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In this city, Ivan once spent about 4 years, wonderful childhood, here he rode a scooter, studied in the first and second grades of school, and now came on business, on a business trip. The first two days were busy to capacity, and the third, in the evening, Ivan went to the old part of the city to see the familiar courtyard, to inhale the smell of the city of childhood. The smell in this part of the city, indeed, was peculiar, in many courtyards there were still wooden toilets. Ivan entered his former courtyard and stood looking at the house where he had long lived with his grandmother.

- Are you looking for someone?

Ivan turned around and saw a pretty woman who asked him a question.

- I lived here once. Here, I came on a business trip and decided to visit my old friend, this house.

- What is your last name?

- Serov. Ivan Serov.

- Yes, Vanya, now you do not recognize. Don't you recognize me?

- No, who are you?

- First, not you, but you, you once upon a time lay on me. Secondly, I am Tanya. My nickname was Tanka Street, because the entrance to our apartment was not from the yard, but from the street. Yes, the entrance, in fact, is now from there. Will you go?

Here it is necessary to clarify what Tatiana was talking about when she reminded her old friend that he had lain on her once. He was seven years old, and she was six. He explained to her that the man, left alone with the woman, falls on top of her, and both are nice. When my grandmother went to the store, Ivan led Tanya to his apartment, put her on the sofa and lay down on it. Both were in clothes, both were waiting, when will it be good? It was not good, but it was not at all good when grandmother almost caught them doing this. The children were flushed with embarrassment, Tanka, barely saying hello, ran away, and my grandmother ran out for a long time from Ivan, what did they do? I had to say they were kissing. Grandma scolded, but not much.

- Well, so, come to visit?

- Is it convenient?

- I live alone, my husband divorced, my son is now with my parents. And I'm not afraid of rumors

- Then let's go, if so.

Tatiana went home, and Ivan went to the corner store, bought wine, cheese, sausage, bread and sweets. They were selling vegetables on the street, he took everything he needed for a salad. Having bought groceries, he returned to Tatyana's house and called. The door was opened by an unfamiliar woman, quite pretty.

- Excuse me, am I mistaken? Tatiana lives here?

- No, you were not mistaken, come in. Tatyana chicken legs fries, and I went to visit her. Yes, you are unrecognizable. Do not remember me? I am Tanka Belkina, another friend of your childhood.

- Hello, this evening is some meeting.

- Yes, we live close by, both are divorced, we visit each other almost every day.

From the kitchen came the voice of Tanya Street:

- Where are you there? Don't be alone, I'm already jealous.

They went into the kitchen, got food from packages, began to cut all this splendor.

Tanya Belkina said:

- And you, Tanya, have a reason to be jealous of Vanya to me. When we were eight years old, my older brother, Sasha, in the evening led us to the darkest corner of the yard and began teaching the tricks of sex. He forced us to get up tightly facing each other, to lower the pants to the knees. Then he told me to push my lips apart, and Vanya told him to put his pod in there. We did just that, then Sashka told us to eat and kiss. We moved this way and that, I squeezed my thighs and tightly held Ivan's pipisk, and he, I think, would be glad to break free from my captivity, but I could not. Then I opened my legs, Vanya was free, we put on our pants, and went home.

- Listen, Ivan, you're just Casanova! I just reminded him today how he settled on my house at seven years old, although we were in clothes. Vassa Ilinishna didn’t catch us at such a pleasant occupation. But you, Tanya, he already tried the pussy with his dick! I also want to!

- Yes, let him test both of us! It is one thing to feel the children's stupidity, and quite another to the feminine charms. Do you mind, Vanya?

- Nightingale fables do not feed. First, fifty grams, then eat, then we will understand.

They drank to the meeting, ate, then recalled children's pranks, leprosy, joint school. All were flushed, everyone was ready to frolic. Tanya Belkina suggested:

- Let's play in childhood. I will be Vassa Ilinishna, Vanya will fall on Tanya, and I will catch you.

- Okay. Only Vanya let us strip in turns. We will play naked, so as not to lose time for undressing.

Ivan first took off his blouse and bra with Tanya Street, followed by a skirt and panties. Tanya blushed even more because she was naked in a circle dressed. A man put a finger between her labia and made several reciprocating movements. Her pussy was wetted. Ivan pulled out a finger and a section for Tanya Belkina: he took off her topic and skirt, there was no bra or panties on it. The man put his finger in her pussy, made the appearance of moisture. Ivan laid Tanka Street on the bed and asked:

- Spread the legs, let me fill.

- And then I was with closed legs, we just lay with you.

- It was then, and now push apart.

Tanya spread her legs, bent their knees. Ivan introduced her member and began to e # eat. She groaned with pleasure, energetically prying away. Belkina put a handkerchief on her head and, trying to imitate the old woman's voice, screamed:

- Vanya, grandchildren! What are you doing? It is too early for you! And you, pi # yes, spilled out? Get out!

- Do not worry, baushk, I will fuck her, and I'll take care of you!

“You’re an old fuck yourself, see how he likes my little thing!”

- What is your little one, # andischa hefty! And you, be ashamed, gerantophil, he wants to fuck his own little head! It would be better if someone else's.

The street, continuing their moves, showed Belkina to the gym bag and asked:

- Take there, you know yourself, put on and join.

A friend got out of the bag panties with a hefty cock, put them on.

- Vanya, let go of my grandmother, I will take your place, and you push me behind.

Ivan stood up, Tanka Street, lying on her back, threw her legs on Belkina’s shoulders, and she inserted a dildo between her legs. The man tucked back behind Tanka Belkina in her crack, and trahalo began. Women's lye was squelching from abundant lubricant. Tanka Street, moaning, asked:

- Grandma, Grandma, why do you have such a big # ui? Maybe you are a grandfather?

- This is in order to deeper plant you, granddaughter!

- Grandmother, grandmother, and that granddaughter fell in behind you from behind?

- This is he e # em me, ochal!

Both Tanki soon ended from such games, but so far Ivan decided to postpone this matter. They rested a bit, drank tea with sweets. Street offered:

- Let's continue to play. Now I will Sasha Belkin, I will become corrupting you, silly. Tanya, become, spread your fingers with your treasure. Vanya, friend, take your banana in your hand and fill my "sister" between these wet wisps.

“Okay, since you are my brother, now we are putting the underwear with this thing on you.”

Ivan tried to fuck Belkin standing, but it was difficult. Then he sat on a chair, and Tanya sat on top of his sticking stake. They fucked so little, then Ulitsa forbade them to loosen furniture and carried them along to the sofa. She put Belkina with cancer and entered her from behind, and she framed her crack with Ivan. But Vanya entered her second hole, seeing that it was developed. "Train" moved. Ivan squeezed the soft, gentle sides of Tanka Street, and with force entered into it, she vigorously fucked Belkin.

- Brother, ...

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