in her free, hot river and thought - "how good ... good ... and how fast. It is a pity that quickly ... It is a pity that now there will be everything ... Aaaaaaa ... "

- Aaaaaaa! - he wheezed. - It is a pity that ... So ... Quickly ...
- Nothing. This ... this ... ahhhhh! I can not gov ... say ... Oooou! ... Ufff! ... Well, here ... here! BUT? - she guiltily smiled at Gena. “I’ll fall now ... This ... this is not all, Gena.” This is just the beginning.
- You think ... you think I'm a sex giant?
- Go here. Come to me!

She smiled at him, and the emaciated Gena came to her, into the pink paradise of her body, and buried herself in her chest, risking suffocation, and she stroked him and justified:
- You probably think that I am so ... That I am depraved ... I suffered for five years! Died, but suffered. And now I need a lot, a lot ... For all these years.
- Mufem I? ("Why me") - came from under her.
“Because ... you yourself know why.” After all, I can't just anyone ... Everyone who met is not men, but grass. THIS should have been done by Him. Present. And He does IT. Now. Well ...

She sucked a greedy kiss to his neck. Gena crawled higher, gave her lips, and a minute later they were rolling on the floor, clinging to a furious hickey, and after two he was already in it - and again he was digging her, surprised at his strength.

Groaning Zabava was caressing impatiently, almost pleadingly; she asked, demanded a caress, like a hungry cat, and Gena lost her mind, responding to her nervous biting and licking. He rode on her, licked her face and squeezed her huge breasts, flying like buns:
- What are they ... you ...
- Ivaska fed ... up to five years, almost ... that's grown ... before, the little ones were ... aahhh ... - Zabava groaned, as if making excuses for him. - Stronger, stronger, pohaaaaluysta! Do not feel sorry for me...
- Will you finish again?
- Yeah ... Daaaaaa ... DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!! ..

She writhed and died under him, and Gene felt like a hot hook, on which the sun was suspended.

Never before has his cock dipped so deeply, and never before has it been so hot, wild and free as it is today.

***

Again, again and again, everything was repeated: Fun was ending, Gena poured liters of seed into her, exhaled, rested on her chest, swelled with a new desire - and again had her, surprised at her own tirelessness.

Genina sperm did not fit in Fun and flowed away, dried up yellow streams on his legs. Little by little, Greed's fun has subsided. At the end, she saddled Gena from above and fucked up torpidly, caressing him like a little one, and he felt like an uncle, melted under delicate hands and finished off the bitter heat of her lips ...

“This is the ninth time,” he told Fun, wiping away tears after an orgasm. - I understand - you are doing something like this with me ... but I am not the same thing ... I’m not going to waste anything? Can I do it later?
“You can,” laughed Fun. - You can, do not worry. I'm almost full ... but I want a little more. Do not worry, now you will always be the same as now. Did you look at yourself in the mirror? Here?
- Not. Why didn't I see there?
- And look. Open the cabinet door ...

Gena got up, opened the door with a mirror - and coughed:

- Gosspodi! What are you ...
- Nothing. Everyone will recognize you. If you say: he was at the resort, he became healthier ... Well, how do you like yourself?

Gene could not say a word. Going to Fun, he lay down to her, gratefully embraced her and stretched out along her body. The istoe heat poured in him, dissolving all thoughts, and he closed his eyes ...

- Already whistles in the ears ... - he muttered.
- Yeah, and I have ... - said Fun.

Suddenly, Gene jumped up sharply.

- What? - stretched Fun, drawing out like a cat.
- And you have? He shouted.
- Yes, why?

Instead of answering, Gena jumped to his feet, ran to the door and flung it open.

The whistle, which barely reached the thick wall of the old house, immediately intensified, filling the entire room. From somewhere, a greenish glow, familiar to Gene ...

- Lord! Ivs'ka! - Fun jumped and ran to the door. - It's past midnight! She shouted in horror, looking at her watch.- I did not have time to set the defense ... Ivaaaaska! She cried, jerking the door to the next room. The door did not yield, and its perimeter burned with green slots. - Ivaaaaaaakaaaa! - Lightning escaped from Fun's hand, striking the lock. In place of the door handle a green hole began to smoke, and they and Gena burst into the room.

Gene was ready for anything, but what he saw made him numb, as if a spider had been shoved into his mouth. Larissa Vievny's huge, swollen to elephant-sized figure, bent into a horn, filled the entire room. Her eyes glowed with green light, illuminating the room, her bottomless mouth curled up to her ears, and saliva dripped from her yellow fangs. She bent over the crib, where Ivaska wept and tossed about in a dream.

Seeing them, she turned her head towards them - and grinned even wider:

- Oh, welcome! The Green Serpent is not a hindrance to me - from midnight until dawn, the ban is lifted, as you know, she snapped to Gena, and you, a tattered cat, a big-sized cow, I mix it with dust at noon! - she roared Fun.

The whistle was growing stronger, crashing into their ears. Fun raised her hand and struck Baba Yaga with lightning. Lightning flew into an invisible barrier, which sparkled green, and wasted in the dark. Laughing out loud Baba Yaga shot Lightning into Zaba three times thicker and brighter; The fun shouted, staggered, and threw a new lightning bolt at Baba Yaga, which was immediately followed by the retaliators — even stronger, and more, and more ...

