as her insides turn out almost at the exit, but soon there it was wet and slippery, the member entered quite easily, without hurting her, Xenia cheered up and began to move towards him herself, hugging him behind her back, adjusted to her pace.

- Oh, Misha! How I feel good with you. Ebi old chick, give me joy, dear.

Mishka was stepping up the pace, chuckling in his heart, as he had affairs at home and with older ladies, besides, he liked her unused, surprisingly little hole, where a member burst, splashed out, squeezing her juices from the first orgasm, which he felt from strangling his vagina and her first relaxation after that.

- I finished already, dear, come on and you finish. - whispered Ksenia, trying to help him and again with full swing podmahivaya. Mishka raised himself on his elbows and, kissing her titka, continued his sweeping movements with his hips, knowing that she was now sailing again.

- Oh! Good my, I finish again! - And she again relaxed exhausted for a while. Then she began to adjust again at his pace. On her third time, he also finished Mishka, filling her with his sperm, again pressed against her with all his big body.

- Ah! Misha, I'm so glad I came to you today. I did not always get the only pleasure when I fucked, and then just three, without a break. You are a very strong lad, Misha. But let's rest a bit and drink vodka. Good?

- Come on, take a rest, Ksenyushka, and I don’t feel like drinking anymore, honey. Tomorrow we still have to work. Your moonshine is good, of course, but too strong.

- Well, don’t drink if you don’t want, but I’ll take a little more of myself and that’s enough too. I feel so good with you that I don’t need her. I thought you would drink it and fuck me. We don’t drag a man without a bottle to ourselves, but sometimes you want to do it.

- Well, it's not about me. With you I'm ready without any bottles. You are very good.

- You're so sweet, Misha. I can, I will come to you sometimes, you just wink at me in the dining room and, that evening, I will be at your place.

- Agreed, if anything, then I wink, or you let me know what you really want.

Mishka pulled a member out of her, got up, wiped it with a clean cloth and handed it to Xenia

She also pulled herself up and put on a robe, and he pulled on his sweatpants, no panties. We sat down at the table and he poured the moonshine into cups.

- Well, God loves the Trinity, I will drink and I will have the third glass with you. Do you want more today?

- Misha, with you now I will always want. If tired, then we will not be more.

- Well, I do not. Today I will give you one more time, anyway, I will insert it.

Ksenia giggled. After drinking a glass, she herself came up and sat on his lap.

- I really want you to put in another one today. Hee hee! Our men say fuck, and I will not insert like you. Caress me Titi, Misha. I really like the way you kiss and suck them. As calf. Hee hee.

The bear again began to caress, kiss and suck on her large breasts, slowly stroking her whole body. And again they were in bed and he inserted into it, forcing her to stop time after time. This time Ksenia, for the first time, as she said, rode on top of him, and he finished, putting her on her knees, behind her. Ksenia received five orgasms and was satisfied with her fill, so she just cried for joy, kissing and caressing Mishka when he finally got off of her, also pretty empty. Both were sweaty and fragrant. The bear went outside and washed out of the barrel with water. After him, Xenia did the same. Satisfied with each other, they kissed for a long time, but around twelve at night Ksenia, having said goodbye, left, leaving more than half a bottle of moonshine, which Mishka put in the refrigerator, until the next time.

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The second was Mishkina the same age, the standard setter of their plot. She visited them in the afternoon and left in the evening, since she had lived in Nyagan for four years and had an apartment there.One day, the brigade turned out to be “idle” because of the lack of ceilings for the first floor of the building under construction. The slabs were supposed to be brought in two days and the head of the section allowed everyone to go to Nyagan, go shopping and just relax. Lucy, the standard setter, went along with them. They sat on the bus nearby and chatted with nothing to do. Mishka noticed that she was shooting, it was with his eyes that he decided not to get lost, to get to know him better. He was telling funny jokes, incidents from soldiers' lives and at the end of the way, Lucy was already clinging to him sideways, and when everyone landed and dispersed, who went to Mishka, inviting him, an hour later, after two aimless ferments around the town, they would visit me.

Bear didn’t refuse, of course, and in fifteen minutes they were already entering her two-room small-sized, quite comfortably furnished, however. Lyusya escorted him into the room, sitting in a chair in front of a coffee table and a large TV set on a cabinet built into the furniture wall, while she went to the kitchen, something to cook there. Mishka turned on the TV, ran through the channels and found, left the channel through which some kind of concert was going. Soon the hostess appeared, carrying a bottle of brandy and some kind of salad went away again and brought more snacks. She took out glasses from the sideboard and sat next to her on the sofa or sofa, Mishka didn’t really know the names of the furniture.

- Print and pour, Misha. Let's drink a little for a wonderful day, for the fact that you appeared in my apartment. After the divorce from her husband, there were no more men here. You are the first in one and a half years.

- Why did you run away, Lucy? Not all characters, as they say, usually?

- Let's drink first, then I will try to tell.

They raised their glasses, knocked them and drank. Mishka ate a sandwich with ham and lettuce, and Lucy put a piece of chocolate bar in her mouth. They were silent for a while, then Lucy told her the story of marriage and divorce.

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Lucine story or "do not rush the girls to marry."

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- I, Misha, and myself still do not understand why he decided to go to another woman. I saw her, I didn’t find anything special and too beautiful in her, but she took him with something. But I will try to tell everything from the very beginning. After nine classes, I was sixteen then, I entered a technical college in Ekaterinburg as an economist in forestry. I studied well and finished two courses already, when, by chance in the library, I met him, Igor. He loved to read the militants and asked something from the “Special Forces” series, Tamonnikov. The man is of course nice, strong-looking, he liked me, and I liked him. We met for half a year until he decided to invite me to his place. He himself worked as a mechanic in construction mechanization, had an apartment, and he was already twenty-five years old.

As he, as usual, met me after school, we walked around the city and I was about to go to the hostel when he offered to spend this evening at his house, and I agreed. In the dorm, to be honest, everything has become boring, every evening the same thing. The girls will sit down and run away to their boyfriends, and if they come to them, they are asked to stay somewhere until they get laid with them. They didn’t bother me with offers to get laid, after I ousted several people, but my brother, who was particularly annoying, filled my face with it. So I agreed and we went to him. Igor was very pleased. Before that, I will say straight away, he only kissed me a few times during parting, there was no more. He also had a two-room apartment, though quite normal, not small-sized like this one. In general, I will not disassemble everything on the shelves, I can only say that this evening he gave me a drink ... Read more →