- That would be all so lucky in life. Nothing that we will deal with "this" in your sister's bedroom?

With this phrase, she immediately ran into Victoria’s objection:

- Hey! People! What the fuck is the bedroom? Are you out of your mind? Che, I will sit here alone and listen like a fool? Here we go!

I looked inquiringly at Lisa. She hesitated, confused.

- Well, no ... I can not do that ... I'm embarrassed by someone else ... Vick, let’s be better then you first? And I still have a little drink, I'll collect my thoughts.

Vika showed enviable principles:

- Lisa, (-censored-)! Do not muddy water! Agreed! What the hell thoughts? She took off her panties, lay down on the sofa, spread her legs and that's it! Then let Sasha think what to do with you!

Catch acted. Lisa dutifully lowered her head, and hesitantly reached out with her hands under the hem of her evening black dress. I decided it was time to come to the fore. He grabbed her arms and pulled her to him, saying:

- Do not touch ... I myself ...

Lisa finely tremble with her whole body, barely losing consciousness, from excitement. Probably already regretted the adventure, which she got involved in. I even had to peacefully whisper a few words of tenderness and calm in her ear. Instead, she touchingly hugged me, hugging my whole body. I held her tightly to me, and could not help but glance over her shoulder at Vika, who was sitting with a cocktail in her hand. With burning eyes, she greedily devoured the unfolding action. It was clear that she had observed such a presentation for the first time.

By the way Liza clung tightly to me, I had a feeling that she would have stood there with pleasure until morning. But this was not my plan. In his pants a storm of passion was already raging. Member desperately eager for freedom. Desperately asked me to shove it into the mouth of a dark-haired beauty. But I realized that the blowjob, now, will not be in the subject. For starters, it would be nice, at least in her pussy shove. So, I almost forcibly tore Liza away from me, and pushed me towards the unfolded sofa.

He ordered, in pursuit, to kneel, and his chest fit him. The girl obediently obeyed. I got into the taste. Her throat was dry. Before continuing, he bent over the coffee table, pouring himself a pure, impurity-free cognac. He was almost face to face with Vika, who suddenly dug into my lips with a crazy kiss. The agile tongue was instantly in my mouth. Fussing about from side to side. Shuffled with mine. And then the kiss stopped just as suddenly as it began. Vika pulled my ear to her lips and whispered drunkenly with a gasp:

- I'm just crazy ... Fuck her ... Fuck her for me ...

Needless to say that the emotional fuse transferred to me by Victoria would be enough for a whole company of soldiers? I like a chain broke. Slammed, not biting "sotochku" brandy. Resolutely moved to Elizabeth, dutifully awaiting his fate in a given position. He bent over her, pulled the hem of her dress up. With a sharp movement he lifted him on her back, revealing a deliciously tanned ass under him. With a charming mole on the right "bun", right under the loins.

Looked at Vika. She sat in the same chair, but in a slightly different way. The skinny jeans were unbuttoned, the left leg slung over the side of the chair, and the right hand was tucked into the panties. The girl moved it slowly. I didn’t take my eyes off Lisa and me, breathing intermittently. It spurred me even more. I focused again on the brunette, who was silently looking at me through the left shoulder.Her miniature panties - tanga were instantly tightened to the knees, and the elastic buttocks were spread wide apart.

The sight of her naked crotch caused a storm of my emotions. For a few moments I just stood and admired. I admired the dark brown anus. Tightly compressed, obviously virgin. I admired the wide slit of the vagina, located a little lower. Small, elongated, sexual sponges were the same color (although, perhaps, even darker), as the anal speck, and shone from the release of lubricant. Lisa was really excited, despite the poorly concealed emotional experiences.

I did not begin to stand on ceremony long, instantly “uncovering” my “weapon”. Linen trousers with panties (then tight briefs) flew to the side. The uneven, lumpy trunk of the penis was excited to such an extent that it looked even bigger than usual. I saw him like this for the first time. Two pairs of intoxicating girlish eyes gazed at him with genuine delight, as if under hypnosis.

With an important look printed out a condom. Finally, he pulled the "cap" of the foreskin from the half-naked, wet head. An experienced hand rolled "gum" on the penile numb from the strain. He immediately took the optimal position for a protracted "siege", hanging on bent legs, above Lizka's obscenely protruding ass. He aimed, inserted the swollen head into the “cave, which was sunk to the brim”, and sedately squeezed the trunk of the penis into the cozy, rather close, vagina of the former classmate.

At the same time, I almost finished off over-excitement, in the very first moments of the dive. But he managed to get distracted on time on a neutral topic, stand still, and prevent the emerging shame. As soon as the approaching wave of orgasm subsided, continued what was begun, and plunged his “rapier” into defenseless flesh to the very “handle”. The hostess of the defenseless flesh exhaled with relief, and impatiently squirmed beneath me, getting used to the new sensations of fullness.

With the next movement I leaned back, leaving only one head inside. He took his hands more comfortable for the elastic berries, and stretched them wider. To Vika, who was behind us, all the details were clearly visible. And only now, already much sharper and tougher, he drove the most important muscle of his body into the juicy brunette's pussy.

Lisa started, gasping slightly. She buried her face in the sofa, and spread her arms to the side. It was clear that she liked the position of the "game" impaled on the "spit". I was pleased with this development of events, and I began to hammer my “svayu” into it from the bottom of my heart (I apologize for the pun). Stubbornly, persistently, without any relaxation.

Outwardly, Lisa was surprisingly calm. Without a hint of emotionality. But the physiological signs of arousal girls were not just pronounced. They were crying! From the vagina almost streamed lubricant. I actually saw for the first time that there was so much of it that it literally ran down the legs. "Girlish juice" was absorbed into elegant stockings, which slipped almost to the panties, from the constant friction of the knees with the floor.

By the inertia transmitted to her by my body, Lisa soullessly swayed to the beat of my frictions like a pendulum. Forward - backward, forward - backward. Unless, she shuddered periodically, as if she was going to finish. And every time I was deceiving my expectations, forcing me to continue hammering her even more intensively.

But the expectations that I did not expect at all came true (I apologize again for another pun). From behind my back I heard a stifled, intermittent moan of moaning Victoria, which apparently brought herself to orgasm. She tried to behave as quietly as possible, but she got it, pretty lousy. I did not see, but I clearly heard her rushing in the chair, breathing deeply and often inhaling - exhaling. It lasted about ten seconds, and soon it was all over. The groans stopped, the girl fell silent. Then I heard a splash of cola pouring into a glass. Vika was disturbing herself with a new batch of cocktail.

In the meantime, I had great difficulty controlling my orgasm. Pauses, between enhanced frictions, became longer.Each time I needed more and more time to delay the final. Movement concealed a minimum of threat. Breathing increased, and significantly weighted. Increasingly flashed treacherous thoughts to use ... Read more →