Well, finally, I chose the time to continue my story. The fact is that, as suggested by the head. Separation from clients (but more from clients) is not out of the question. True queues in front of my office does not happen: the audience comes solid and only by appointment. I want to believe that thanks to my professionalism more than with the efforts of the newly-made mother-in-law or the entourage created around my modest person ... but about this sometime later. I will not remind you of what the previous part broke off, who is interested - read.

... Going into the room, my fuse evaporated somewhere. Everyone was already seated at the table and talked with ease, seeing us, the libertines revived, which embarrassed me even more. Kate was either accustomed and therefore still, or she did not file the form. Slyly squinting, Angela asked:

- Well, Romka, alive?

- Yes, although at first it seemed that he died in paradise.

“And I haven’t been fighting for a long time with such animal zeal, sometimes it seemed that I would tear, a miracle that survived.”

To this answer was obtained only by coughing, Olga helped out:

- Or maybe you want to tell us something, what was the secret for half an hour, um?

I took more air into my chest and blurted out:

- Olga, Igor, I offered Kato a hand and a heart, and she accepted my offer, - it sounded too pathetic in the company of almost naked people who had just had sex with each other; Svetlana even sprinkled her palms. Noticing, my confusion, the situation, oddly enough, pulled Andrei:

- Congratulations! Here we will drink it now! And for the fact that beautiful things can connect great people. For you!

Katya and I went for our seats, and the holiday moved on. Looking at the clock, I found that only half of the third night, but it seemed that half a life had already passed. The conversations were of an ordinary drunken festive character, with the only difference that they talked with ease about politics as well as about the advantages and disadvantages of fucking 3m + 1g, etc. I quickly got used to it and, without embarrassment, communicated with everyone.

Then Sveta said:

- Roma, Kato, when will you be ripe before the first girl in the life of a full-fledged sex? It seems to me that not only do I burn with impatience and curiosity.

- Yes, yes, we smolder, we burn, - approving voices were heard everywhere.

Katya looked playfully at me:

- Let's go to?

- And surely in front of everyone?

- Are you NOW shy of something?

There was nothing to cover, we went to the middle of the room, still littered with blankets and pillows. And now I was ashamed. It is one thing when events developed rapidly, and even with elements of coercion, a similar mating looks completely different. Katya clung to my body, resting her head on her chest:

- Please, love me, do not pay attention to anyone, become my first man ...

If you are a male, you will understand how this kind of offer can act on an underdog guy, add a piquancy of exhibitionism, a beautiful young girl and get an explosive cocktail that can lift not only a corpse, but even the Russian economy! Fortunately, I didn’t appear either, and I didn’t have to think about an erection. Gently palming an innocent face with my palms, I began to kiss the cheeks, nose, covered eyes from excitement, touched the lips of her lips ... oh God! Even after almost a year, goosebumps start to run down the back from the memory of this kiss: starting from an almost chaste touch, we all increased the depth and intensity until we bit into each other with violent excitement.

As Olga later said, such powerful vibes emanated from us that everyone sat, opening their mouths and not moving, in fear of destroying such a miracle.I can believe it, because even the first kiss did not leave me even a shadow of similar memories, I remembered more, as I quietly tried to wash a couple of traitorous stains on a sheet on the night of that day. And here every touch caused powerful ... uh ... not discharges, of course (I was beaten with a current a couple of times, so believe me: there is nothing exciting in it), but, in general, our bodies were shaking when we touched each other . Anyone who has experienced this will understand how he will understand that all verbal descriptions are a pitiful reflection of that glow and flame that accompanies such events.

We, without ceasing, stroking each other, I licked every cell of her skin, elastic breasts with firm neat nipples, deep navels, thighs, knees, fingers on hands and feet, velvet pubis, ass with really virgin anus ringlet, puffing lips sex lips - everything was caressed by me, licked, and everything trembled and responded to my touch. Katenka, in turn, also caressed all of me, but both of us got more pleasure from giving each other, involuntarily shaking, then from the received caresses, then from the reaction to our own. Here I am on my back, and a beautiful nymph slowly sits down on my flesh. Honestly, when the body came across a partition separating Kato from the fullness of carnal pleasures, the magic of the moment melted a little, the alarming thought arose that I would hurt this goddess.

I do not know what thoughts she had, but she slowed down and very, very slowly began to increase the pressure of the penis on the chin, moaning with every second more and more. It seems that I even heard the barrier burst, it became very wet and a “copper” smell appeared, and Katya suddenly swallowed up the epicenter of my excitement. Screams erupted from her throat, high and frequent, sometimes turning into a low growl, she leaned toward me, dug nails into my chest and began to raise and lower her hips. She almost completely released the penis, moving rather abruptly, but there was no discomfort usually arising in such cases from pain in the pubic area and the expectation that the leaping organ would not get into the right place and would be “crushed” or “broken”.

Yes, that there is “discomfort” - I was blown off the roof, I plowed Kato to the beat, hammering the main male treasure into the womb and did not even feel the blood from my wounds from the beloved nails trickle down my chest, although several scars did not come off. Kate often breathed, as if she did not have enough air, she took the whole length of herself and pressed, trying to absorb more. She finely shaken, an orgasm snatched a long cry from her throat. I squeezed my thighs with my hands, jerked me to turn the girl on my back and, with a frenzy, began to dig a hot, vibrating bosom. Katya screamed, dragging me with her hands on her hips, squirming beneath me, but I clung to her with such force that I was then ashamed of bruising on a girl's body.

I felt that the orgasms covered her one by one, felt on the vibration of the body, on the cries breaking for a wheeze, on the madness in her eyes, and this is perhaps the most powerful memories of my life. The moment when Katya was already “full” did not escape me; from experience, I knew that further my active actions would cause only a negative effect. Gently brought the penis out of the womb, leaving only the head inside, began to cover her face and neck with kisses, trying to make the kisses more tender than passionate. It turned out not very. Meshal became the main stone male device. For a few minutes, Kato lay motionless, occasionally purring something and barely stretching, tears streaming down her cheeks. Finally, she opened her eyes and looked at me tenderly.

- I love you, love ..., - her whisper was heard only to me.

- I love you too.

- If you will be as gentle, we can continue and explore my ass.

- Are you sure you want?

- Yes, - but some kind of shadow flashed in her eyes, I did not attach any importance to it, and did you want to?

I gently turned Katya on my stomach, putting a couple of pillows under my hips. She is ...