Olya studied at the institute on the engineer technologist. In Moscow, she lived in a student dormitory, as she lived in Tula all her life before the university. She entered late and therefore, although she was already twenty-four years old, she was finishing only the second course of full-time study.

The summer has almost begun. Session came on heels. This spring, her friends persuaded her to go south for a couple of days to rest, but there was a surprise, her friend Lena, after going to a night club on the third day of rest, found that their common money and return tickets had disappeared. It was not possible to find out where the money went, but I had to spend an extra week at the resort, waiting for the money transfer from my girlfriends from Moscow, because both of them didn’t want to tell the parents about the tour from the very beginning.

Arriving in Moscow, Olga learned that she missed the credit for materials science. It was possible to pass it on, but as they say “with all”, that is, from the first time. The associate professor interrogated those who shool for relocation. In addition, homework and laboratory work checked by him right in the standings for a semester on schedule could “throw off on the lung” not even his options, that is, written off from friends. On this option, and Olga predicted from the outset. But the delay in the south confused her plans. She tried to set up a test with the laboratory later than the deadline, and being cured in an attempt to pass not her own version, she received the scheduled relocation time for when she had already passed two exams. She did not know how to clean up such a blockage in the session, the prospect of deduction and return to Tula was shining. She even began to seize panic. Even if she would now turn to illegal reporters to order not worthy tasks from them, it would be difficult to explain the decisions in the standings. In addition, it was necessary to order earlier as there was enough work for all well-known paid calculators. And there was no money for it.

Having conferred in the evening with Lena. She said that there is a third-year-old boy from the Eagle at the institute who calculates the tasks for money, including materials science, and that he is rumored to be not indifferent to it. Olya saw this guy at the institute. They say he rented an apartment in Medvedkovo moonlighted as a builder and, in general, did not live badly for a nonresident. After serving in the army, he continued his studies. Growth he was medium stocky and moderately likeable. He tried to talk to Sney a couple of times in the dining room, but Olga, although she did not have a boyfriend now, she avoided him, since he was younger than her for a year, and she believed that men should be older.

Of course, it’s impossible to call her beautiful and age has already said that it’s time to start a family, but they would rush to anybody she didn’t want.

Lenka said that Sanya was talking to the institute at the institute with this, Sanya, and not against the help, even said that tomorrow at nine in the morning she would come to Medvedkovo and give her cell number.

- I don't even know him at all! - Olga said, let's go together.

“What did you do with the oak?” Lenka hurried to answer.

- I have tomorrow on the "tower" exam.

- And if you pester, Olga asked

- Well, yes, it will stop, that little thing, your position now is not something to talk about.

At nine in the morning, near the door of a one-room apartment in a panel Khrushchev, she was already short in stature, under a hundred and seventy, a girl, as usual in a black felt hat with small upturned fields wrapped in ribbon around her, in her black boots just below the knee on a high wide heel. In the morning she wore a long, tight, fitted blue square, because it was still cool, the dress on the dress was made of large red-white flowers and with this she expressed her summer mood.

Sanya opened the door, he was at home since he returned from a night workout two hours ago.

- Hello Olya, come on in.

After spending it in the kitchen, he poured tea to himself with her. For tea I found out the volume of the problem.Unexpectedly, he took her moderately chubby hand, lying on the table, with her hand covered by her wrist to the middle of the sleeve, raised it to his lips and put his lips to it. And he began to whisper: you understand, we’ll do everything in the evening in the best way, but I haven’t had a girlfriend for a long time and I need intimate intimacy right now, otherwise I will feel bad and I will not be able to help anyone. After all, it costs you nothing, you are no longer a girl, but I’m careful and no one will know.

Olga was dumbfounded by such arrogance, she had never listened to such a thing and was even embarrassed. The first thought arose to get up and leave,

But the realization that the last chance to correct the situation had stopped her, to tomuzhe he was part of the rights of the girl, she was not so much as in Tula before the institute for two years was close friends with the guy who left her when she entered. In addition, although she was driving away these thoughts from herself, Alexander liked her. Understanding her lack of beauty in a prominent lower lip, not long legs, but one meter, she realized that Sanya was not the last option for her. Of course, it would not hurt to leave now by slamming the door, and then accept an apology, but an apology could not be waited, but the time was really waiting.

She marked her consent with silence and did not withdraw her hands, which he continued to kiss while climbing her up. Gradually, his hands were on her soft chest of the second size, and he was already near and the fingers of his sinewy hands were sifting through her smooth lacquered brown hair hanging slightly below the shoulder and curled at the ends.

“You are a painted brunette, and I like painted brunettes,” he said, and with a developed palm she kissed her small skull passionately. While the kiss lasted, his hands went around her camp, waist and buttocks. Oh, and the waist was not.

“When I see your soft, plump ass behind me, I’m ready to bite her,” he whispered.

He got up and led her by the hand into the room, Olga grabbed with her other hand from the table her little black leather lady handbag.

In the room by the door was a small devan-bed folded.

Alexander pulled Olga to himself and distorted himself, lifting up the hem of her dress and feeling the buttock, puffing like a steam-wagon:

- Olya, my girl, I want you right here and now. - and began to pull her onto the couch.

“Shh,” she said, stretching out her plump lips and holding her index finger to them,

Turning to him, she lifted the hem of her dress, lowered her panties to her knees with both hands and pulled out a tampon between her legs.

Without saying anything, he rushed headlong to the door of the room, turned the key, which he took out and hid it on the cabinet.

“Why did you do this,” Olga said, “open up, I’ll probably go.”

But he silently grabbed her from behind and fell on the sofa.

Olga said with firmness in her voice:

- Let me go, I don't want

In her right hand she had a tampon and a handbag with the left she tried to push Alexander away, but the forces were not equal. He crushed her like a partridge with his powerful hands.

With sharp movements, he pulled the dress from the back above his head, so that it all gathered in front under the bust. Having crushed her soft protruding belly, Sanya unhooked Olga's buttons at the top of the dress and rounded the bust, then pulling off the top of the bra, she released two tits and started playing with them.

Already weak, but continuing to wriggle in order to free herself from the hug Olga continued to quietly repeat:

- Nenad do this, I beg you, I want to leave.

Sanya stroking her writhing cool hips lowered Ole pants below the knees. He took her left leg and pulled her to the chest so that the pants would not break. Olya stopped moving her legs. And then glancing down she froze, there was an enormous fat horseradish about twenty centimeters long, at least in her former friend, he was two times less.

Then she felt someone's strong fingers penetrate her hole between her legs, stretch it. Alexander slowly began to insert her into the gap behind his penis. Millstone came, and faster, sharper. Sanya penetrated the girl deeper. His hands then squeezed her waist, as if holding onto the handrails, then caressed her stomach and boobs like pads.

The guy whispered in his ear not breathing smoothly:

- Hush, Olya, I’m careful, my girl, I love you, Olya squeeze more, a little left.

When the shocks turned out to be stronger and the rod rested against the limiter Olga cried out in pain, each time she felt as if the train drove into her stomach.

After a strong jolt, she temporarily fell out of consciousness, but came to herself when the guy began to bite her in ecstasy, then for the tit, then for the neck. Olga screamed and cried, but things were coming to an end and she felt a shot inside herself began to fill her with a liquid, Ole thought that she would be filled all to her head.