talking quietly, Serge talked about the affairs of the company, then began to make plans to search for the missing Dasha. Soon, Misha wanted to sleep, he had not yet entered a rut, and vodka made itself felt, although he drank a little. Serge persuaded him to sit still, as he missed him. The people in the restaurant was added, but mostly came in pairs. Misha sat a little more and started to leave, as Serge poked him in the side and showed with his eyes to the door. At this time, a girl entered the hall, beautiful brown hair came down in waves on her shoulders. Apparently she was in a hurry because she flushed and hurriedly looked around the hall. Looking closely, Mishka gasped ... It was Lena. Only not the same as in the hospital. Well-groomed, incredibly beautiful and from this, it seemed completely inaccessible. She looked in the hall with her eyes and, meeting her eyes, seemed to flare up and walked quickly towards their table. Serge slyly smiled, sipping juice from a glass. The bear looked back at him ... HOW ??? ... "I picked up the paper, I thought the document was important," Serega smiled. Lena sat down at the table, made an order. They drank, at first the conversation did not go on, but then they talked, Seryozha showered with anecdotes, jokes, telling funny events from the life of the company. Lena danced now with Misha, then with Serge ... time passed quickly. Late evening fell on the city, flooding it with darkness.
- I have to go, - Lena regretfully got up and straightened her short skirt.

- I spend, - Misha rose after her.

“Well, no, I won't leave you alone in an unfamiliar city,” Seryozha paid the waiter and

also came out with them.

A warm breeze was blowing outside, some lanterns were burning, and only the rustling of leaves in the trees broke the nighttime silence. Rare passers-by rushed to their homes. The guys slowly walked down the street. A few blocks later, Lena returned to the high-rise building and stopped at the first entrance.

- I came, - she sadly looked at Mishka.

He was silent, not knowing what to say next. He really wanted to ask her for tea, but he could not throw the Earring on the street of an unfamiliar city alone.

- And can you go up ?, - Lena looked at them hopefully.

- Tomorrow to leave early, - Serge stood in thought.

Bear silently, with hope looked at him.

- Oh, okay! Come on ... Flax, that's just me - coffee! - Seryoga playfully took her arm, - lead, Susanin!
Lenin's heels joyfully pounded on the steps of the porch. They took the elevator to the 6th floor, Mishka stood close to Lena, secretly feeling her ass, lifting her skirt and running her finger along the edge of her stockings. She talked incessantly, telling how she bought this apartment and what a convenient location of the house. If it were not for the trembling of her skin under Misha's fingers, he would have decided that she simply does not feel his touch.

In the apartment, Lena led them into the kitchen and started fussing, including the kettle, taking cups. She rushed around the kitchen, like a squirrel in a wheel. The guys watched with pleasure the flickering of her slender legs, examining the figure, occasionally by chance, as if accidentally touching her body. Finally she poured them and sat down beside him. Without lifting my eyes from the table, squeezing a napkin in her hands, she suddenly spoke in a trembling voice: “Guys, stay with me! And tomorrow morning you will eat. at Sergey. He quickly shrugged his shoulders, and then smiled and showed Misha his thumb. Lena was delighted, jumped off and ran to make the bed for them.
Soon Sergey was going to sleep, and Lena and Misha were left alone in the kitchen. Lena resolutely got up, went up to Mishka and, having widely spread her legs, sat on his knees, face to face and eagerly dug a kiss into his lips.

They selflessly kissed, not noticing how they themselves undressed their hands, felt, stroked, caressed the exposed bodies.Misha covered her breasts with his palms and let her nipples between her fingers, then, squeezing them, causing them to strain and arch with the body, then letting go and gently caressing the tongue, sucking lips, and then bit her teeth, forcing her to literally beat with pleasure.

Soon Lena jumped off his knees and decisively pulled off her skirt, hurriedly tore off her panties and remained in some stockings. Misha, looking as she undresses, also hurried to remove the remaining clothes. He got up and pressed her body to his, feeling her heart beating, the tense trunk rested on her tummy, she shifted slightly, taking pleasure in a solid trunk, and then squatted on her haunches, caressing his fingers and looking into Bears. He looked from above, and it seemed to him that there was no more beautiful sight than a girl caressing a member. She gently touched the head with the tongue, he started and strongly tensed. Excitement spilled over him. Afraid to finish, ahead of time, he quietly said: PLEASE ... lifted her by the shoulders and sat her down on the table with a slight movement. Gently, but demandingly spread his slender legs, ran his tongue from the knee to the groin right over the stockings, then along the second leg, biting the rezinochka and slightly pulling it out, and then with a wide movement of the tongue he ran over the already opened lips, she quietly groaned and lay back body back on the table. He lifted her legs, opening more access to her charms and began to slowly, but rhythmically caress the swollen clitoris, avoiding touching his excited head, occasionally circling the tongue and writing out the eight on his small trunk. Lena was trembling in his hands and squirming. At first she held back the moans of pleasure, but then she forgot about everything, listening to it, scratching the surface of the table with her nails, moving her body with pleasure. Her head hung off the table, she frantically licked her lips and stroked her breasts, twisting her nipples. At this time, the door to the kitchen opened. Sergey appeared on the threshold. He froze for a few seconds, struck by the sight of passion, and stepped back, intending to leave. But Lena opened her eyes: “Seryozh ... come here!”. He was taken aback at first, but there were no objections from Mishka, and he came hesitantly closer. “Give me a member !!!” - Lena’s eyes were burning with hellfire tongue licked her lips. She stretched out her hands to his underpants ... Seryozha pulled them off, freeing the almost risen member. Lena reached out and literally pulled Sergey out of the trunk and took him in her mouth. At first she drove him with his tongue inside, lifting, and then slowly took completely, stroking the testicles. With one hand she slightly pushed Michael’s head as if she gave a sign. He entered her current, but tight pussy and froze, afraid to immediately finish. He was fascinated and incredibly excited picture when the trunk of his friend was moving in Lena's neat mouth, passing completely, increasing the tempo. She mumbled, moving his body, and he understood what she asks for. At first, he slowly entered and left, teasing himself and her, and then seized with passion began to move quickly and strongly, going up to the testicles, watching his comrade moving, and unwittingly maintaining his rhythm.

Suddenly, Lena strongly arched, startled all over, as if a spasm ran through him, Serge quickly pulled the penis out of her mouth, continuing to quickly jerk off, and in a few movements began to cum on her face, chest, sniffing from pleasure. At this time, Misha felt her pussy contracting in an orgasm, squeezing his cock, and he also ended, receiving unearthly pleasure from how the sperm splashed in her tender cave. Embarrassedly, Serge picked up his underpants and headed for the bathroom. Lena was breathing heavily and could not come to her senses. Misha picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. In four hands, the guys washed her, carefully and carefully, as if they were thanking you for the wonderful sex. She covered her eyes, basked in the warm water and in strong male hands. And then they wiped it out as carefully and carefully. Misha again took her in his arms and carried her into the room. He laid on the bed and kissed, was about to leave. “Stay,” the girl whispered in a whisper, holding his hand.He lay down beside her, hugged her, and instantly fell into a peaceful sleep.

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