Irina calmly walked, slowly rushed to her office. The main manager of a large travel company, she felt confident and powerful. At 40 years old, she looked amazing: of medium height, with a narrow waist, full hips and still quite appetizing elastic breasts, she made a disturbing impression on the male half of the company, starting from the director and ending with a simple cleaner. Her sweet, “domestic” face was beautiful and at the same time strict, which reminded her subordinates that she needed to work and observe discipline. However, being successful in her career, Irina’s personal life was not entirely successful. She divorced her husband a long time ago, they had no children, so she lived alone, not hoping for any personal life. Yes, and what a personal life in 40 years? It is time for grandchildren to nurse, and not to think about love. With such thoughts, Irina went into her office and began preparations for a long working day.
There was a knock on the office door. Not even having time to take off her coat, Irina asked to enter.
"Here he is" - Irina froze on the spot. I went to the scrub of the main manager, her immediate subordinate Igor. Tall, handsome brunette, he had long been sympathetic to Irina, but at the thought of one thought that her “deputy” was only 25 years old, Irina immediately threw away all the foolish romantic thoughts that, as luck would have it, got into her head.
“Irina Nikolaevna, let me help you” - seeing that Irina is taking off her coat, Igor rushed to help.
“Yes, thank you, Igor” - Irina stood and waited for the touch of his hands as something unearthly.
Here he slowly takes off his coat, Irina feels his breath from behind and a shiver creeps over her back.
“So, quietly, Ira, pull yourself together, did not have enough for this young insolent person to understand everything,” Irina reasoned herself.
“Igor, why did you come?” - Irina tried to give her voice a calm tone, but the notes of arousal were heard in her voice, intertwined with still intermittent languid breathing.
“Yes, Irina Nikolayevna, have you forgotten that you promised to see my draft project for the establishment of tourist trips to African countries?” - Igor calmly stood and smiled at Irina. This smile was the last straw ..
“No, I didn’t look, I didn’t have time, and today I’m full of work ... If you want Igor, then ... you can throw me home in the evening, sit at tea and discuss everything” - Irina already blamed herself for such a teenager in her thoughts naivety. But suddenly she got the answer: “Well, what time to pick it up?”
“Come on at 6 pm and do not be late,” said Irina.
Igor left the office, but for a long time the train of his perfume was in the office of the boss, driving her crazy.
All day Irina could not find a place for herself, it seemed the day lasted unbearably long.
Finally it was the end of the working day. Exactly at 18. 00 Igor went to the boss and dressed, they went to the parking lot. While we were going to Irina's home, she thought all the way how to behave in the company of this young man, how not to lose her commanding appearance ... Eh ... If she knew what would happen next ...
“Everything has arrived” - Igor's voice led her out of a pile of thoughts. They went up to the apartment.
“Igor settle down, I am now. “- Irina has disappeared in the bathroom.
“I made coffee here, are you not against Irina Nikolaevna?” Igor asked Irina, who appeared in the kitchen already in home clothes with wet hair.
"Seen a shower took" - realized Igor.
“Of course I don’t mind, I’m all for it,” said Irina, “and let's move on to you. Or rather, call me simply Ira. ”
“The right is inconvenient, well, okay,” said Igor.
“So what have you got for Project Igor?” Asked Irina.
“Why, here ...” - Igor leaned over to Irina with the papers, but then his sense of smell caught a charming smell. It smelled like a clean female body. This smell started circling his head, and the light house dressing-gown, fitting his body, emphasized all the charms of boss Igor.And then he decided that he could not have thought a minute ago ..
Igor took Irina by the arms and gently pulled her from her. Startled, Irina at first wanted to be indignant, but then she told herself: “You waited a long time for this, you wanted this young brazen brunette. Then calm down and do not mind. ".
By that time, Igor had already been kissing Irina’s body. First, in the lips, rubbing the remnants of lipstick on her and his face, then smoothly moved to the neck. His shameless tongue rolled around the neck of Irina, while his hands unbuttoned a robe, which soon flew away. Then the bra silently fell to the floor and Irina’s already large, hardened nipples found themselves in Igor’s mouth. Igor gently and tenderly sucked nipples, his tongue was rapidly licked the nipple aura, introducing Irina into a state of weightlessness and bliss. Slowly, but confidently, his caresses went lower and lower into the region of the abdomen, the navel. Next in line were the hips, which Igor covered with passionate kisses. And finally, his sharp playful tongue reached the most cherished ... Spreading Irina's hips, Igor delved into studies of female charms ... Already quite excited, Irina was literally exhausted with juices of love, her vagina was wet, At the same time, the warm smell of sweat, musk and something elusive that “hit Igor on the head”.
