Luchinsky made a promenade along the microdistrict. October evening descended on the capital suddenly. And darkened. Lit golden windows. Blowed a cool breeze. Autumn leaves rustled underfoot and wound on pleasant thoughts.

- Andrei Mikhailovich! - brought out a man from nirvana someone's familiar voice.

He looked round. So it is, Olga Stepanova, a student from his college. Red-haired, pretty girl. Not tall, but with a good figure.

- What happened, Stepanova? Fire?

- Today is my birthday...

- Congratulations.

- And Zhanka got drunk and she felt bad. What to do?

- Let's go to.

... Jeanne, a tall blonde girl, the most beautiful in the group, leaned against the toilet and called "Ihtiandr."

“It’s good that she’s tearing up, now it will be easier for her,” said Lucinschi. - Bring sal ammoniac.

He dipped her temples with liquid ammonia, gave a sniff and poured cold water into her throat. He took it to the bedroom, put it on the bed and opened the window.

- Why is she drunk?

“Ah, unhappy love,” explained the third participant in the bachelorette party Larisa, a student with ash-blond hair, big boobs and ass. - Pasha, from another group. She flew from him. And he sent her.

“That's love,” the teacher shook his head.

The birthday girl whispered with conspirators with Larisa.

“We’ll be back now, and while you watch Zhanka,” Olga smiled and, together with Larisa, dissolved in a dark October evening with a white plastic bag.

"I guess we went for the alcohol."

... Luchinsky, like a rabbit hypnotized by a boa constrictor, approached the bed where he lay, legs spread, insensitive Jeanne. Her long and slender legs attracted the teacher. Rather, what was between them. Covered with a transparent cloth. Through it, her crack was visible. Her pink bud insistently invited a member of Lucinschi to an audience.

“And if it's quick for her ... is this the same ... to blow? No one will know. And she is unlikely to be remembered. ”

The teacher's heart pounded furiously in anticipation of sex. My mouth was dry. Member instantly came to combat readiness. Andrei unzipped his pants, lowered swimming trunks. Navis over the girl. Gently pulled the edge of the red lace panties - saw two tubercles framed in light fluffy hair. Fingers parted tubercles and exposed her pink cave ... Here is the cherished hole. The teacher carefully set in a dry vagina of his stallion.

She moaned and fell silent. The teacher, not hastily and trying not to put pressure on her body, began “simple movements”. He was so pleased. Not yet developed a slit, holding the foreskin in its entrancing grip, pleasantly massaged his phallus. Vagina warmed up. Lubricant began to stand out, and it became sweeter for the gun to slide in the narrow shaft. After ten minutes, the head began to tickle. The eve of upcoming ejaculation. Hell, he doesn't have a condom. What a shame! Stop! She is pregnant. Hooray! But we must hurry. He did not hold back, accelerated the movement and immediately finished off violently, shooting her hot inside with pearl bursts.

Flicked the front door lock. He brought back the swimming trunks, buttoned up frantically. And in time. Girls fussed in the kitchen, they brought vodka and wine.

- How is it, Zhanka? - asked Olya.

- It's ok. The patient is rather alive.

- I will not let you go, Andrei Mikhailovich, until you drink to my health

Luchinsky for the view broke and naturally agreed.

They drank, ate. The birthday girl looked at the teacher lustfully.

- Can I sit on your knees?

He nodded - she sat down. He felt her strong ass on his penis. Oh, if there were no obstacles between them in the form of trouser matter. She reached for the champignons. He saw her delicious buttocks cut by a beige strip of thongs. Red hairs peeking out from under the stripes.

- Let's drink to brotherhood, Andrei Mikhailovich?

- With pleasure.

They drank, kissed.

“I went to bed,” Larisa said and retired to the third room.

Luchinsky asked Olya to get the mushrooms. She raised herself up. He pulled out a member and pushed the white strip. Hold one hand over her thigh. She understood everything and carefully began to descend. Docking happened normally. The hot, tight little ring of the womb was dressed on the spear of the teacher. Olga rolled her eyes from pleasure. With mature men, she has not fucked. She, clinging to the edge of the table, began frantically to raise and lower her lustful ass. Olya ohala, gasped, whined and squealed. A member with a squishing sound was hidden in her wet slit and appeared again. Plop, plop, plop ... Her buttocks were intensely knocking on his hairy thighs ...

When she was tired, he laid her stomach on the table and began to love her already standing. Her body slid across the table, causing a cheerful chime of dishes and empty containers. Soon he combined business with pleasure. The teacher drank champagne and tormented her close "volcano of passion." Happy birthday, Olga! His pubis over and over again pleasantly in contact with its white and soft hemispheres. When he was tired of this fuss, he sat her down on a chair. I put my sausage in her mouth. In the sweet captivity of her wet lips, the prisoner, who yearned for orgasm, could not stand it ... The sperm fountain slammed sharply and powerfully in the sky! She quickly pulled out his cannon from behind her mouth, so as not to choke, and when the pearl stream became less intense, she again swallowed his dignity with her magic mouth. She swallowed his white moisture with pleasure, and he moaned with pleasure.

... As soon as Andrei poured the Northern Lights cocktail, the girl immediately "drove off".

He sat a little at the festive table, replenishing the lost calories ... ate brisket, veal, bananas, His member came to his senses.

Now turn for Larissa. God loves trinity. He went into the bedroom and lay down next to the student.

Larisa diligently pretended to sleep. The girl was drunk, so she wanted. Strong like. During love moans in the hall, she began to masturbate. Discharge all did not occur. And when the teacher came in, she pulled her hand away from her flushed clitoris and pretended to be asleep.

... He lowered her jeans and swimming trunks to her knees. He pulled the zipper of his trousers, pulled off the elastic of his underpants to the bottom, the rearing member jumped out of them like a devil from a snuffbox. Mentor began to touch looking for her crack. Found it. He left two fingers in her wet cave for reference. The teacher began to poke a thick head in her soft gorge like a blind puppy.

“You can't go there,” she suddenly woke up. - I `m A virgin. Let's go higher.

She handed him a jar of special cream. He understood everything. Andrey generously anointed his instrument and its sphincter. Dip your finger in her tight anus. She steeply bent to her knees, fingers spread her buttocks to the sides, thus expanding her little hole. Teacher carefully began to introduce the head. His phallus then invaded a taut brown star, then stepped back again. But slowly and truly went deep into a hot cave. Soon he completely entered and left it, giving the teacher incredible pleasure. With his free hand he climbed under her blouse and crushed a ripe apple of the breast. Larisa began to intensely pull at her clit. After a while, she often breathed and shook as if an electric current were hitting her. She screamed. Her pelvic muscles contracted, squeezing the point of his spear. White tight jet of sperm hit up. He continued to move in a hot, wet furnace, catching the buzz that eluded every second.

"What a pity that birthday is only once a year!"