and painful sex for Viti could again be delayed indefinitely.

Soon he felt a burning approach of an orgasm, and after a while the sperm poured into Lily's mouth in a powerful stream. At that moment, in order to enjoy the view of the flowing fountain even more strongly, and partly, probably, so as not to choke, she took the penis out of her mouth and began to water her life-giving liquid on her lips, cheeks, nose and even eyes, until her stocks in Vitin's body dried out.

“Well, finally,” Vitya thought, slightly perching. “Now we need to culturally get out from under this monumental lady. But how to do that? Okay, I will not twitch. All by itself will be resolved. ”He was glad to realize that fears about biting off a member were in vain, and that the finish of this terrible orgy was near.

Lily continued to lick the head of the penis, gently collecting the language of the remaining sperm. Then she left alone the member, which gradually went limp, and began to lick, collecting sperm from her lips, like a cat that licks sour cream, which fell on her mustache.

After freeing Vitya from sexual seizure, Liliya Vasilyevna leaned heavily to the side, still licking herself and smearing her hands with the sperm that fell on her face - blissful from this, perhaps, not frequent, but usual procedure.

"You can get up," thought Vitya, and immediately seized the opportunity. He slowly but resolutely got up and went to the bathroom, where under a stream of warm water he could forever wash away this unpleasant senile smell, which had been absorbed into him during committing unseemly actions.

On the way, he grabbed his clothes to wash and dress thoroughly. So that there would be no reason to return to these horrible sex games again.

But it seems no one was going to continue them. Sasha, dressed with a tie, was already sitting in the kitchen for a cup of coffee and nibbled a cigarette with an important look.

- Well, okay? - seeing a friend, he asked in a lively manner, to which Vitya did not answer and went into the bathroom.

Standing under the shower and feeling a gentle massage of a weary body under a warm stream of water, he suddenly thought that such a bliss would probably have been experienced by Lily if sperm from hundreds or even thousands of male pumps flowed like this. “And what if you collect countless men, sexually arouse them to a certain extent, surround them with Lilia from all sides and, at the command of" Pli ", throw out an avalanche of daliters of sperm on her?"

“Or it is better to conduct such an execution,” Vitya fantasized, carefully rubbing himself with a piece of imported soap, “as in the olden days the soldiers were escorted through the line, striking the back with a ramrod, and Lilechka would be able to pass through an endless line of masturbation men while leading this hypersexual old woman past him, he had to drain clots of his sperm onto her vast body. Let then lick it! Yes, she would probably never be tired of such torture, ”Vitya thought, smiling slightly, and finished the water procedure.

Soon he got dressed, went out of the bathroom and joined Sasha to drink coffee, which was abundant with Lily, probably in case of receiving guests.

After some time, Lilechka came to the kitchen, having also visited the bath beforehand.

Sasha started a conversation on some abstract topics, the essence of which to Vita was not entirely clear. Yes, he didn’t really try to understand what Shura weaves there, because he was very tired, and he was overcome with such a desire: to get home as soon as possible and go to bed, so that in the morning when he woke up, he would forget about the nightmare he had come through today.

Culturally apologizing that it was time to go, Sasha got up from the table and thanked Lily for hospitality. She invited them to come to her for a cup of coffee.

So, having kindly said goodbye, Sasha and Vitya left Lily and went out into the street.

It was already dark.

- Didn't you like it? - Sasha asked puzzled, noticing the sour look of Viti.

- In my opinion, wonderful ... And how passionate she is! As in the mouth takes! - admiring Lily, Sasha indulged in sweet memories and lightly patted Vitya on the shoulder.

A pretty girl passed by.

- Eh, now would be a hut! - conducted her eyes, dreamily, said Sasha with regret. - You see, Vitya, there is no hut, as it is sometimes necessary ... - And, as if justifying himself, he showed me to the house where they had just come from.

“If there was a hut, we would be with you ...” he repeated his thought.

“No, I've had enough,” said Victor. “Now home, rather home,” and quickened his steps.

He really wanted to sleep.