nice to know. Now hold on ...

With these words, the girl slumped down and in her mouth turned out to be more than half of my languishing member. Iryshka squeezed her fingers to the base and, in a growing rhythm, literally pierced her throat with a pulsing rod. I see her head flickering with improbable speed against the background of night lights outside the window, I feel her slippery tongue fluttering around the swollen head. It is impossible to convey in words the unearthly pleasure that she generously gave me. The immaculate angel severely pounds itself in the mouth in front of my eyes, while it smiles so sweetly and innocently. From all these thoughts, my head is completely blown away, and I understand that in a moment I will not be able to hold back.

- Stop, sun ... enough ... - I begged.

Fingers loosened my grip, covered with a grid of swollen veins, a member slapped me on the stomach. Irishka, standing in front of me in full growth, looked at me with undisguised pride for the fact that she, just like an experienced woman, almost brought her partner to the peak of pleasure. And I just breathed quickly and watched as the transparent droplets of the girl nectar slowly glide along the inside of her thighs. The temptress leaned over me and loudly smacked my stomach, slightly raising her cheeked up organ.

“Come to me, my little clever girl,” I purred with pleasure.

A hastily shot white T-shirt flies across the room. With the grace of a wild cat, the girl kneels on the edge of the sofa and clings to me with her whole body frantically kissing my parched lips, playfully penetrating between them. Her flat tummy barely shudders when the skin touches my hot head. From the last forces the heart is desperately gaining momentum and beats with deaf blows in the ears. I drink her kisses like pure spring water and I can not stop. Gently biting her lower lip, in response to this, Irishka practically thrusts manicured claws into my shoulders, but this turns me on even more.

I rest my palms on fragile shoulders and slowly push the girl away until she sits on top of me. Gentle petals between the legs clasp my trunk clamped by bodies. I squeeze the protruding nipples with my fingertips, drag them towards me and Irishka, after them, slides on the hard member. The brain burns sharp pleasure from the power and control over the young virgin body. Entering into the taste, she already independently shakes her hips. When her clitoris touches my head and the body freezes for a second to continue its movement in the opposite direction, Irishka takes a sharp breath. Sobs are heard in the dark faster and faster.

Her short black hairs tickle my dick leading me to indescribable delight. I myself do not notice how I begin to moan in time with the movements.

But, unfortunately, now is the time to slow down ... savor the wine of sin slowly ...

“I feel so good with you, my sweet ...” I whisper with breathing and, straightening my numbing hands, I sit down with my face in the kneeling bum on my lap.

In response, only unintelligible mooing of kissing my lips. To keep his balance, Irishka is hugging my neck. Feeling no longer under my hot flesh, the girl gradually slows down. I hug her waist, firmly squeeze the halves of a chubby ass and go down even lower until my fingers almost touch the shriveled edges of a taut dark hole. At the same time, Irishka nervously twitched, but she was already too excited to resist me. I press even more tightly and finally feel for slippery and sticky lips. I spread my legs wider to make it easier to caress the little moaning princess.I press a little and the petals of the juicy bud diverge to the sides with a quiet squish. Having squeezed into the wet heat no more phalanges hurriedly come back to repeat everything again.

- You simply charm. I adore you! - I say, looking into her misty eyes.

- I, too ... you ... very ... - her words exactly coincide with the movements of my hands.

I need to take another step, but I'm afraid ... I'm afraid I can ruin everything. Seconds of doubt stretch like wax.

- Remember, you promised to fulfill my request? - I remind.

The girl does not even try to speak and only nods in response.

“Tell me you want me ... I just want to hear it,” I hopefully ask Irochka.

Still swaying at me, she presses her cheek against my face.

- I want you! ... - distinctly, in one breath Irishka says. - Now! ... Take me! ... Please!

To show her determination, the girl stands up as much as possible and the member slips under her, smearing viscous grease on her lips.

The last holding spring bursts inside me! What I could only dream of just a few hours ago has now become a heart-burning reality. How can you resist this demon-crazed demon who attracts you like a mythical Siren and devours your soul with innocent pink lips ?! No ... it's impossible ...

Irishka makes several inept attempts to carefully descend below, but either because of excitement, or because of inexperience, a member stubbornly misses the cherished goal.

- Wait, honey. I will help - and now I am sending my hand.

The folds of the vagina amenable to my pressure. The head slowly sinks into the soft velvet captivity. I feel the muscles involuntarily contract, protecting the last barrier. Holding my hips tightly, I lift Irishka on weight and gently drop onto my torture instrument. I repeat all over again until the head begins to easily slide between wet sponges, completely hiding in the girl. Bumping her nose into the shoulder of an angel sniffles softly, but her claws are digging into my back more and more.

- Aaaah ... very best ... do you like it? ... - even at such a moment Irishka cares so cute about my pleasure.

