you know, I really need ... well, with you ... - I didn’t know how to say that I really wanted her, and to remind you that she seemed to be obliged ... But Masha understood everything herself and was again filled with paint. In general, she blushed very easily in every occasion, probably the fault was her very white skin.

“Sash, I'm still a girl,” she confessed, looking down. “You know ...” after a short pause, she continued, “come on then ... I really like you very much, but ... I can't do that ...”

- Why did you come here then? - I got angry, feeling that a little more, and my dick burst from the rush of blood.

- I now do not know myself. - We continued to stand among the dancers, and Masha spoke, looking somewhere on the floor. - I thought I could ... and then ... and then you ...

- What am I? - it seemed to me that she wants to accuse me of something.

- Well ... I liked you even then ... And I would not like ... like this ... - she finally fell silent.

- And now what? - I asked stunned.

- Well, let's meet again with you, I promise ... well, everything will be just ... well, not before our eyes ...

- And now what?

- Take someone else, Lilka, for example, it was she who brought me here, after all.

“And this is true,” I thought. “The main thing, it seems, is hope for a continuation!”

“Okay,” I replied. - Only, mind you, you should.

- I promise. - She sighed with relief, and I took her to the table, and he went to Leela with Vanya, who continued to dance to the already ending Hamperdink’s song “Twenty miles from home.”

“Wan,” I said, as soon as the song ended, “I'm sorry, but I have to talk to Lily.”

“Ah, King,” Ivan grinned. - Has anyone come for a win?

- In general, yes ... - I admitted, and Vanya continued:

- Nothing, next time I'll win ...

“You win first,” Lilka interrupted him, pulling at the forelock, and turned to me: “What, is it my turn now?” Well, you and the giant!

I silently took her hand and led her into the bedroom.

“Wait,” Lily said as soon as we entered, and I closed the door.

She went to the radio channel that I had not noticed before, and, rummaging among the records lying on her, put one and turned it on. Jazz sounds poured from the speakers. Later, I found out that it was a Gato Barbieri album “Last Tango in Paris”

“Let's dance,” she suggested, undressing.

- What, just like that, naked? - I was surprised, since I had already managed to remove everything from myself.

- And what is wrong?

- No, I don’t know ... - but the girl came up and, throwing back her head, stretched a kiss to my lips. Lily was shorter, and in order to kiss, I had to bend a little and hug her, while her bare breasts pressed against mine, and my numb cock from the eternal erection once again was pressed to the female pubic. She did not kiss like other girls: her lips gently pressed against mine, and the tongue with light touches explored them from the inside. I also tried to apply my newly acquired skills as best I could.

Slowly dancing, we gradually approached the bed, and finally, I was able to lay the girl down, starting to kiss her ears, neck, chest, at the same time, palms smoothing her hair, cheeks and shoulders. When I came down lower, the girl who had already begun to breathe suddenly said:

- Let's not, - then, deftly turning me on the bed, I got up on all fours so that her already slightly opened pink pussy was right in front of my face. At the same time, I felt that her palm clasped my cock, and then he drowned in the wet depth ... "Jack pose," - flashed in my head, and I, holding the girl's buttocks, plunged my tongue into her slit. I don’t know why, but I liked to caress the plump, shiny sex lips from the inside, to suck and lick the coronal lips of the labia, plunging into the depths between them, and at the same time feel how my cock caress soft lips and a quick tongue of a girl ...

I went down below and suddenly felt my tongue dense peas. From my touch Lily started and groaned.“I wonder what it is?” - flashed through my head, and I tried to investigate the found object in more detail. I cupped his lips and gently sucked. The girl moaned louder and began to swallow my cock with renewed vigor. Her hole between the opened petals of small sponges opened, and I could not bear it, put my index finger in there, feeling the vagina from the inside. Its walls in the front and back were ribbed, with projections and thickening in the form of transverse folds.

The movements of my finger made the girl even stronger, and the pea below increased in size, resembling the phalanx of the little finger. She was slippery and very sensitive: every time I poked her tongue or sucked, Lily seemed to explode, moving her pelvis towards me and trying to shove her deep into my mouth, while frantically sucking and licking my dick. Already in anticipation of the approaching orgasm, I clasped her with my lips, simultaneously thrusting two whole fingers into the cave of my friend, making them forward movements. Finally, she trembled, and letting my cock out of her mouth, groaned loudly, while her body shook convulsions of surging orgasm ...

I looked at the girl's body wriggling above me, and I was bursting with pride that I was the cause of her condition, although ... I still wanted to detente and already realized that the harem posture would not help me here. Therefore, when Lily calmed down, dropping her breasts on my thighs, I twisted out from under her and lay down on top, with my knee spreading her legs. This time, by helping myself with my hand, I was able to find the entrance on my own, and I inserted my already stiffened member into her vagina until it stops. It seemed to me that the girl did not feel anything, but this could not stop me, I frantically moved inside, leaning my elbows on the bed on the sides of Lily, at the same time sticking brushes under the girl and rhythmically, in time with their movements, squeezing her breasts. A couple of minutes later, I felt that the heaviness that had accumulated in my groin was ready to spill over, and at that very moment Lily groaned and began to move towards me, so after a few more seconds, I gasped loudly and began to shoot the walls of her vagina. .

Having completely exhausted myself, I exhaustedly flattened myself on the girl lying prone, and she, without receiving a discharge, quietly swore:

- Heck! A little bit was not enough!

- Sorry, Lil, but I could not hold back.

“Come on,” the girl realized, “you are already today ...” she paused, not having finished speaking.

- Lil, is it true that you brought Slawka to daisy? - I began again to satisfy my curiosity, trying in the meantime to take a breath.

- Who told you? - the girl lying under me looked up. “Although ... this is not a secret at all ...” she turned over under me, forcing me to roll back, and continued, lying on her side and resting her head on her head bent at the elbow and looking at me. “You see, Vanin's father is an art attache in Washington, and two years ago in July, he took Vanka with him to the first Rainbow Gathering of Living Light festival in Colorado. They still had to go through the mountains through the passes ... And there he met the hippie, well, you know: “Make love, not war”. From there, and went our ideas of sexual emancipation. In addition, his older brother is studying at the university, and there daisy is very popular. So we decided to try. Well and tightened. And Slavka, when he heard last year, also wanted to try, she and Natasha love all sorts of experiments.

- Tell me, are you not jealous at all when Vanya ... with other girls? ..

“No,” Lily shrugged. - After all, he does not like them, but only plays. Who is bad for this?

- And if he wins, then what?

- I did not get that. You won now, so what? I didn’t start loving you about it. Yes, and you me. I see with what eyes you look at Mashka! - she smiled slyly and, like Vanka, pulled me by the forelock.

- Well ... yes, - I was embarrassed. - And yet, do not you jealous?

“No, no,” the girl shrugged again, got out of bed and began to dress slowly. “I know that he loves only me, and all these entertainments are only spicy seasonings for the main course.”

I did not quite understand what she meant, but did not ask again.

In general, it can be said that that evening was practically over. And what about Masha? Then we had meetings with her, and what other! We almost got married, but that's another story ...