- The gut is thin! - Baba Yaga gloated. - At night, there is no equal to me! There is no equal! Wish your grandmother bon appetit! - she laughed at the Fun in the face, bending lower and lower to the sleeping Ivasy.

The fun screamed ...

“Is this lightning,” said Gene suddenly.

All this time he struggled to remember something. In the depths of consciousness, a shadow of some thought flashed, not wanting to emerge outside, and Gena frantically strained his memory: “this morning, something this morning ... Fun, Baba Yaga ... fairy tale ... Ivasik-Telesik. .. "

- Is it lightning? Old you are a braggart. "There is no equal to me ..." Ha!

Baba Yaga, who opened her mouth, froze and turned to Gena.

- What are you? Don't make me angry, serpent! Your tribe ...
- My tribe everyone has come to. And old bouncers too. Ugh, look disgusting ...
“What do you mean by that?” - screamed Baba Yaga, splashing saliva.
- What said. You can't beat a young girl. Lightnings are liquid, like hair on your nose. "There is no equal" ... And are you familiar with Fedotyevna from Sestroretsk?
- What else Fedotievna? What is Sestroretsk? - Baba Yaga shouted to him, turning away from Ivaska. “You know, silly serpent, that I can spew fire three, five, seven times stronger?”
- I do not know, because I did not see. We, the people of the Green Serpent, believe only what we see with our own eyes.
“Snake scum, vomit sediment,” Baba Yaga screamed even more terribly. - How can I show you if we are in a high-rise building? Collapse - we will not collect bones ...
“You are stupid, and your scolding is stupid,” Gena answered her, trying to calm the tremor in her voice. “You have lived for so many years — you should already know that there are capital and local walls.” Capital does not touch, but in the local fell, as much as fit.
- Well, where is the local wall?
- But. Only you turn your back on her and face us.
- Why is this?
- Then. So that Fun, while you burn, you are not stunned.

Baba-Yaga stopped, thinking, and then grinned:
- Why do I love your snake people - so are your souls creeping, hehe ... Looked sneaking hah, Bug? And now look who contacted. Hrrrrr! ... - she wheezed, putting a hand behind her back.

A ball of light appeared in her bony palm; it flared brighter, brighter, more dazzling - and suddenly it broke out with a flash of unprecedented power that flashed blinding Gena, and merged with Baba Yaga’s terrible scream: lightning that ricocheted from a wall mirror fell into it ...

- AAAAAAAAA! - Baba Yaga shouted, decreasing in her eyes. A smoky-green sphere, which cracked like an eggshell, was outlined around it. - AAAAAAAAA !!! Damn serpent! Wait for me, snake brat! - she howled, being compressed in a dense ball. “I will eat your bastard!” I will eat all! I will eat everything! ..

Her voice drifted away as if Baba Yaga was dragging herself into an invisible funnel. From there, she wheezed them:

- ... I will eat everything! It was for this reason that I climbed into the polyclinic in order to devour the children, delicious young children, suck the souls out of them, so that they grow up dark and dead, so that there are more, more of them, and so that all humans would be dark and dead, and life would make dark around them and dead, which it is in your time, ha ha ha ha! ... There are many of us, we are hungry, and we will all die, all live, all, all, all, ...

For a while, her wheezing and laughter was heard from inside the funnel, until it died out completely. After a couple of seconds, the funnel itself disappeared, flashing a greenish zigzag in the dark, as if the television screen had been turned off. There was a click, and the whistle immediately disappeared, as if two nails had been taken out of the ears.

Silence rang for a few seconds.

Then Fun jerked and ran to the bed:

- Ivs'ka !!! Ivasechka, my beloved son, my dear, my maaaaaalenky, - she cried, smiling and holding the stunned Ivasy to herself.
- Ma? I ... I ... it was a dream, right? - muttered Ivaska.
- What? - asked fun, swallowing tears.
- Well ... everything is so scary ... Green. And this woman ... with fangs ...
“Of course, I dreamed,” Gena and Zabava answered in chorus. - You cried in a dream, so we came to you.
- Ma! ... And what are you, all the time fucking? - suddenly asked Ivaska.
- Ah ... you ... you ... you what? What are you saying?!..
- Well, you're naked? So, fucked. Naked always fuck.

Gene suddenly realized that he and Zabava did not have time to get dressed.

- ... And when they fuck, they end up. Mom, did you finish?
- Lord, Ivaska! Where are you ... where did you get this from?
- From the computer. When it hangs on the net, it doesn’t clean the magazine, ”Ivaska explained to Gene,“ and I’m watching ... I have it every night at sexitails. RU...
- Everything. Now will not be every night, - declared Gena. - Now she will have something to do. And we are with you, literacy, then we'll talk. Fun, let's go! ... Let yourself a peasant sleeping.

With difficulty, he tore off the weeping Amusement from Ivaska and led her out of the room.

***

- ... But how did you figure out about the mirror? - asked Fun, when all the attacks of gratitude were behind, and Gena, caressed, loved and licked from top to bottom a hundred times, reclined on his back, substituting Burning body for Fun. - Even I, the witch, did not know ...
- It's not me, it's the people. I remembered the tale of Ivasik-Telesik. When Baba Yaga drove him into the furnace, he asked her to show him how to get in there. She's stupid, like ... like all our managers and directors. Well, almost all. And the mirror is from Star Wars ... But tell me, witch: you ... well ... show me your ass!