live and even from a third person in real life ... Actually, it got me tight and I, prudently pinning the door with a chair, began to go upstairs.

I did not reach several rows when Nadia gave a vote. Her face, as always, when she had sex, was almost bored, and her voice was almost normal, a little dimmer.

- It's good that you went, Zaya. - she cooed, - I already zak ...- at that moment she “rolled” on her and she froze with her mouth open and slowly rolled her eyes. I knew that she ended up and stopped to observe. After a couple of seconds, catching the first buzz, she abruptly lowered her head, clenched her fists and made a roaring uterine sound. For a few more moments she was shaken by a big shiver, then she exhaled, opened her white fingers and lifted her head. After a second, her wandering gaze acquired meaning. A naughty contented smile gleamed on her face ...

- Still the last Razik and everything, okay?

I shrugged ...

- Come on, just remember, here are a couple in 15 minutes.

Going to the booth, I saw her partner taking out his limp condom member from her. The guy turned out to be one of my "clients", his name was Gregory, I did him a course control in computer science. At the window was another young man who at this time frantically pulling the prezik on his penis. Grigory buttoned up his pants and threw his prez in a folded paper urn, where two more lay.

I handed Gregory a cigarette, lit up the second one myself. We were silent, watching his comrade, throwing the back hem of her skirt, put two fingers into her vagina and teasing the clitoris with his thumb, arousing himself with the other hand. Nadia squirmed, swinging her ass, whimpering impatiently.

“Oh, her ass is delicious ...” Gregory broke the silence. I nodded affirmatively. What-what, but Nadia's figure was nothing. She was not a fat one, but on the other hand, she had “what to undertake”.

Pretty soon Nadine's new partner brought her to a state of agitated rage, when she was already growling with desire.

“Bor, yes, fuck her,” Grigory criticized his friend, “you see that the girl is not tired, and the couple is about to begin.”

Boris, without saying a word, with all his might, thrust his dick standing directly into Nadia. She even gasped in surprise. I saw white streams of her juices running down her legs. Boris fucked Hope in a fierce pace. The silence of the audience was disturbed by their convulsive breathing and the wet slaps of his eggs on her labia. Nadino's face was no longer bored. On her temples, large Kali sweats gathered, when she turned her face to look at her partner, I saw her red swollen lips stretch in a frozen smile, and her eyes blinked at each member's penetration into her womb.

Somewhere in half a minute, as Boris began to "thresh" Nadia, she began to cling. She scrubbed at the railing with her nails, which she held, her head lay back, and she let out a faint squeak, which slowly turned into the usual uterine voluptuous roar. Boris sped up his movements. Nadya was breathing fast, her chest was swelling like blacksmiths. After a few seconds, she stiffened, trembled, and snarled again, this time quieter. After a couple of seconds, her roar came out a third time, but already weaker and with a hint of fatigue. Gregory wanted to say something to his friend, but I stopped him ...

“Do not be afraid,” I said, smothering the butt on the wall of the projector, “it perfectly controls the situation.”

I had already noticed how she closed her eyes and began to sway slightly back and forth. At this point, she rhythmically reduced her vagina, thus creating a more thrill for her partner. According to her, no one has yet managed to hold on for more than 10 seconds of such a “massage.”

Boris was no exception. After making 2-3 movements, he drove Nadia more deeply into his penis, exhaling loudly something like “Ha!” Froze in place.

For a few seconds both did not move, breathing deeply. Finally, Nadia, splitting her eyes from the poured make-up, with an almost calm, slightly offended voice, was tattered ...

- You probably made a bruise to me with your eggs ...

Boris smacked his dick out and examined the condom.

- Like the whole ...

Nadia turned around, lowered her skirt and also carefully examined him. Then she put her hand under her skirt and spread her legs wider and began to do some manipulations there. We watched her actions with interest, Boris was smoking my pack. After a while ...