- This is a sweet girl, always nice. After all, you were born a woman. Your female lot in every way to please a man, to give birth to children for him. It does not matter that you will not become his wife. I've been a girl, lived with my master for more than forty years, however. I gave birth to him, thank God, six children. And so passionately loved him. Oh, how I loved him!

“You still love him.” But, because it is no longer there.

- He's alive in my heart girl. As long as my heart beats, for me it will always remain alive.

- Mistress is not angry at you for the love of her husband?

- At first, I will not hide, the lady was very angry with me when I was young, because I was taking him from her. That is me, more than the wife preferred, - she explained. “Now that we both have grown old, time has reconciled us.” She knows well that he loved me more than her. Dying, before the image he ordered her to give the word, asked her to forgive me, to take care of me. She often calls me to her, and together we remember him. Even cry sometimes.

- And what is our young barich? I don’t know him at all. I saw him only from afar. You know what he had with Katyusha.

- You kosatka, do not pity her. She herself fell under him. There can be no love here. Katka, sly, sly, on his mind girl. She decided to dry Kohl with her charms in order to settle well. Nothing will come of it. I know her better than her. But I see you, he will love you. Not for nothing from all the yard girls, our lady has chosen you. She then knows perfectly what women like men of her kind. You very much remind me, such as I was in girls. He is a very kind young man. Wait, - she realized, - you, you see, are interested in, is it good, when without clothes?

Dunyasha flashed shyly, and lowered her eyes.

- And this too. You were his nanny.

“Oh, you're a cunning girl,” the old woman smiled. - Do not worry about this kasatochka. He has everything in place, everything is in order. It is beautiful and well built. You will not be disappointed. Just be obedient to him in everything.

“How ... it happens,” she asked barely audibly, “when a boy and a girl ... together?”

- And this, my dear, you will know yourself.

Chapter 2. Nicolas

Nikolasha knew that her grandmother had prepared a pleasant surprise for him. He was sure that the reason for this was his unexpected connection with the young maid Katyusha.

She came in the morning, thinking that he was still sleeping. When he saw the girl entering, he immediately closed his eyes, watching her through the eyelashes lowered. Women had already begun to excite him, and a clean, neatly dressed young girl, with beautiful convex shapes strikingly different from his body, was very attracted to him. Under her dress was a mysterious and beautiful female body with perfect, elegantly outlined forms, with which he dreamed of getting to know each other closer. In this, he probably was very much like his grandfather.

Having entered his room, the girl carefully hung out the clothes he had scattered in the evening and, going up to his bed, stopped, examining him. Nicolas held his breath. Having approached him, she bent easily and barely perceptibly touched his cheek with a warm palm, and then moved her face closer and barely perceptibly touched his lips with warm lips.

Blood rushed to his head instantly. Grabbing Kate by the hand, he pulled her to him with force, and she fell down next to him. Her skirts reached up to her knees, exposing beautiful slender legs. And then there was madness and happiness. He crumpled the supple body of the girl and woke up only after he felt a wonderful feeling of carnal emancipation.

Katyusha was lying next to him, turning to him an excitedly rosy face. She was not embarrassed by neither high skirts, nor shamelessly naked hips. She did not know what girl shame.

Such was her life in the parental home and mother.Once, a long time ago, her mother was also a maid in a manor house. As soon as she suffered, and her stomach became noticeable, she was slightly whipped up and sent to work in the barnyard. There, during work, she gave birth to Katyusha. In the village they slandered that even after giving birth she continued to see the young master then. Until he appeared Feklusha, and did not replace it. The old mistress either forgot this story, or forgiven Vasilisa for years. Otherwise, would not take her daughter to the maids of the girl.

Soon, she was sent to work at the poultry house, and he was told that she would serve the new girl. What became of Katyusha was unknown to him.

There was a delicate knock on the door. Nikolenka was still in bed. He was wearing a long to-toe nightgown with a large cut on the chest.

Ah, this is probably his new servant.

- Log in.

He saw a beautiful girl entering his chambers. High, slim, embarrassed head lowered, on the cheeks tears paint embarrassment.

“Come closer to me, but take off my shirt,” Nikolaynka ordered, a little annoyed by this shy girl.

She awkwardly removed his shirt.

- Ah!

Holy Hierarchs! He completely forgot that he was lying without pantaloons, but she doesn’t know what to wear them, her duty. Does not matter. Let him get used to the look of a naked man. Myself Nikolenka, considered a man.

“What scared you so much?”

Covering her face with a sleeve, the girl burst into paint of shame.

- Barin! I should not look at a naked man! - she said shamefully.

“Did the lady tell you to be in my full power?”

- Yes, sir. I ordered.

“So, come to me, and then take this object in your hand,” Nicolas ordered imperiously, pointing his finger at his raised organ.

- Oh, sir! What is it in your head took it.

- Oh, yes, I see you rebel, you think ?!

Incredibly embarrassed and shy, Dunyasha obediently approached the young master and with two fingers took him by the member. He even shuddered at the sweetness of that moment. There is nothing more pleasant when the girl keeps your genital organ.

- stronger! Hold tight!

She squeezed her fingers and instantly impulsive impulses of desire instantly spread from the young man’s spine.

In the compressed palm of his hand, Dunyasha pulsated the young man's hot, excitingly hard organ pulsating in blood. Hot blood rushed to her face.

- Move them.

- How to move them siren?

“What kind of stupid questions?” First move it to the base, and then move it up.

Moving a member, the girl did not suspect that with her hand she was masturbating a member of the young master. His young, handsome face was hot and inflamed, his eyes glittering, and with a losing breath, he croaked.

- Hurry up! Yes, stand behind me so that you are comfortable!

Almost clinging to his naked body, she swiftly moved her hand, watching with amazement how his limbs tremble. Making a hoarse sound, the barich suddenly bulged his hips and out of the reddened head of the organ moved by the girl, suddenly several long jets flew out.

“Help me lie down,” Nicolas asked wearily, feeling very exhausted.

Oh, how well the girl did it! He has never erupted with such power. Down on the bed, he grabbed her narrow hand.

- Lie down next to me.

She flared bashfully. Barich was lying naked, and she had to go to bed with him.

- Lie down, do not annoy me.

Slowly dropping down next to her master, she chastely turned away from his continuing protruding organ.

“Hold him,” he ordered. - I am so pleased when you hold it.

Holding the baric organ in her hand, Dunyasha involuntarily experienced arousal.

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