chestnut strands. She was sitting by the window, waiting for something. The door to the room was ajar. I thought for a long time before breaking her silent state. Something was holding me back. But I understood that I should be there. A hand touched the door and I entered.

Alina immediately rose from the chair. She turned to me, elegantly throwing hair from her shoulders. Anxiety and irritation first appeared on her face. An endless second passed, and something in her look changed. I withdrew my eyes from her friendly smile. Just now I noticed that she was not wearing clothes. With the rare exception of only one item of clothing. Those black panties that have been stirring my fantasy for several days. Alina, with some delay, as if only she herself was aware of all the embarrassment from her nudity, recoiled and raised her hands to hide her appealing breasts from me. Nipples appealed pleadingly in my direction. My hungry eyes descended on her smooth stomach, bypassing the teasing navel. Finally, he came across a black silk triangle. It seemed to me that I was fascinated by the aromas of her juices, which emanated from under the thin fabric of her panties. Vibes penetrated my nostrils. In my brain. In my heart. The beast was waking up. Alina understood all the fatality of the upcoming rock. I stepped into the room to meet her languishing pussy.

***

I opened my eyes at the very moment when the door knob slightly turned. The door opened, and in the doorway appeared naked female leg. I did not immediately realize what was happening. “Who could it be?” I was puzzled. A white nightgown, topped with a mane of chestnut curls, appeared after the leg. The door closed as silently as it had been opened. The angel, embodied from my fantasies, smiled shyly and moved in my direction with an uncertain step. She touched the handle of my shoulder, checking if I was sleeping. I did not show signs of life. “Reanimate me. Return life to my heart! ”I thought. Alina pushed me again. Suddenly the blanket exploded, and two hungry hands reached out to her waist. The girl barely restrained from screaming. Her fingers closed on her chiseled figure and dragged blankets into the raging sea. Alina besieged me with a couple of slaps in the face, and then burst into nervous quiet laughter.

- Fool! Scared me! She whispered when I closed her arms around her under a warm blanket.

I did not answer her anything. Our lips entwined in a kiss. Passion once again swept our bodies. From Alina breathed warm and delicious smell of shampoo. My tongue squeezed through her lips and settled in her mouth. Her mouth was so sweet. I wanted to die in her arms. Melt like smoke. By the way, about the smoke - the Apocalypse was already going on in my little families. The volcano was filled with lava and strove to provide living space with a violent fire.

Alina clung to me with her whole body. He hesitantly touched the fingers of my bare shoulders, chest, abdomen. She hugged me and gave herself to me without reserve. I already felt the movement of her buttocks. I sensed some resistance on the telepathic level, but it was immediately suppressed by it. I felt her breathing quicken when my fingers dig into her flesh, crawling her intimate space. The heart in her chest began to beat faster. She wanted, but she was still afraid to cross this line.

The fabric was so thin that I clearly felt how soft her buttocks were. Felt coming from them. The palm stretched lower and finally groped for bare skin. These were her legs. The ones that I had the honor to admire almost the entire week. And now they were mine. Alina squeezed her hips tighter: self-preservation instinct. I ran my fingers up and snuck under the nightie. A centimeter by centimeter in front of me opened up new spaces.As if you are going through a certain strategy. Staying in a state of vigilance, so as not to run into the enemy. The palm slipped on the bulge of her buttocks, came across a black silk panties, which attracted my attention from that very ill-fated evening. “Gotcha!” I thought. Meanwhile, my warrior had already rested against her pubis. Of course, there was nothing unusual here. Where he had just not rested! However, the feeling of a pioneer gives rise to nostalgia for virginity of consciousness. I didn’t feel like an experienced ladies' man, who tried a dozen poses from sacral scripture, but an old clumsy youth who was several centuries ago. And this young man was extremely awkwardly aware of exactly where and what exactly rests at this moment. The awkwardness seemed to be transmitted to Alina. I did not want to, I was afraid to scare her away. Not so much from considerations about the regiment of my victories, how much it was dear to me: I did not want to spoil it "for the first time."

My palm reveled in her soft tissue society. Gentle skin warmed my hand, I just. I literally felt like burning with impatience. But I held on. Kiss was gaining momentum, he added fervor. Alina gradually relaxed, was given to oblivion. Somehow, my hand passed the gum of her panties and rose higher to the navel level. I put it on my back, and I covered it from above, continuing to open new horizons. A picture in the bathroom appeared before my eyes when I caught her naked. My brain really mocked my dick. Alina succumbed to my zeal. She stretched out her arms, and I easily mastered her nightie by throwing her around the pillow. Now she was lying in front of me in her panties. "Baby does not wear a bra!" - flashed through my head. Our nude bodies were touching. Created the effect of unity. I gently ran my hand over her torso, starting from the clavicle, passing between the breasts down the tummy, past the navel and ending with the silk triangle of her panties. The touch to the pubis caused in her a slight protest and, undoubtedly, excitement. She had never before allowed anyone to this zone.

I bent over her and pressed his lips to the nipple. Alina wrapped her arms around my neck. At first, involuntarily, then pressed to her chest to make it more pleasant. She began to wriggle in my arms like a cat or a snake. My hand finally stopped at her pubic, taking up his massage. Soft fabric, rustling, rubbed on her hair. The amplitude increased. Stimulating the pubis, the fingers were removed deep into. There, where the juices of her lips were flowing. As soon as I touched her vagina through the panties, she jerked. Surely she wanted to stop. But she was no longer able to stop. Licking her breasts, I floated my teeth. My caresses left little bite marks. It may have been a little painful, but completely pleasant. A heavy sound began to reach my experienced ear. Alina groaned.

Slowly her legs became more flexible to open. She provided me with a front work. Hand climbed very far away. Her bosom was already burning, was running out. Languishing waiting. I ran my hand over the inside of her thighs. She was on fire. Then I finally decided: the fingers again touched her pussy. Began to massage. Alina wriggled as before, fidgeting, trying to appease this state when she was in love. However, this condition can be relieved only in one way. My fingers moved more often, teasing her virgin hungry womb. On top of her legs I put mine. The mania of power constantly haunted me in bed. Here and now!

Continuing to play with her erogenous zone, I accidentally penetrated under the barrier of her wet panties. Immediately stumbled upon a very exhausted body. Her genitals were seething with fire. The volcano was on the eve of the eruption. She had only to learn the well-known Morse code: S-O-S. Having put a finger between her genital lips, I felt for the clitoris. From one touch Alina pulled up. Her hands even more pressed my head to my chest. I played up to her, greedily reveling in her nipples. Caressing him, biting him. Throwing on a helpless girl, like a beast.Spurring the gum, with a slight movement pulled off her panties. Palm touched neat pubis. “If she is a virgin, then for whom does she support an intimate hairstyle?” I thought. Looking up from her breasts, I went down to the triangle. Sexual triangle down her belly. Alina clutched her fingers in my hair. She was clearly embarrassed, uncomfortable, ... Read more →