fell asleep. She woke up from the fact that Mishka was trying to enter her from behind, as she was lying on her stomach. The dress was raised almost to the neck, hands stroking and crushing the chest, and the penis slid over the lips, first teasing, and then pushing them aggressively. Lena felt the desire to cover her, being born in the abdomen and rising, obscuring the mind. She rose, got on all fours and sticking out her ass, exposing her wet pussy and helping to penetrate the penis. He entered slowly, as if prolonging the pleasure, teasing, going all the way, he seemed to fill it completely. He seemed so large and fat to Lena that she herself began to move from excitement, leaning on him and groaning with each penetration from a slight pain turning into ecstasy. Then the guy began to move towards her, thrusting him with force, patting occasionally a round ass. All he could hear was hoarse breathing and body slaps. The guy put his hand down and began to pull the clitoris, realizing that he was going to finish, Lena squeezed her cock with muscles, a wave of pleasure ran through her body, she started and shuddered with her whole body in orgasm, feeling like a guy began to erupt inside, slightly growling and with force chafing dick. She fell on her side, feeling happy and contented. But then her eyes widened in surprise, bewilderment and even horror. Before it stood with the still standing member of the landlord Igor and calmly smiled.

- Where is Misha ?, - Lena jumped off the bed and straightened her dress. Igor silently left the room and immediately, as if standing outside the door, Misha came in.
- How could you??? How dare you?? What kind of daisy is that ???, - Lena screamed and seemed about to strike him, - What am I to you, girl station ??? YOU GOAT, BEAR !!!
Sharply and biting Misha hit her in the face with his palm. The girl shuddered and tears gushed from her eyes. He grabbed her and sat down on his knees, wiping away tears and whispering something in her ear, gently kissing and guiltily stroking her face. Igor brought water and carefully watched this scene. Having calmed the girl and having laid at last to sleep, guys came to kitchen.
- Do not touch her, - Misha asked Igor, - she is not so ... if someone offends, you know what to do.

Three days later, Misha was leaving, all three days he spent with Lena drunk, fun and rant, then in a boarding house, then in Igor's apartment. There was a big company going there and there was everything: vodka, games, laughter, sex ... The guys exchanged girls, and the girls guys, but nobody touched Lena ... Seeing off, she listened to him, as he promised to come here in a couple of days for kebabs, took her phone and wanted to meet in the city. She listened and understood that all this would immediately fly out of his head as soon as he departed from the boarding house.
On this day, Tamara, a ridiculous neighbor, was put into her room, a little older than her. They quickly found a common language and began to walk together. Lena was the last week of rest. In one of these walks, Tamara jabbed Lena in the side and looked at the tall, beautiful Tatar, who was standing next to an inconspicuous friend. Understanding Tamara, Lena grinned: “Now we will kick them up!”. Passing by, she nicely asked about time, smiled, asked where they were from. And the men, fascinated by her spontaneity, invited them to the movies in the evening.

In the cinema, they distributed the girls in their own way, putting the girls among themselves so that Lena was next to Tatar Ruslan, and Tamara next to his friend Volodya. But Ruslan did not need Lena. In principle, she no longer needed anyone, she just decided to help her friend meet with the man she liked. Standing firmly, Lena suggested that Tamara change seats, saying that she can hardly see, and Tamara is taller and she will be comfortable here. The men exchanged glances, but did not object. After the movie, they first went to the men in the room, and then Lena and Volodya went to the girls' number. Volodya turned out to be some kind of cool man, he called back every hour somewhere, informing him that everything was alright with him, but Lena didn’t even go into these details.They spent the night as if in a frenzy, fucking in different poses, caressing each other like starving lovers. Both turned out to be experienced and understood each other from half a word, from half a glance, from a half-gesture. In sex with games, caressing the night flew by. Lena forbade telling Tamara about her departure to Volodya. She spent the last bright and sweet night with him, and in the morning she packed up and went home.
With Tamara, they still corresponded for some time, and she wrote to her how much Volodya was distressed by her departure ... How he wanted to find her in the city and continue her passionate meetings ...