I adore this back. Strong, tanned, muscular. The most beautiful on this Earth, the best in this Universe. This back has a perfect trapezoidal shape, very wide at the top, very narrow at the bottom, and near the very buttocks there are tiny dark hairs twisting into tight little ringlets. In the muscles that make this back prominently, you can study anatomy. One would like to lick the tip of the finger and walk them a long way along the alluring spine from the beginning of the neck to the hollow in which strong buttocks are born.
I can watch for hours at this man stripped to the waist, picking at the parts of the disassembled moped. It is good that he has no eyes on the back of his head, otherwise they would have felt ashamed of such a frank gazing a long time ago. Now my favorite back is especially attractive, with tiny drops of sweat on it from the heat and diligence. Some of them, merging into tiny streams among themselves, streamed down to the neckline of jeans for distillation.
I crept softly and smacked my beloved in the crown. His hair smelled of the sun, a little bit of grease and something else incomprehensible, but pleasant, close and very dear.
- all picking? - I asked, smiling, - Dine let's go?
“Let's go, of course,” he replied casually, carefully examining some spare part of an unknown location and destination.
- And when? - I did not let up.
- Why, finish it and let's go.
It immediately became clear to me that this would end very soon. I scooped the water from the column and crept up and ... splashed icy water on his back. There was a wild whoop. I felt very funny, I turned and ran, fearing the consequences of my antics.
- Well, wait a minute with me! - jumping up, he threatened, and chased after me, catching up with huge two-meter jumps. I ran as hard as I could, but the distance between us was rapidly shrinking. Having run into the porch, I almost jumped into the empty elevator, but it was too late - he managed to catch up with me. The elevator doors closed, and he smiled wickedly.
“Got dear, now you will be punished for your deed,” he said.
- And what will you do to me? - I answered with a call.
- And that's what!
He abruptly pulled the collar of the dress, and it swung open, exposing his chest completely. Then, grabbing my nipples, he squeezed them tight, almost painfully. I oyknula and tried to pull away, simultaneously pressing the button 5 floors. But he instantly pressed "stop" and the mousetrap slammed shut.
Putting his palm on the back of his head, he gently pulled me toward him, bringing his lips closer to mine. They were so hot, alluring, sexy, exciting, and this kiss seemed to last forever. It had everything: passion, love, thirst, caress, pleasure, harmony and life. I didn’t kiss like that with any man, and none of them had such intoxicating, plump lips with an abundance of wrinkles that could be traversed by the tip of the tongue.
My nipples are hard and tight. He continued pulling them with his fingers, then squeezing, then stroking. And at the bottom of my stomach everything was already raging. I quickly pulled off the panties and put them in the side pocket of his jeans. He understood my signal literally and instantly launched his finger between my legs.
“You’re wet,” he whispered, getting excited even more. “If you don’t unzip my jeans right now, you’ll repair the zipper yourself later.”
I unbuttoned my jeans and a huge excited penis fell out of the open fly. There were no bottoms on it! How it excites! I knelt, absolutely not caring that the floor in the elevator was not sterile. I modestly licked his wet dick once, another, as if teasing, and then opened my mouth and completely sucked in a very large and incredibly manhood. He groaned, probably he liked my actions.Gradually, he sank deeper into my mouth, and deeper and for a moment it seemed to me that with his insolent cock he would now tear my vocal cords and pierce my lungs.
Suddenly he stopped. Lifting me from my knees and turning my back to me, he bit my skin in the neck. Whispering inaudibly, he frantically searched for something in his pockets.
- Found! He cried triumphantly.
Tearing up the condom package, he pulled it over the swollen member (after all, it's great that he never forgets that I am a supporter of the x-registar safe sex system).
The condom was obviously small to him, but he completely covered the head, which immediately plunged into me. What a nice little head! She moved in me in all directions: from top to bottom, left and right, diagonally and in a circle, delivering unheard of pleasure. Biting my lips, I endured, endured, holding back an orgasm, and when I had no strength left, I moaned softly and finished. After a moment, he moaned. The member contracted in me with powerful pushes, and I felt through the thin shell of the condom how it was filled with something hot and desirable.
Suddenly the elevator twitched and drove up. I quickly put the dress in order, and my beloved tucked the dick straight with a condom wearing on it in jeans and zipped it up.
- you down? - asked a young boy from the 12th floor.
- Yes - we answered in chorus and looked at each other.
We drove down, looking with our loved ones at each other, and smiling, like conspirators. We are silent, because almost everyone in the elevators when they go, they are silent. On the first floor, the guy came out first, and I noticed how he smiled, sliding his eyes over the lace of pink panties, which treacherously looked out of the pocket of someone's half-buttoned jeans.