Hello, Jana!

I'm Ilya. I decided to write to you after reading your profile on one of the sites:

"Hello. My name is Yana. I am 18. In this life I love sex the most. It seems to me that there is nothing more pleasant and pulling together in this life. If you agree with me and love passionate girls who are excited from a half-turn, then write. And tell me what and how you want to do with me. It turns me on."

My fantasy immediately earned me "to the fullest", because I also consider sex to be the best in this life, the most interesting and powerful of all human sensations. And of course, I just love passionate girls! Most of all I like girls who love sex, starting from a half-turn, such as you, Yana. In my opinion, this is wonderful when a girl knows what she needs to feel pleasure, knows how to achieve it, considers it natural and is not ashamed of it. Perhaps I will tell you a little secret - such a girl can always be distinguished from others, just a glance is enough. Men subconsciously are drawn to these girls, while others can only guess - and what do they find in them ?! And although your picture on that site is absolutely tiny, it is nevertheless clearly visible on it - yes, you are such a girl!

So, our first meeting ... We will meet in a small coffee shop in the center of the city, immediately and unmistakably recognizing each other from photographs that were exchanged by mail. Around there will be a lot of people, but my eyes will instantly stop at you, as soon as I enter - and they won't tear themselves away from you anymore! You are what I imagined from the very beginning: a slim, flexible body, long brown hair, a smiling, open face with a bulging forehead, plump lips and such pretty dimples on the cheeks. You will be wearing a tight white turtleneck, which favorably emphasizes a very beautiful, regular breasts that do not need support with a bra. Long, slim legs and a small, trimmed ass will be covered with black trousers, very thin and pleasant to the touch, matte shiny skin, your loved ones, those in which you feel so protected and at the same time seductively open that touch your body like the second skin, slightly squeezing and at the same time gently caressing its most intimate corners, making your eyes glow a little brighter and the lips open slightly wider than usual ...

I also like you at first sight: tall, dark-haired, well-built, intelligent. We will drink a cup of aromatic strong coffee and, on the move, going to “you”, we will have a little chat, so nothing special - our eyes will tell each other the main thing. In less than an hour, the chill of the mistrust of two people who have just met will quietly disappear, and I have a feeling that you and I have known each other for at least a few years, just haven’t seen each other for a long time, and a lot of interesting topics have accumulated for conversation. Our hands will move on the table closer and closer to each other, and at some point, laughing merrily at one of my jokes, you suddenly touch your hand with my fingers - and like a magic spark will slip through the suddenly electrified air. We will look into each other’s eyes - and we’ll understand that from now on we will be moving something more than just a desire to have fun. You will not remove your hand, I will cover it with mine and we will sit for some time, plunging deeper and deeper into an unknown and wonderful feeling, whose name is Love, in its most ancient, true understanding, striving to merge souls and bodies, to possess each other, the desire to give all of themselves and receive a hundredfold in return ...

It will start to get dark, and we, without saying a word, will look at the door leading to the exit, and then again at each other.You will wink at me conspiratorially, and the next moment we will find ourselves in a warm, cozy cabin of my car. A sound touches my ears that fills my heart with an unspeakable thrill, a feeling that no one, not a single person in the whole globe, must be able to understand and share with me, unless, of course, he is tuned in the way I, the thin, thick hair, wave of sensations - I will hear your leather pants creaking just a bit, touching the black leather of the seat. And - oh, a miracle! - you will hear it too, and I will see understanding in your eyes, and you will see worship and gratitude in my eyes ... You move your hips a little, settling yourself in the seat more comfortably, and maybe just to give me pleasure again to hear this sound - and, stretching out my hand, I will touch your thigh, and run my fingers upward on it, and put my right palm on it, feeling the smoothness of the skin of the trousers and the warmth of your body under it, feeling your muscles slightly tense and relaxed again . And - here it is - you spread your hips a little, completely imperceptible to an outside eye, but so obviously for me ... Your eyelids will drop slightly, eyes closed, and lovely lips will open and moisturize ... I will clearly see how much it means to you the touch of my hand, which is still quite innocent - but here it becomes more and more immodest, as you move, very slow and smooth, my palm up your hip. Your breathing becomes a bit more frequent, and your left hand suddenly drops down on top of my palm - either helping her in her upward movement, or making the last, shy attempt to stop him. I will begin to feel how warmth and tension begin to build up in my abdomen - of course, my dick will not be able to remain indifferent to the situation! But no, not yet the time and place - and I will take my hand, putting it on the gearshift lever - now we rush forward to what awaits us in the near future, without thinking about anything!

Maybe if you want, we’ll stop by for a while in a nightclub, and there we will drink a couple of cocktails and dance a little to the rhythmic, loud music that we both love so much. I will move to the beat of this music and admire the rhythmic, relaxed movements of your body, knowing that everyone is looking at you with all your eyes, and you look only at me, and you dance only for me ... Then the slow melody will play, and you are hot, a little wet and so beautiful in the flickering light of the spotlights, press me, throwing my hands on my shoulders, and I will hug your slim waist, and we will slowly rotate in the dance, feeling how our bodies touch and rub one another and from this friction, as from the friction of a tree about de A roar in prehistoric times, a mighty inextinguishable fire is enveloping us both. My hands will inexorably sink lower and lower, finally reaching the line where the back ends and the buttocks covered with skin begin, and without stopping for a moment, continue on their way, at the same time slightly stroking you and pressing you to the very place where my hot barrel is already rushing to the surface, completely ready for battle! And you, of course, will feel its firmness through the thin skin of your trousers, and, raising your head, you look into my eyes, and in your eyes I will see a solution, the very thing that I had been waiting for and hoped for from that moment only saw you. You will smile a little noticeably, not even to me, but some kind of secret thought, and suddenly - at the same time you will cling your soft lips to mine, and the bottom of your stomach to mine! Continuing the rotation in the dance, forgetting about the crowd that surrounds us, we will start rubbing lips together, I will feel your chest pressed against my chest, I will press your soft, smooth ass as much as I can, and you will help me, stroking my back, crying, and then putting my hands on the back of my head and leaning on me myself ... Our lips will open, my tongue will meet yours and they will begin their own dance, playing and teasing each other, then penetrating deep inside, then letting the partner’s language inside ... So eternity will pass - or maybe only a minute - and the music will change slow rhythm again ...