drinking at the nearest table. The girls drank wine, I whipped the beer. No, the room is really warm from our gestures. My shirt was wet through. The Korean girl, who, by the way, was called Regina, changed the music to “something more pomelodical”. Then most of the guys decided to go to the balcony and smoke.

In the hall there are very few people. Including us and Sasha. I invited her to dance, but she refused, referring to her dull head and fatigue. We sat down. She put the glasses on the table and took off the hairpin. Her hair wave down on her shoulders. She threw them back, head thrown back. I was staring at the bend of her neck, at her beautiful hair. Yet without her glasses she went more. Here I started fooling around. Grabbed her hairpin from the table, behind which she stretched.

“Give it back,” she demanded, smiling at my playfulness.

“And you take it,” I replied, taking off.

“Stop it,” she continued, laughing.

I stood in front of her, fiddling with a hairpin.

- Do not stop.

We argued until she suddenly jumped and pounced on me. We fought a few seconds. It all ended with the fact that she took away my hairpin, and what about me? grabbed the buttocks and took her in his arms, kissed her. She twitched, resisted, with every moment leaving empty attempts.

We broke into the bathroom. They clung to the wall. I, continuing to support her, pulled off my jeans, with her - panties. She spread her legs, opening the entrance to her harbor for me. The beast rushed out. Without prejudice, he rushed between her soft lips to where she was leaking fluids. She screamed at the penetration. Frankly speaking, I was not surprised: she always betrayed a virgin in her behavior. However, I was embarrassed that this immaculate girl so easily let me into their possession. And besides, she decently podmahivala their hips to my implants. She threw her head back, continuing to breathe loudly. I joined my lips to her neck, bit her shoulder, leaving a hickey up there. Her arms crossed over my neck, pinned me to her chest. With one hand I lowered the neckline of her dress, releasing an appetizing sisyu. My lips went down her chest, to the place where a swollen nipple was located as a tempting target. With a gradual approach to my goal, her breathing sounded more and more languid, and her chest heaved high, as if it were already unbearable. And here I, at last, reach out to the instituted papilla. My lips and teeth are closed on his delicate fabric, and my tongue begins to lick the juicy berry. Suddenly, her hands fall off my shoulders and dig into my buttocks with manicured nails. Her legs seem to be trying to separate in different directions. She is trying to put her whole body on my burning dick. I repeat her maneuver, grabbing her gorgeous ass with my fingers. Yes, so much so that it seemed she would scream from pain. Then my jerks intensify. I myself try to enter it as deeply as possible. Fuck this filly so that she will forever remember the pioneer. Fuck her virgin pussy before multiple orgasms. So she finished and finished. To her juices flowed like a river. So that she, waking up in a strange bed, would clutch at her bosom and recall me with bitterness.

Then, somehow managed to take off his pants and throw somewhere at the foot of the bath, I in the same position dragged the baby into the shower. Cold water streams fell on us. We were not up to them. Sasha somehow managed to put her feet on the edges of the bath. I freed the second breast from captivity. Water flowed from her hair, falling on her neck, shoulders, filling her chilled breasts, stomach, being lost under the layers of the dress that remained at her waist. She pulled up my T-shirt and started to caress my nipples.I, holding the waist, continued to stick it on his dick. It was terribly uncomfortable. And besides, for this evening, I was already well tired of supporting my partners on weight. Her nails scratched my back and chest. Teeth bit nipples and skin around. The member burned with a hot flame.

Then I decided to change the position. I put her on her feet. She was tormented by sexual desires. She was breathing heavily, clinging to me. Now I managed to look at her unshaven pussy. I put my hand there, and he himself touched her lips. She picked up my dick and began to stroke. He, pretty tired, re-matured and pioneered in full length. So we stood for a while, lovers, passionate about passion. I pushed the walls of her vagina apart and put my finger inside, massaging her clit. She moaned and bit my lip, while squeezing the trunk of my penis in her fist. The head was filled with new energy. She seems to have whispered: “What a big one!” (I imagine she didn’t even think that such sizes could climb into her neat little pussy)

Exhausted, I abruptly turned her back, leaned on the tiled wall and, having coped with her to a pretty ass that looked so innocent, fell in behind. She bent her back, so that I got to the right place. Like a knife in butter, I entered her wet lips. She moaned again. But not as a hymen, but as an undertrade whore, demanding more and more. I, holding on to her delicious buttocks, swayed my pelvis, trying to make her more painful and more pleasant. The slaps, now that we were wet to the skin, sounded clearer. Sounded more often. Like a wild predator, I pounced on a defenseless doe. I looked down where my boyfriend was between my buttocks, saturated with her flesh. Hand opened the hot water and the space was filled with steam. Sasha began to shout in a different way, less restrained. I clearly heard her exclamations: “Yes, yes!”. Her nails were scratching the tile and desperately trying to grab hold of something. She bent even more, letting me in, and suddenly let out a long groan, like a gong. Her muscles weakened. She stopped. I continued to pound her ending vagina for a few seconds. I felt that an orgasm was about to come. However, he lingered. I slapped her soft ass, pinched the buttock, squeezed her breasts in his palms. Then, resigned inevitably, he stopped.

We stood under hot water, catching our breath. I did not notice a drop of blood on the floor of the bath or on my penis. “Well, you are a vicious bitch, Sasha!” - I thought. How I was deceived in this girl: I, naive, thought that she had her first time, and she, therefore, had already moved these legs apart in front of someone. I got out of the bath, leaving her alone. She took the soap from the shelf and began to wash. Pulling on my pants, I disappeared behind the door.

Straight went to the kitchen. I needed something to drink. In the kitchen, I came across Karina (the one who worked in the club as a go-go dancer). She sat at the table and devoured her Martini. Approaching her, I realized that she had long since gone over. To be honest, she looked very drunk. I came up behind me, grabbed her glass of drink and sent it to my own throat. The girl seemed outraged by my behavior.

- Uh ... this is mine! - she mumbled.

I gave her a glass. He put his hands on her shoulders and, lifting her chin, kissed her from top to bottom. Standing in the same position, looming over her, I lowered my hands down on her chest. Yes, to a perfect figure it would not hurt to have bigger tits. But in that state I was ready to be satisfied with her unit. What can I say: my hands without demand climbed under her top and peacefully rested on her flaming nipples. Then the palms flew down her stomach and, making her way under the jeans belt, began to stroke her pubis through silk underwear. Kiss filled with passion. I was ready to kiss her vanilla lips and on, but her neck was tired of being upturned, and we separated. I pulled out my hands and moved to the refrigerator: there was a bottle of whiskey somewhere. The bottle was not there, and Karina slipped away somewhere unnoticed. "Well, I was left without a booze and without a girl!"

- Isn't that what you are looking for? - I heard from the back.

He turned around: with a bottle of that very “whiskey” there was Christina. In her other hand she held a glass filled to the brim. With Coke ... Read more →