Lika arrived unexpectedly. I just healed the love wounds that Tim had inflicted on me. The horn call sound at the gate of the house announced a new round of my summer adventures.

I didn't recognize Lika. The strict black suit of the business woman, the glasses, the styled hair, nothing resembled that cheerful girl I met recently. Despite the rigor of the suit, he was elegant. I do not understand fashion, and even in women and even more so. Nama opinion, clothing should be comfortable, not hamper the movement and most importantly, should be to the face and to the place. In Lika, the suit, of course, was walking; he did not emphasize his figure, he only hinted that she had it. The clothes of a business woman dressed according to the principle, nothing should point to my feminine weaknesses, read charms. Critically looking around my home and finding nothing suspicious, Lika smiled charmingly. As the hostess, coming home from work, went home to change clothes. Knee-length breeches changed their business attire.

- What's for dinner? She asked, busily.

“Now be it, let's figure it out,” I replied.

While I set the table, Lika was examining the stove.

- Acting?

- Even as I can not warm a lot for the night.

- Did you sleep on the stove? - asked Lika.

“That's what I do in your absence,” I replied in a joking tone.

“So I'm sleeping on the stove, and you're on the bed,” she concluded.

I said nothing, arguing with a woman is useless.

We had dinner and went for a walk to the lake. Lika grabbed a towel, said she would swim. My refusal was received with a condescending smile. On the lake, Lika sternly told me:

- While I undress and enter the water do not look at me!

“It hurts,” I told her, offended in her voice.

She ignored my answer, and I pointedly turned away and walked away from the shore.

- Stop, where are you going, and if I sink?

“Mermaids don't drown,” I snapped.

After taking a few steps, I stopped and waited for such a beautiful creature to bring happiness to the waters of the lake. I heard a splash behind my back, it was Lika who immersed her nice body in the coolness of the evening water. I turned around, she floated gracefully in the middle of the lake.

“Technically swims,” I noted as a lover of swimming.

- How far, little mermaid, to the water?

She laughed loudly, her cheerful laugh rang over the smooth surface of a forest lake with a silver bell.

- My waterman turned into a stone idol, you see, he stands on the shore, and I am lamenting alone and there is no one to cheer me up!

Lika dived, for a moment, above the water, her ripe and juicy berries appeared. I slowly, undressed, felt the water with my big toe, the water was cool and only then began to slowly go into the lake. As I submerged my body in goosebumps, it was very funny, a condition where my skin was slow at first, and behind that wave from the toe to the top of my head that runs through, leaving something tedious and aching. Having entered on a belt, I gather air in lungs and I dive.

Water burns its cool. Not many strokes under the water, I come up next to Lika. We have fun laughing and splashing. After a bit of splashing, heading for the shore. I, overtaking Lika, first came out on dry land and, in spite of the naked one, unwrapped the towel. Lika wrapped herself in it, making it clear that she would wipe herself.

- Impatiens! - I snorted to myself and ran into the bushes to squeeze panties. While I was carefully squeezing panties, Lika got dressed.

- Shy you what, - she stretched.

“There is an example from whom to take,” I replied, dressing.

Home went silently. Lika looked around.

- Language swallowed? - first spoke Lika.

I made a funny face and gesticulated with my fingers, pointing to the open mouth. Lika laughed. Once again turned into a fun girl. Now we were talking, not talking about everything and about anything at the same time.We enjoyed each other's voices like after a long separation. I casually melted the stove and laid clean linen on the beds. Lika helped me, herself, throwing two pillows on the village bed. Now we not only talked, our hands touched each other, at first casually, and then already intertwined like grapevines, anticipating the interweaving of our bodies. Passion grew in us with every moment spent together. We scorched with our hot breath the places where our lips were drying from the languor. The thirst for action took us to the platform where the battle of passions and temperaments was played out.

The head of my dick became purple from the tension and caresses poured on her lips with plenty of Lika. Her sensual mouth swallowed my whole pepper. A playful tongue tickled the head of the penis, causing stingy cramps of attraction. Biting my teeth brought me in even greater thrill. I could barely restrain the sperm.

She was wonderful in manifesting her passion! Her tender, elastic body immediately responded to my caresses. Hair on her velvet skin stood up, which further increased the effect of affectionate and plush kitty. The nipples on her elastic breasts, rose, with pink caps of glaciers, when the dawn covered them with their soft pink light. Only her nipples were not icy, but flamed with pink fire of desires. The smell of her divine body filled the whole universe.

Caressing my pepper, Lika turned gracefully, and her lips were leaking her secret lips leaking. Plump from the abundant influx of passion to them. I clung to those tender lips, began kissing them and pushing my tongue between them. Lika caught my tongue and squeezed it with her secret mouth. The clitoris grew in size and became like a ripe plum. More and more moisture flowed from her secret lips. Lika quickly turned around and caught her secret place, not my tongue anymore, but my pepper.

Two or three movements of the hips, as my pepper was inside a tight compressive, hot, throbbing place. Slowly immersing him in himself, Lika drove her ass. She was trembling all over with every movement of her body. Sliding along my hilly trunk, Lika finally touched the hair on my stomach with her secret place. I felt her big clit lying on me. Stopping for a few moments, as if listening to her feelings, Lika gently rubbed her clitoris on my stomach. Shuddering with all my body, I began a slow climb up the trunk of my pepper. I did not move and, holding my breath, enjoyed what was happening. Reaching the summit, Lika repeated her descent to the base, but a little faster, and the movements of her hips, when she rubbed the clitoris on my stomach, became more confident. Up and down again, faster and faster! Then, suddenly transfixed below, Lika began to frantically rub her clit on my stomach. Sitting comfortably on me, she began to increase the pace of her movements and the amplitude of rotation of her hips. Back and forth, hips to the sides and again and again. With a trembling hand, Lika pulled my hand to her evenly rocking chest, making it clear to me that I would not be an extra. I rushed into the whirlpool of passion, in which my mermaid fascinated me.

My one hand caressed her breasts, the other gently drove all over her body. Her ass, like two tender ripe and poured peaches, tickled my hot palm with her velvety skin. The gap between this miracle, attracted me to her. Stroking and penetrating between these velvet hills, I felt a slight squeeze from their movement. Leaving this alluring ripeness for a while, he began to drive his hand over all the bends of her beautiful body. Hips, thin waist, curving back, neck all caressed my eyes and hand, with its irrepressible energy of passion. Her gently parted mouth, uttered inexpressible sounds of bliss and ecstasy. Her lips dried out like rivulets in the sultry desert, and with her tongue she tried to refresh her flesh. In vain! The heat of passion ...