what you didn't like. ”

And then a private amateur striptease session began in front of me (after all, it’s good that the floor was covered with us - and it was warm and not dusty to walk barefoot)! In short, it looked like this. Singing something quietly to herself for accompaniment and dancing, Masha slowly undid the remaining buttons of her blouse, then brought her chest closer to my face, letting her smell deeply and wrinkle a little through the bra lace; then, spreading her arms to the sides and slowly circling a couple of times around her axis, she took off her blouse completely; minute portrayed some kind of belly dance, and then, deadly slowly unbuttoning and, like petals revealing the edges of the fabric in front of me, took off her skirt.

How harmoniously this blue linen set in combination with auburn hair and green eyes looked at its not yet come down to the end of the summer tan! Teasing with smooth curves of the body and dancing movements, Masha approached me, but pushed my greedy hands to the time, not allowing herself to grab. Meanwhile, accompanied by wide-open and deliberately frightened eyes, he left his place and a bra, and from under her divorced hands only a few seconds later looked out his plump, but high breasts with medium sized protruding nipples.

Finally, turning her ass to me, and then, lowering and bending the back, Mashunya took off the last detail of her wardrobe, and, smiling from ear to ear, turned her face to me (“Voila!”), Giving her the opportunity to admire the full set of her naked charms. That's it, now she is free, ready and willing.

Then, left without clothes, Masha pulled me out of bed and lay down on it herself, placing the neighbor's pillow under her ass (so he would be surprised to find out what they used his pillow for, however, later I aired it well) luring me with the finger of one hand (“Now come to me, my good one”), the other with a hint stroking her pussy.

It seems that now and from me are expected feats in the field of oral sex, that's just something for me at that age, such affection was not something unusual, but in general a wonder (when a woman does something, I thought, it’s all still more understandable, and, here, on the contrary ...). Although, like I imagined a little theoretically, what was the point, but the practice was not perfect yet, and I was somehow embarrassed in those years at the thought of these things. But there is nothing to do, for the gift you should somehow pay off, therefore, having gathered all my resolve into a fist, I began to approach the Machine pussy carefully, gazing at it a little shyly.

It was good for her, I thought, probably already experienced a lot, and now she lies quietly, slyly glancing at my confusion and in the soul, apparently chuckling. Well, where our not disappeared. We stand in honor of the native faculty!

Now, from the height of the past years, I myself feel funny and embarrassed to remember that my terrible awkwardness. All these folds, knolls, hollows - well, I had never paid attention before, which, it turns out, the girls have a difficult landscape between their legs.

However, I tried very hard and took note of all the Hint Machines. And she, the contagion, used it with might and main, and she also scoffed: “Yes, yes, that's right, there, oh, that's a good thing. And a little higher, yes, yes, yes, yes, oh, you, smarty. Still, don't stop! ” Naturally, the first pancake was not very good for me, and that night I did not succeed in bringing it to an orgasm that way, but this was the first valuable experience of this kind. Besides, as far as I could, I nevertheless repaid my debt of gratitude and decently started it myself.

Deciding that I couldn’t get more from me in this position today, Masha pulled me to her and started kissing her lips, smeared with her own juices.Then, putting her hand down and making sure that I was almost recovered, she got up and, shaking her hips exaggeratedly, defiled herself to her jacket, pulled something out of it, turned to me in a demonstrative pose, and turned from her hand with a slight rustle long tape of condoms. "My God, is that what is she hinting at ?!", - flashed through my head at a quick calculation of their number.

By the way, do not think that Mashouni “in life” has such a fucking nature, nothing like that. Just that night she was still somewhat drunk - this is, firstly. And, secondly, she, as far as I am guessing now, all this time was just playing with me, teasing and reveling in my dumbfounded look. Perhaps you are familiar with a similar feeling, for example, when your honestly funny jokes suddenly laugh sincerely, and because of this you start to feel like a wit, and with pleasure continue to amuse your interlocutors.

So, Masha, apparently, imagines herself to be an experienced and expensive heterosexual who has been tasked with teaching sexual literacy to an unsophisticated young man.

So, intent, apparently, to brutally rape me, Masha sat down on my knees in front of me (at that time I just sat on the bed, dangling my legs and looking at it), squeezed my dick with her plump breasts and started massaging it, saying something like: "U-by-by-by, my little, my poor little ...". And I, at the end of a crazed state, silently looked at the charming girl, with various touches, inflating my erection and gently putting a condom on a member, talking to him in a gentle whisper, as if alive.

How much that night I had to work hard to completely satisfy the sexual hunger of the angry student! And above, and below, and on the side, and behind. By the way, having attached myself to Mashoun precisely from behind and seeing how I am lucky today, I already began to dream of a complete set of pleasures, but, unfortunately, the girl's anus at that time I managed to get only symbolically by superficially massaging his little ring (“ Oh, no, no, not now. Some other time we will definitely try, but I just need to prepare the necessary lubricant, but I can’t, and don’t ask ”).

I have to admit that literacy and sensitivity, as I now understand, was clearly not enough for me that night, but I was more than compensated for by their tireless youth. And instead of the subtleties of sensations that were inaccessible to me, I was completely satisfied with rude but deafening explosions of ecstasy.

In the end, Masha and I just lay in bed, hugging and talking about different differences. It seems to be a common thing, but now, lying on her side, the girl wrapped one leg around me from above, and my cock continued to be in her vagina during this unhurried conversation. Short, almost reflex and not taking away the remaining forces light frictions can last for a very long time, throwing up tiny portions of hormones and maintaining the background of confidential intimacy. In this position, without even noticing it, I gradually fell asleep.

And tomorrow's (more precisely, today's) exam ... well, well, the student God helps those who pray earnestly for him. Break through!

*****

Such opposites have turned out the likelihood of development of events, and to whom any ending seems more real and / or correct, this is a matter of personal taste and mood.

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