Already in a half-trance state, intoxicated by the smell and taste of Irina's vaginal juices, Igor, with all the possible care, caution, and tenderness, began leisurely his art of quilling. Alternating the longitudinal, transverse and circular movements of the tongue, sucking and nibbling the clitoris, he made Irina convulse and moan genuinely.
In the head of Irina, there was still a glimmer of shame: “What are you doing? You're an adult woman, boss, what's next? ” But after a second, this light was swept away by a wave of passion, which gave the young lover. Slowly moistening a member with saliva, Igor gently inserted it into Irina's vagina. Despite the significant size, his penis almost completely drowned in Irina’s hot bosom, which seemed ready to take another 10 times more in a fit of love.
Irina felt that indescribable feeling, which she so lacked, after her divorce from her husband and long evenings spent alone, without warm men's embraces.
The movements accelerated, then slowed down, postures changed, Irina felt that her soul jumped out of her body and was flying somewhere far away. Igor felt the approach of the end, Irina’s tight, tight thighs clasped Igor, she waved to Igor to the beat, moved towards him, guessing the rhythm and bringing him intolerable voluptuous sensations. The orgasm came bright. It seemed that all the sensations of sex entwined in one big tangle, which in a moment burst into a strong sense of immensity, it seemed the whole world froze for a moment. Igor poured out large portions of sperm into the red, idle, burnt bosom of Irina.
Exhausted, he fell on the bed next to Irina, embracing her, he got entangled in her long hair, inhaling the scent of her hair.
“Are you good, honey?” Igor asked, catching his breath, although he himself was well aware that Irina was very good now.
“Yes” - only I was able to utter Irina, and even in a whisper.
Continuing to cover Irina’s body with small kisses, Igor lifted her up and carried her into the shower.
Warm streams of water pleasantly tickled the body, washing away the fatigue accumulated during a short time of love joy.
“Ira, have you ever done this to a man, well, a tongue?” Igor asked carefully.
"Noo ..." - Ira knew where her lover was tending.
“You do not want to try?” - continued Igor.
“Well, I don’t know ...” - Irina was still a little shy, but desire took over: “Come on!”
Turning off the shower, she knelt in front of Igor and gently took it, the member already swollen by this time in the hand. Running her hand over him, she gently touched his lips to him. The tart smell of the remnants of sperm pleasantly excited her, and Irina bravely licked the head.It seemed as if some sexual instinct had awakened in her, she began to suck dick more and more boldly and bolder, driving her deeper into her throat.
Having played with the testicles with her tongue, she dipped her head with saliva and gently, slowly slid down the member, tightly pressing her lips to the fleshy flesh. Unable to withstand such a test, after a few minutes, Igor crouched in convulsions, a new portion of sperm struck Irina in the throat, but she surprisingly did not let go of her penis, but on the contrary, pressed her lips even tighter until Igor was empty and swallowed everything to the remainder.
Exhausted, they fell in the shower and under the warm jets of water they stroked each other with their lips, not yet capable of anything else.
Finally rested under the water jets, they took a shower and went to the bedroom to rest.
"Honey, you are not tired, eh?" Asked Irina.
“I'm tired, but for you, anything,” Igor answered.
“Igor, I still want to,” said Irina quietly.
“I have an idea,” said Igor, “stand up like this,” and Igor put Irina with cancer.
“Igor, you what you want there? No, it will hurt. “- prayed Irina.
"Do not worry, sweet, it will not hurt, it will be nice," Igor slyly winked.
Having found a hand cream on the shelf, Igor plentifully smeared the narrow virgin hole of the anus of Irina and carefully, slowly began to sink his instrument. The member entered tightly, but Igor persistently entered, developing the anus of his partner.
Irina gasped. “What is sick?” Asked Igor. "Well, be patient, it will be cool now."
Finally, a member of Igor plunged completely, and he clasped his hips, began to enjoy fucking his middle-aged, but such a sweet mistress.
Irina relaxed and blissed out. She felt as hard as a rock member tightly enters her anus, filling all the emptiness inside, as Igor's eggs gently hit her buttocks, when Igor once again stretches her hole with a smooth movement. Excitement mixed with a pleasant sweet pain in the anus overflowed Irina. The first orgasm in her life was not long in coming. He came as an uninvited guest, a hurricane, sweeping away everything in its path, shaking poor Irina in ecstasy, leaving behind only pleasant fatigue and a feeling of complete happiness, incomparable with more than one drug in the world. Already struggling in convulsions of orgasm, Irina felt like Igor finished, his jet of sperm struck like a hose, filling the entire space of the anus, so hard-working stretched a member of Igor. Igor protractedly moaned in ecstasy and fell down next to Irina.
For some time they lay, embracing, not moving, listening to their feelings, unable to express, overwhelming their feelings, and so fell asleep, happy that they found each other.
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