Who corrected it there, and who can be trusted here? I really didn’t think that I’ll carry me this way: not only are the memories, so there are also doubts! And I began to doubt everything. And that he chose his wife correctly, and that ... No, not that way. With almost unconditionally trusted the same wife, which he himself chose. Maybe all the same she was cunning in something? It was then, in the old years, that I liked the girl, and I, a young, self-assured fool, hung up my ears for any noodles with pleasure: and that I had her first, and that she was fine with me in bed ... But you can woman to tell a story for their own benefit? But this is me running far ahead, before writing the story itself, I am already trying to analyze. Let's sort through the order together. If someone has not read my previous stories - (Sclerosis is not old age ... and Returning to the unprinted) - I’ll briefly tell the final: I came for a date with one Sveta, but “laid down” with another. By the way, on their own initiative they changed.

So, a week has passed, from Sveta - Tatarochka (it’s necessary to somehow call the one with which I did) neither hearing nor spirit, as though I didn’t break her “girl”. Well, maybe not me ... but most likely it was - without blood, after all. And God bless her, not sad, to be honest. But at the rehearsal of the ensemble, Sveta’s second continued to come, although she kept a certain distance: of course, she stayed with Victory that evening. But I still had some feelings in my heart hiding, apparently immediately she climbed into my soul, with her slim legs))). In general, somewhere in a week, closer to May 9, together we were again, again squeezed into the locker room. AND EVERYTHING !!! There was no continuation, as though she had no attempts to jointly lie down with Victor. And I was already in tune, and it was necessary to coincide so closely with the circumstances that the apartment was again left without prying eyes: the grandmother did not come from Kuybyshev. The story is almost repeated, but this time I and this Light were left alone. Again, light binge, wine, not vodka, dancing under the player "Leader", and of course endless kisses and crimping. Even some restrictions in my masturbation were introduced by Sveta, which only warmed me. Night is full, and we are not undressed, crawling on the couch. I began to insist on a rapprochement and what did I hear! Now this Light says: "... for the first time, it may not be necessary, then it can ..." What then, a member like a fire hose, do not think, not in size, but in tension and readiness to splash! I began to undress her, especially paid attention to the gorgeous breasts of awesome size and elasticity. She seems to be not afraid, allows. I apply my lips to one breast, and I gently stroke the other with my hand. Slowly, little by little, things are moving in harmony - this is already the skirt on the floor. Trying not to scare, (I'm afraid), quietly, I slip my fingers under the gum of the panties and I feel the girl's slight trembling. Whether from fear, or from impatience (as I THEN did not think about it!) She shudders and whispers something, and I take off my clothes with one hand, and with the other I make up my pussy. Hair, unlike the previous Sveta, this one on the spot, unshaven pubis. Well, I'm not up to frills, I want to fuck, my teeth ache. And finally the climax comes - I'm at the long-awaited door! Yes, it was not there, the door does not open, there is no free entrance. I and so, and commercials, but it does. The whole trouble is that he was afraid to strain himself - as if not to be embarrassed. And the head is already naked, and she’s already worn out about curly hairs on her pussy ... Only she, the head, and managed to get into forbidden territory.As soon as I entered the “upper room”, the scribe came and came: I flow, it means uncontrollable. And what is surprising: (it is now, and then do not care) Sveta calmly reacts to my unsuccessful experience, she just does not like that he made the bed.

And she begins to slowly prepare me to continue. Well, I certainly like the presence of her hands on my untimely asleep genitals, but there is still some constraint: I am already, but I haven’t printed it yet. For an hour, the attempts of the whole (member of course) to enter this stubborn gap continued. Both her and even my fingers repeatedly visited the “excursions” in pussy. Wet, I will tell you, it finally became there - either Sveta flowed a little, or I didn’t hold back a bit - in general, it turned out ... And he climbed "the animal into the burrow", and he began to master it a little bit, turning his head into different parties. Sveta my little by little began to urge me on: she was whispering something, clawing here and there, she started at me. With my legs, behind my ass, as with my hands I held, and even managed to get some extra movements. Again, she began to breathe somehow friend, not so calm. I would have been a fool to think about it, it was possible to guess that this is not girlish, but feminine behavior! Yes, where already there, I bastard, I have no time to analyze the situation and draw so far-reaching conclusions. I kissed her at this very time where I could get: I started from the forehead, then gently touched the lips of her large (not made up!) Eyelashes ... Slowly, gently down the neck to her gorgeous breasts, and there already lingered longer. The breasts were perfect - big, poured, with large brown nipples, which I just pressed my lips and we both liked it. Despite the fact that Sveta was lying on her back, her chest did not change its shape at all, that is, it did not spread. By the way - everything is real, there was no talk about silicone then. I didn’t control my hands at all - where they traveled there afterwards - only they know it alone. How long can a young boyish body endure such pleasures? I think you understand me. I grab a small (yes, there, a little) ass of Sveta and approach the peak of the project. After some (or lowering after some?) Time and getting another potion of pleasure, I begin to carefully remove the “wounded fighter”. Well, everything, I think, “the fighting girlfriend” probably is also “wounded”, bleeding out! What do I see? Surprisingly, it turned out again without blood. And then an instructive girlish voice sounded, explaining that it happens to be like this, a virgin without blood ... Like they stretch, and sickle-shaped, etc., etc. And I am happy - what, already, the second girl unpacked - I lay , bastard and enjoy your own "masculinity"! It is now, with the luggage of past years, I can safely assume that they have duped me, not me. And then I was what you think about myself. And so, all night ahead, there were no unpleasant consequences in connection with the “opening” of Sveta Mink, and I began to become impudent. I try to attach my “gun” between her breasts, then I run my fingers into the crack deeper. On the first impudence of Light reacted rather sluggishly, did not provide any assistance in this - that's all.

But on the playful little fingers she led a little: she rose to meet, or vice versa, trying to expand the area of ​​impact of my fingers by shaking her pussy from side to side. And of course her hands did not stand still, or rather they did not lay with dead ropes, but rather took an active part in everything that was happening. Here I am writing now and straining in the appropriate places involuntarily, the thought is latently ripening: and yet it seems that “Svetochka” has already had some experience! I do not know, then I was not up to it, but now it’s even interesting: if it excites me pleasantly NOW, then how would I - or rather my member - react THEN to the fact that Sveta is no longer a girl? No, of course it's a shame to just be a burdock with noodles on the ears, but be sure that you are being led by the nose (or for the member,which is more suited to the situation) and behave accordingly ... And so back to our sheep, more precisely to one sheep and its sheep. Yes, yes, they used to say that “my sheep” is about a girl. In general, the night was a success, the resistance in the mink weakened noticeably, but it did not disappear ...