she does not want to meet again, spend time together, maybe she has a boyfriend or even a husband, and our meeting is just an adventure for her, but all these questions were left unanswered, and I could only guess about the reasons for such secrecy in this matter, and she talked about everything else very easily and with pleasure.

She quietly ran for more than two hours, and Marinka, slyly squinting, offered to continue the evening elsewhere. When the waiter brought the bill, I reached for the printout, looking for a second at Marina, giving her a chance to take the initiative and pay for himself. However, she did not seem to notice my gaze, and vice versa lay back on the pillow. My heart began to swell instantly when I realized what it meant, and my hands were trembling a little from uncontrollable arousal when I put money into an account box.

We left the cafe, got into the car, and, without saying a word, started kissing. I felt the softness of her lips, her delicate handle on his neck, ran his hand over her smooth leg, felt her breath, my poor brain was about to explode, my dick was tearing from jeans from a mad blood flow. This was a very good kiss, at least it seemed to me. Finally she pulled away and said: "Let's go to the Rowing Boat." While we were driving, I was trying to realize what was happening, I was taking a girl with whom I had just met, and which I like so much, at night, to a place where you can have only one thing - sex.

The rowing canal attracts lovers of automotive romance from almost all of our city, but since the embankment is very long, a relatively quiet place can always be found there. It was found for us that evening. We moved into the back seat and gave free rein to our desires. Physical intimacy begins with a kiss, and it can both destroy and enhance the charm. She knew how to kiss ... Her soft lips made my cock jump as if on cue, it was impossible to tear them away, her skillful tongue was driving me crazy. My hands walked over her body, I was balde from the delicate skin, elastic body under my fingers. When I ran them under my blouse, and then under the bra, and touched the nipple, she exhaled so loudly that I immediately realized that I needed more gentleness with this sensitive breast. I lightly stroked and squeezed her small and strong chest, twirled the nipples with two fingers a little, it was enough to hear Marina sighs and even moans, and feel how she serves to meet my hand. In the same way, she moved her hips to my tongue, when I pulled off her skirt and panties, half laid, half sat on the seat and began to caress her smooth pussy. I teased her pea and a hole with my tongue - faster, slower, in a circle, a little deeper, clutching with my lips, very slowly and gently, then again faster, very energetic, strong, more tender again and again faster, causing her to bend and stick my hands on between the legs wide open. Finally, she could not stand this torture, pushed me aside, turned around and got on her knees, invitingly pulling out her round ass. Her little hole glistened with my saliva and its grease. There was no need to repeat the invitations with words, I pulled off my jeans, pulled on a condom, took up this elastic ass and entered the current ajar hole.

No one likes sex in a condom, but the pussy into which my swollen cock flew was so pleasant, cramped, cozy and tender that my thrill could not be spoiled even by a prezik. I enjoyed entering it at first slowly, savoring every second, in the light of rare lanterns, admiring how her neat petals twist out, hugging and caressing my thick cock. Then, quickly, listening to how her moans intensify, and how they turn into a scream when I start hammering her sparingly, to the full length of my penis, as I like, hard and hard.This is unreal excitement when this amazing girl, who has already won my heart, really gives you the first evening of your acquaintance, and when you slow down, give yourself a break, and her pen stretches backwards and starts pushing your hips forward, forcing again you ram her little pussy with all your might when you realize that she likes it no less than you. And all this in a car, on the embankment, in a place to which this girl can not belong, and where she should not be. Looking at her writhing back, head thrown back and mouth open from groans, I could not hold back for a long time, with a growl I drove my penis as deep as possible and, shuddering, leaked all the accumulated stock of sperm, imagining that her tender pussy was not protected by anything.