- Super ... I'm losing my mind ... let's go deeper? - I offer the girl.

“A little bit ... you can ...” she whispers.

I remove my hands from her thighs so that she herself can control everything and, putting her arms around her, lay her palms on her shoulders. Irisha herself boldly bounces herself, almost “grown-up” strung on a dick. She looks like a fragile porcelain doll that is desperately trying to break with childhood. Every second a second pain ran through his face. The girl enters the taste of this wild dance and does not notice how I already press a little harder on her shoulders. And when my victim suspected something was wrong it was too late. I closed Irishka's mouth with a passionate kiss and at the same moment with a force pulled her down!

The cry turned into a dull moo. Blade-sharp nails came into my skin. I enveloped the thin girl camp with strong hands, at the same time reassuring and not letting her get rid of the organ that is causing pain.

Soon she calmed down and hid her face on my chest and waited submissively. I hugged and whispered in her ear: "Everything is fine, honey ... everything is fine ... it won't hurt anymore ... I promise ...". The girl continued to endure the aching feeling tightly hugging me in response. But still, I felt hot tears falling on my chest.

I did it meanly without warning Irishka, but this is the best thing I could do for her. One bright flash of acute pain is better than trying to do everything slowly, stretching the torment for long minutes.

“My little bunny, my girl, poor thing, I know it hurts.” Do not cry, sweetheart. Everything has already passed. Soon the pain will completely subside, ”I said gently,“ you gave me yourself ... I adore you, honey! ”

In a fit of tenderness, Irishka kisses me on the shoulder, neck, then covers my face with kisses.In an effort to cling to me as much as possible, she tosses on me and straightening her knees immediately throws them behind my back. Like a small, fearful animal, the girl clutched at me with her arms and legs, squeezing it almost to the point of crunch in the bones. Our lips weave again, and tongues lovingly caress each other. Between the breaths, my little angel whispers:

- Thank you ... thank you ...

“I feel so good with you ... I don't want to let you go,” I also answer in a whisper.

Irishka slightly shakes her hips and only now I notice. Hugging me with her legs - she fully put on my elastic rod, and the head buried in a tight womb.

I almost loved this modest and trusting girl and knew that I would never harm her, but the flame in my blood turned into a real fire.

“Oh, what a slut. What a shameless girl, ”his inner voice hissed in his head,“ Lustful bitch! She already wants to fuck in her narrow pussy! ". These thoughts, in combination with her cute childish face and huge brown eyes, tear the evil hungry beast from the chain inside me.

“Hold on to me,” I advised, and together with Irishka, who was hanging on me, got up from the sofa.

I turned around and flopped the girl back on the sofa. Now, nothing prevented me from sweepingly pushing my fat member into the hot juice running out of the juice. I squeeze my fingers on my thin ankles, lift up the graceful legs and spread them to the sides. The girl so frankly gives herself to me, allows me to do with her anything and only sighs softly when I knock on the uterus that opens. Gorgeous boobs bounce and dangle in the air. Irishka squeezes them with his palms. Without stopping, I hang over her and caress my pink nipples with my lips.

- How cool, fuck ... - she moans in response.

With all my strength I beat my hips on the Irishkina ass, to feel like a member being pushed into it until it stops, at the very base, is wrapped around her sexual lips. With each movement, my heavy sperm-filled eggs loudly slap a ripe ass. Slowly I completely get out of the girl and, admiring her reddened stretched pussy, I pierce the young body again. Irishka groans so loudly that I have to close her mouth with her hand. It's just unbearable ... Her little heels first furiously beat me on the back, and then they press me between the wide-open legs. I still have a little bit left ... but I already feel like in a fit of a collapsed ecstasy, the walls of the squeezed vagina are tightly compressed. I drive away the obsessive desire to get my share of the long-awaited detente and collapse from top to bottom without even leaving this heavenly place in the tummy of my girlfriend. With a growl, a violent whining bitch and barely have time to pull out my throbbing penis from a hot wiggling hole. I bite my lips in order not to shout when sticky sperm pulls out of me in long jets. She falls on a white fur plaid, on a flat Irishkin's tummy, adorns her protruding nipples with translucent pearls. Warm white mucus is stained on parted pink lips. I'm tired of falling on a fragile girl. My dick is still twitching in sweet convulsions, flooding everything between us.

I kiss her sweaty neck and whisper to Irishka:

- My sweetheart ... I love you ...

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Outside the window is already getting light. The pinkish-gray skyscrapers are glaring mournfully through the window. Unfinished cognac is forgotten on the windowsill. Our clothes are scattered throughout the room. Silence. Somewhere on the floor above the door slammed ...

I still can not sleep ... And Irishka clung to me and sniffs sweetly in my ear ...

Sleep, honey :)

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