It was a girl! When the Spartak cap slipped off, Max was amazed to see black gorgeous hair scattered on the ground. And the hand, pressing the quivering body to the ground, suddenly felt under the lightning of the red jacket that it was released, the elasticity of the rounded girl's chest.

The girl shrank beneath her raised fist, her sweet, clean face wrinkled, and she cried out in a crying voice:

- Do not hit! I will do anything you want! Just do not hit!

Before Max flashed all the events of the last hour. The disappointment of the fact that the native Zenit shamefully leaked (lost - approx. Customer) Spartak in the last match of the season. Even the championship is not so warmed the soul after this! Max refused to sit with friends at the bar - I didn’t want to discuss the lost match, I wasn’t in the mood, and I had to get behind the wheel - it was he who brought the friends to the match.

The car has already passed the traffic jams on Vaska, when Max saw several Spartak fans on the flowers (in the attributes of his club - Customer's note). A dull wave of annoyance again stirred up in a soul that had been offended by loss. And so, in general, the peaceful guy grunted with malicious gloom, when a group of Zenit fans jumped out of the gate and rushed at the marching Spartacus.

Spartacists rushed in all directions, but Zenit people confidently drove them down the street, cheering with kicks and tearing off roses (Customer’s scarf in the colors of their favorite club). And only one lad instead of running down the street, darted into that archway, from where the anti-aircraft gunners jumped out.

- Guys! Leave the same! - Max hit the steering wheel with annoyance, seeing Zenit fans moving down the street after Spartacus.

The guy himself did not understand what kind of power suddenly made him stop, jump out of the car and rush for the cunning lad. And he didn’t even know, winding between the houses after a clearly visible red-white hat with a flirty pom-pom, flying with the same ends of a rose and a red jacket, which he would do when the boy caught. But the excitement of the chase is the excitement of the pursuit, nothing could now stop a guy burning with righteous anger.

And only when the clever jabby hit the boy on the ground, and Max himself fell on the unexpectedly soft body for a teenager, did he realize that he didn’t know what to do next.

“Well, at least I'll scare me!” - Max thought, and, turning the Spartacus around, played his fist threateningly.

It was here that he saw huge frightened eyes, plump lips, chiseled eyebrows. Annoyance from the loss, the excitement of the chase - all this armor-piercing cocktail was seething in the shower, and when the girl cryingly offered to do whatever he wanted, Max suddenly was overwhelmed with great excitement. It would be better if she just burst into tears!

The guy by the collar put the girl on his knees, and hastily unzipped the pants. It was even hard to get an erect penis - it hardened to the ache in eggs.

The girl looked in horror at the crimson head that was impatiently shaking, suddenly swaying in front of her snub nose. But plump lips stubbornly clenched, barely stuck in them a hard member.

- Well! - threateningly looming over the girl Max, clenching his fists.

The long cilia blinked in fright, and the pretty mouth obediently opened. Max's member burst into him swiftly, immediately slipping into his throat so that the girl coughed tightly.

- Suck! - Max snapped.

The girl shrank and began to suck the gun, masterly located in her mouth.

- Help your mouth with pens! - Max ordered, drawing attention to the fact that the hesitantly reaching out to his penis were wearing gloves with a diamond on the hands.

A new thought occurred to the guy. He reached for a hat, lying next to the girl's knees.

- Do not be distracted! - He growled when his member left a cozy and such a sweet refuge. The girl hastily resumed her occupation, swallowing the weapon rather deeply from her zeal. Max grunted and still contrived to raise the flirty red and white hat. He puffed her up at the black-haired, hard-working top of his groin near his groin, the guy grinned:

- Suck like Spartak, suck deeper! Both you and your club should like to suck at Zenit fans and Zenith respectively. Soon it will become a habit! In general, you suck the same way as your cesspool plays - without glitter and frills. Where to take the cheek? Where to go tongue around the trunk? Where to suck eggs?

The girl obediently followed the instructions of Max, dressed in the form of questions. Her tongue fluttered on the trunk strained with veins, she implicitly pressed him to the face and gently sucked eggs, and then even, as if wanting to prove that she and her favorite club were suggesting a slander, trying to hug the penis with lips on the side or making the tongue sharp, caressing a hole from which transparent droplets rolled.

Max could not stand this. And in one of the moments when the red glove with the diamond once again lowered the skin to the base of the penis with a pull, the guy released a long drawstring right into the helpfully substituted mouth.

- Swallow everything! - Max growled, feeling how the member in soft lips is reduced. - As Spartak swallows everything that he injected!

When a member softened, despite continuing to suck on his lips, the guy grunted: “Zenith is a champion!” And released the member from the captivity of tenacious fingers in thin red gloves, wiping it on a red-white scarf.