I pulled off the condom, heavy from sperm, and collapsed in the seat, catching my breath from the pleasure I had experienced. Marinka spun and sat beside her, smiling. We started kissing again, and again my dick crawled up as her skillful tongue penetrated my mouth. This did not go unnoticed, she immediately seized on him, gently podrachivaya and looking head with her thumb. Then she slid down and put a mouth on it. She sucked cool, with heat, swallowing a member deeply, podrachivaya pen, licking the head, passing the entire length of the trunk, licking eggs, again sucking the head, trying to appease me to the maximum. These lips and mouth, an hour ago, expressing her opinion about the poetry of the Silver Age, were now strained on my obscenely bloated cock. This, comrades, is called cognitive dissonance, or the gap pattern. This clever, sociable and stylish girl could not now suck my dick, and yet she did it. I could not explain it, and this secret was pulling me to her even more, including physically. I wanted this girl like no other. And I got it!

However, at this rate, I ventured to pour into her mouth, which would be premature. Therefore, with some regret, I tore her off from my member, drew her to me and kissed her. This swollen mouth, which smelled no longer lipstick, but a male member, sperm, lubricant and a bit later, caused a new wave of excitement in me. I opened Marinochka, put it on my knees again, pulled another condom, and with pleasure entered it again. Now the bad sperm was no longer torn from my eggs, and Marinka was able to shout enough, while I more thoroughly put it on my dick. Again, she pulled me towards herself, when I slowed down, again I was hammering her, surprised at her temperament, slowed down, teasing her, and she put on my cock spinning her round ass. It seems to me that she even finished one of my last frantic trips, judging by her higher screams and the convulsive contractions of a narrow pussy around my member bursting with it. After that, I, too, did not last long, again pushing to the very depth and draining the second time in a day.

Marinka, looking at her watch, began to dress, saying that it was too late and it was time for her to return. I also got dressed. Just experienced sex did not kill the atmosphere of free communication, as it often happens, and on the way to her street, we again chatted freely. I admired her on the road, and scrolled in my head what was happening literally ten minutes ago, and could not believe what it was. How easily and naturally she gave herself to me, without grimaces and false modesty, did not frighten me away, but caused me to know her better, to understand where her confidence and spontaneity came from. I was not going to let her go, I never thought that there were such girls in the world, and now I wanted her to be mine. And I told her about it, that I really like her, that I have not met such girls, that it’s not just sex, and in general not in him, that I just want to go with her somewhere, to the theater, to the cinema, to the rink, to the gurney, to the picnic, wherever you go. She obviously was very pleased, but she did not say anything in response.

We arrived at the place from where I took her tonight, only a few hours ago. Her kiss again made me surely strut, and I asked, without much hope: "Maybe again?" She shook her head, looked at my mound and smiled: "Probably not, but I will help you, you deserve it." After making sure that we were standing in the shadows, she pulled out my dick, and he again found himself in her wonderful skillful mouth. This time I was no longer restrained, her soft lips and a sharp tongue brought me to the boiling point rather quickly. I just managed to whisper softly: “I'm finishing!”, So that it would not be a surprise for her. She took out a member of her mouth, turned her head and sent the escaping jet of sperm on her cheek, which finally won me over.

Looking at the sperm dripping from her face, and stretching the napkin to her, I was sure that I could get her phone, after all that was between us. However, to my surprise, when I started talking about it, she remained adamant - this is our first and last meeting, and we will not see each other again. It was not the end of the evening, which I had hoped for, and her last words were: "Farewell," and mine: "I will find you."

I was counting on the fact that I have a connection with her through a dating site, and the next day I wrote to her first thing. But she did not answer, and then completely ceased to appear on this site. I can’t get her out of my head, during the week I watched her every evening for hours on the street where I thought she lived, cruised back and forth and met all the local grandmothers. No one saw her, much less know where she lives.

I built one bad theory the other, the most sensible of which was that she was married, and the most incredible was that she was from the future. But I never saw her again, and I didn’t know why it was only once.

I do not know who said this, but I myself was convinced of the wisdom of these words: “Fear your desires, because they can be fulfilled.”

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