cheered up.

- Well, everything, well, sex, we had, that's what!

- Aaaaa ... - Dasha stretched - has it really happened? so how is it for you?

- Well, how? Yes, nothing. It hurts and is not very nice.

- And you told him?

- She said.

- And what is he?

Here Kirill was having fun, it is not every day that he overhears the conversation of two yesterday's virgins, one of whom you deprived of virginity yourself, and even from all sides.

He moved closer to Dasha, who was lying on her stomach and chatting, and put one finger into her pussy without a twinge of conscience.

Dasha turned to him, but continued to listen to the outpouring of her friend. She had only a little lost breath.

“And he did,” continued the friend, “he said that for the first time it hurt everyone, and in general, what was not nice was my own fault, he had nothing to do with it, the previous girls liked everything.

Cyril continued to listen to every word. He was terribly interested in what other revelations the girlfriend would share with Dasha. He put Dasha’s finger in her mouth, she automatically licked it. He stuck his finger just wetted in her ass, and the second in the vagina and began to move in it.

Dasha stretched out, spread her legs and moaned slightly

Meanwhile, a friend continued:

“I don’t know how it should be.” He kissed me here, stroked me, put his household in - and come on, go ahead and with a song ... And it hurt me. I don’t understand what a pleasure it is. Or maybe I'm frigid just?

- Listen - Dasha seems imbued with the absurdity of the situation, but apparently she tried to choose words so that the conversation seemed neutral to him - Did you actually want this or what?

- Well, yes ... well, you know, even the panties were wet when he used to ... and then - as cut off.

Kirill strengthened his movements, Dasha could not resist and quietly squeaked again. Marina at the end of the phone was worried:

- What's the matter?

- Everything is OK. And Igor is your fool. And he is to blame for everything. Here it is. If I tried, everything would be different.

- Yes ... - Marina was offended by the guy, - how do you know how? Here you try it, then we'll talk.

“Okay, we'll talk when I try.” And now I'm going to sleep, okay?

Dasha turned off the phone and turned to him. Seeing his cheerful face, she was taken aback:

- So what are you, and heard her too?

- Every word

- Here's a pancake ... even if I said ... Listen, well, okay, since I heard, why did they do that? BUT? Long met, everything seems good.

- Dash, hard to say. Maybe her wooden guy is completely or inexperienced, maybe they just do not fit each other. How do we know? but in general - if the guy in front of her was showing off the previous girls, most likely the fool himself.

Dasha giggled:

- To be honest, I always thought that something was wrong in it, but Marinka likes it.

Cyril crushed her under him

- Do you like me?

“Why, you are a rapist and a pig!” - answered the “victim”

Cyril kissed her on the lips, his hands lay on his chest. His knees, he spread her legs, lay on top. Dasha one hand stroked his neck and back, the other hand found his penis and squeezed slightly.

She threw her legs on his back, a member rested in her crotch. The girl leaned forward, guiding the member with her hand where it was necessary. Cock slid into her vagina. Cyril again felt how the walls of the vagina tightly fit him - it seemed, if he had a little more, and would not fit.

He slightly moved away from the girl to see completely, as immersed in her body. This time they had sex slowly, he then kissed her on the lips, then stroked her breasts, then slightly twisted her nipples, so that goosebumps were going on her body, then caressed the clitoris with her finger, then slightly pressed her anus, teasing her, but inside.

He rolled onto his back, so that she was seated on top. Holding her hips, showed her how to move, but did not allow her to do it too quickly and strongly. Cyril admired her, her small breasts did not interfere with her, she threw back her hair, she moved, listening to her feelings, not hurrying anywhere

Then he took her hand and sent his fingers to the clitoris, whispering in his ear:

- And now you yourself

She now caressed her clitoris herself, and he slowly continued to immerse her cock in her.

Sometimes he led her with his finger, sometimes he gave her freedom. Now he did not want any furious sex. He pushed her back down again. He liked how she threw her legs at him and then stroked, then scratched his back with her nails. This time she didn’t scream or moan. Only reddened cheeks and breathing showed that she was close to orgasm.

He pressed on her fingers, caressing the clitoris, at the same time accelerated the movement of the penis. She could not stand it and began to moan shortly in time with the movements:

- ABOUT! ABOUT! ABOUT!

In a minute they both were already finished - this time, without being bound, he clutched at him with his arms and legs, arched into a arc and shuddered, while he pressed her hips to himself, lowering everything into it to the last drop.

Lying side by side on the bed, he asked her:

- Well, now to the police, to claim me?

- Well, I do not. Now only when I get bored with sex with you. So now everything is in your hands

- Dash, tell me, where are your parents? Do you have to come back? Live with me for a while.

- They are in the country, but what's the point for me to stay with you? I told you - soon there will be critical days, you will have to take a break.

- Well ... Dasha, first of all I like you not only for sex.

- Yes? And for what? We seem almost not familiar!

- Baby, I'm just fine with you. And secondly, there are so many ways to give each other pleasure ..

- What? - she got worried - will you be me ... in the ass?

- No, honey, very often you should not engage in anal sex either. Think of something else

- Yes? Well, okay, then you will teach me everything — Dasha easily agreed and spit into the kitchen to make coffee.

From the kitchen came her cheerful voice.

“I just don’t know what to say to Marinka — well, I won’t tell you how you raped me, otherwise she will become jealous.”

Cyril laughed and quickly began to gather in the store - we should buy a new girl panties to replace the lost