Max already hid his penis and wondered what to do next when the girl, wiping her chin with a rose, where she missed a few drops of semen, purred:

- And today, all the same, Zenit sucked!

- Oh, you are! ..

The guy already wanted to quietly release the girl, advising him to search for his cipher (by hiding attributes - customer's note), but then he was reminded of the loss and the mood spoiled for a week. He could not stand it, jerking the girl to his feet.

He searched her, feeling the rising excitement — that which he felt was soft where it was necessary, and resilient where it should be resilient. His hands stubbornly stroked hard, full-bodied breasts and even checked for the presence of caches between the legs.

Mining became a mobile phone and passport.

- Well, well, Lena, follow me. I hope you will not do something stupid and you will not take a run in a foreign city without a passport and mobile phone?

Max headed towards his car, no doubt that the girl would follow him. And so it happened - Lena dutifully trudged behind the guy, only occasionally spitting defiantly.

The girl in the jacket with a broken loose zipper, which opened a beautifully outlined chest, with slightly swollen lips after a hard blowjob Max's creepy creeping thing. And as soon as the door closed behind them, he pressed the submissive body to himself, climbing under the thin sweater. His expectations were not deceived - the delicate skin of elastic breasts, hard nipples - to the touch everything was no worse than at a glance. Max began to rip jeans off the girl, but she twisted out and, blushing, looked down:

- I need a shower.

“Go,” Max grunted, “I don’t need to — your Spartak tongue does a good job of cleaning your workplace.”

Lena turned to the indicated door to the bathroom, but Max called her and threw the crumpled Spartak paraphernalia, prudently removed from the girl before they had to leave the car:

- Put it on.

Max reclined on a dismantled bed, sometimes touching and enjoying his erection when Lena timidly slipped into the bedroom. Her body admired the guy - slender, with chiseled waist, long legs, sports belly. And the outfit was fascinating - the rose was neatly thrown over the shoulders, and the fringed ends hid the nipples of the rounded breasts, the hat was flirtatiously held on the top, not hiding the luxurious black curls, and the red gloves with the rhombus hid what the man's most desire was for.

Lena hesitantly stepped on her nice legs, unable to force herself to get close to the wide bed, and cast a wary glance at the powerful cock sticking out of the thick growth.

- What can I do? - Max laughed, shrugging his shoulders. - Zenit is always on Spartak! Come here, we will fuck Spartak! That is, to engage in the version that should be in the relations of our clubs. But first, here's what.

Max took a red marker and drew on the chest, just in a cozy hollow, a diamond with the letter “C”, and then he unfolded the girl and on an elastic ass signed “Spartacus” with the letter “P”, the stick of which went into the crevice to the anus itself .. .

The guy very much excited obedience with which Lena was given. She obediently spread her legs, barely knocked her back, still chastely straightened the rose on her breasts, when the swollen head was already pushing its delicate folds. She resignedly got cancer when they wanted to take her from behind, and only reacted with embarrassed oyk when the male palm slapped the red inscription. She, without delay, stood up over Max, when she was ordered to jump a little, and she sent the dick into herself, implanting herself at once to the full depth. (Especially for eroticspace.info — seksuitals.org) She was moaning quietly, embarrassed, when her elastic walls began to shrink on the trunk, which stretched all the internal folds. She obediently clasped her fingers, squeezing her breasts, between which he formed a hard member, and began to walk in soft captivity, gradually erasing the painted emblem. And just as meekly took the next charge of sperm in her mouth, zealously sucking vibrating incredibly tense member.

Lenin's eyes opened wider, when a member, along the whole length of which her lips walked around like a ring, did not intend to decrease in size. Then she lay back and spread her legs wide:

- Do you weakly lick Spartak?

Max grunted and rammed the member again wet depth, framed swollen lips.

- When Spartacus falls on his back and spreads his legs, Zenith can only fuck Spartacus. And lick ... well, that, the main thing is to have an understanding that this is temporary.

The guy came out and pressed his mouth to the tender defenseless petals. Then he straightened and again drove the penis into the current vagina, abruptly breaking into the curved female body. But this was not enough for him, moving with a jerk to the head, he thrust his head into the greedily clasping her swollen lips. So he treated the girl with gentle torture - he dug his lips into the crotch, fucked him hard and helpfully given the depth, stuffed him in a gentle mouth, saying:

- Even when Zenit makes Cooney to Spartak, he still fucks and gives in his mouth.

“Oh, yes,” Lena cried, “and Spartak likes it!”

Even with a member deep in her throat, she moaned and out of inertia tried to podmahivat. This went on until Lena, who was once again planted on the very eggs, did not arch and screamed, glaring at the man’s back with claws, sensitive even through thin red gloves. Unable to withstand the contractions of tight walls, he threw his sperm into the hot squishing depth and Max ...