The guys whistled and started to sparkle. Liana stood barefoot in golden foliage, basking in the sun and in masculine delight. Her nipples bulged out with large buds, elastic and swollen, like the kidneys of "crazy" chestnuts, who decided that it was spring outside. Its luxurious mane, scattering over its shoulders, shimmered with thick copper in the tone of autumn.

Lyana's breasts were big, tight, like balls, and proudly aimed up and to the side. Even if Liana was completely naked - she could not look sexier than now, in black jeans with rhinestones, with bare feet and a contour of a body stretched like a bowstring. Squinting from the sun, Liana posed in front of the camera, bulging her springy chest up toward the light. One of the guys got a marker and walked over to it; Liana oyknula, twisted, but then she substituted himself - and he began to draw on her intricate pattern.

The tadpoles gritted their teeth, looking like a clavicle, a chest, and then both Lana’s neck and back were covered with black weaving. Having outlined it and obfotkav from all sides, the guys again invitingly hummed. Liana refused, covering her face with her hands. One of the boyfriends approached her, put an arm around her shoulders, took hold of a button of jeans and unbuckled her.

Liang pushed him away with a shriek and laughter, and he fell into the foliage - but the other two approached her, clasped her hands, stuck on it - on the sides, chest, stomach, firmly holding her and pulling the jeans down ...

The tadpoles were sitting, snapping up, like a dog in an ambush ... Suddenly Liang screamed.

Her scream immediately drowned in laughter, whining like crying - but the Tadpoles had already jumped out of a den, like a beast, covered with leaves, and shouted:

- She does not want! You see, she does not want! Leave her alone!

The effect of his appearance was deafening: the boyfriends jumped away from Liana as if from a tiger, and Liana herself screamed, covering her breasts. Unbuttoned jeans slid off her, revealing the lace of her underpants.

Waking up, the guys went on the offensive:

- Ooh, Vasilivanych! Bosses from the bushes! Where's Petka? Do you want to take credit? And which pair? Do women excite you?

Perplexed Liana sobbed with laughter, shaking her by inertia. Tadpoles himself confused; he wanted to say something, but drooped and slouched.

Leana began to dress. The guys meanwhile got excited; one of them came up to Liana and hugged for her bare shoulders:
- Lianusik does not want to dress, right? Lyanusik wants the opposite, Lianusik wants to undress, - and again pulled her jeans.
“Don't,” asked Liang.
“Leave her,” the Tadpoles suddenly said firmly and dully, coming close to them.

No one has ever heard such intonations from him.

- ... Get away from her, quickly! Do not worry, Ljana, I do not look at you.
- And what are you vasche ... rakomandovalsya! This is not your dog! ... I understand that you are like a teacher and all that - but if you fucking don't ...

- Yurik! - Lana cut him off. - Enough. Let's go to.

She threw off her hand Eureka, bent down, dangling painted tits, picked up clothes and shoes from the leaves, dressed, shod - and went to the main avenue, without looking at anyone.

Tadpoles walked behind her, slouching and holding hands in their pockets.

- Steal! He ruined everything, fucking, ”Yurik said quietly, stepping on his foot.

***

Liana returned to her office, her boyfriends to hers.

The tadpoles turned aside, but the legs themselves dragged him into the university and brought themselves to the cherished door. Beneath her, he froze - but she suddenly opened, and Liana came out.

- I ... you? Vasil Ivanych, what are you ... are you coming to me?

A couple of seconds lasted a pause.

- ... Well, come in, what is already there. Come on in! - She shouted at the frozen Zoladovikova, defiantly shaking her mane.

Her cheeks were red, crazy eyes danced in their eyes. - Come in. Make you a coffee? You Kuzka "hello" says. Kuzka, do not write: you have already eaten as much as I do not eat. To pity beats, brat ...

There was no one in the office.Tadpoles entered after Lana, gazing at her.

- Well, what are you? Fall down. (Tadpoles do not stir) The weather, eh? Do you like it? I'm drunk, - Liana nervously laughed. - I do not know what it is with me ... Why are you stuck in the bushes like a fascist? Come with us, we don’t bite ... I don’t hang out with them at all, it’s just today ... - for some reason Liang justified herself. - Well, why are you silent?! ... Bored?
“No,” the Tadpoles croaked.
- And in my opinion, boring. Such weather, well, grace is simple, but you are like this closet, well, honestly ... Why are you doing this thing? ... You don’t like women's photos with a slight touch of erotica? You are very correct and ... and always wash your hands before eating, right? That's how? Oooo! ..

Red, wound up, Liana suddenly tore off her blouse and bolstered Tadvadikova with black peaks in her bra.

Tadpoles backed away.

- Yeah, scary, yeah? Scared? Well, nothing, nothing ... And what is this? BUT? BUT? A crime sign? - Liana saw the mound under the trousers of Toladovikova, pointed at it with her finger and jumped as if from a beast. - Yeah! Aha That's how? Do you like body painting? Check out the pattern! ... - and Ljana, closing her eyes, bared her chest.

Behind the wall there was a rustle, pushes and a muffled “yes you sho! give me one! ... ”, but Liana did not hear anything. Shaking her nipples belligerently, she teased Toladikov, stepped on him, smiled at him with a mischievous smile, blinded with crimson cheeks ... Tadpoles backed off until he reached the door.

- Ooh! ... Do not run away. I won't let you go. Stand. She muttered, squatting in front of him. - Where is our leash? Ahhh ... Whoa, how long! Soooo ... Come on! Go-go!

At the poor Toladovikova she was clouded in her head: Liana got his dick along with the eggs, long, sticking forward like a hanger, took hold of him - and dragged Toladovikova to her table.

Having failed there, she pushed him so that the Tadpoles sat down directly on a pile of papers.

- What are you doing, Ljana? What are you doing? He muttered.
- Like what? You do not see - I go crazy. Already gone. Right now, and we will reduce. Well ... and so? But that's sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Tadpoles closed his eyes. Liana's fingers kneaded his eggs, scurried around his cock, crushing the burning skin, wrapping him in an electric cocoon, burning and drunk, like a punch ...

Suddenly a wet spark pierced him.

She enveloped, stuck it all at once from all sides, penetrated inside, into the depths - and began to tickle in him, like a quivering droplet. Tadpoles wheezed and opened his eyes: Liana licked his penis in a wide moist tongue, covered his lips and stung his bridle, shaking his head in ecstasy.

- Liana ... La ... Agggrrr ... - he tried to tell her, but it was too late: a droplet burst, striking fire into the body, - and white jets flew out of his penis, splashing right into Liang's face .

They beat her nose and eyes, flowed down her face, on her lips, on the pattern on her cheek, settled on her hair, on her eyebrows, on her eyelashes; Tadpoles wheezed in agony - and Liang was dumbfounded, keeping his farm by inertia and doubling his flour. Behind the wall, a return moan echoed, like an echo, but Liana did not hear or see anything.

He fired at her, probably for a minute or more, until Liang finally realized to move away. The last streams spilled out onto the floor. Kuzka ran to the puddle, sniffed it and snorted.

- And ... and what to do now? Liana asked, clinging to the tadpoles when Tadpoles wheezed, let out air.
- What to do? I do not know. What do they do in such cases? - he smiled.

Surprisingly, the nasal twang suddenly disappeared from his voice, as if an avalanche had washed it, cleared it ... Read more →