its length and thickness. Forcing a girl to moan with anticipation. From this slowness Xenia lost her head - Igor immediately got up in front of the inner eye, who, apparently, could fuck the girl for hours, forcing her to wriggle again and again from another wave of pleasure.

But Vanya was not Igor. As soon as his phallus reached the end, as soon as his hips touched hers - as the guy immediately took a very good rhythm. Not too fast, so as not to end in a matter of seconds, but not too slow - delivering the girl maximum pleasure, without introducing a member into not fully - so as not to make unnecessary sounds.

Ksyusha opened her mouth, inhaling convulsively, and was afraid to make a moan. Her eyes were open, she saw how a man walked slowly past, leading his child to her ten years old. I saw how the guy finally decided on the bench opposite and put his hand on the girl’s shoulder, and she smiled sweetly, leaned back and was flirting with both guys at once. I saw a large company of schoolchildren slowly spreading a blanket on the clearing behind them, settling themselves comfortably.

And Ksenia understood - should she release her wishes to the will - and the whole district will immediately run to see what is happening here. But Ksyusha was not scared by this. She understood that some simply would not understand. And in their blindness they will lead someone, instantly cutting off the flow of pleasure.

Ksenia owned lust. Completely. Demanding to release her at will. Moan out loud, wriggle, leaning on the incoming member deeper. Get another orgasm not in a couple of minutes, but right now, as quickly as possible! Only the very edge of consciousness retained at least some composure and forced Xenia not to moan, not to attract attention. Just enjoy what you have and not try to get more.

It was even somehow not convenient to admit it, but Vanya managed to take the initiative away from Ksyusha. She lost control. Now Ksenia could only voluntarily withdraw from his member and demand a change of position. But his dick was so nice! He brought so much pleasure that Xenia just did not want to stop anything.

Ksyusha felt her wet mink quickly fill up, slightly shrank and released another pulsating flash, blurring her mind for a few seconds, wresting another, more drawn out, but still quiet, barely audible moan from the girl.

Ksenia quickly came to her senses - Vanya didn’t think to stop, continuing to fuck her just as quickly and rhythmically. The girl understood that her next orgasm would not be soon, and, biting her lip and barely audible, herself, moaning, looked at the surroundings.

All the same people walked past - slowly, walking. And without knowing anything. A noisy company comfortably settled in a meadow and continually laughed. But sitting opposite the three attracted the attention of Xenia.

The guy hugging the girl by the shoulders, put a second hand on her leg. And he kissed her on the lips, every now and then, when she pulled away, crouching on her neck. The girl herself regularly glanced directly at the bushes, behind which was Xenia. And just looking at the third guy, who was looking at the fence without stopping, it dawned on Ksyusha.

They knew. Saw. And now they were squinting, peering through thick thickets, eagerly absorbing every slipped detail.

Ksenia did not see anything on their faces except a light touch of lust and curiosity - this three Ksenia quickly understood - for those who are looking for, there will always be a case. Vanya could not stand the pressure and quickly relaxed, forgetting everything in the world. Less than a minute, as he eagerly kissed Xenia, fervently responding to her kisses. And as soon as the girl gently pressed his crotch to his leg, so Ivan finally demolished the roof and he began to hesitate to paw the girl, slightly raising her topic, caressing her chest, and slightly lifting her skirt, squeezing her hips. / Pitsa clearly was not against such a spectacle. And Ksenia liked their views.I liked the feeling that someone was looking precisely - peeping through the door crack, trying to put the whole picture together on scraps.

Ksyusha easily bent, leaning on the grass and forcing Vanya to slightly fall back, and lifted the topic, freeing the chest at will. The feeling of blades of grass that touched her swaying breasts was just magical. Brought a piquant zest to what is happening. Pull off the thrill.

Vanya fucked her for a few more minutes, and Ksyusha all this time looked at the three opposite. They continued to communicate, but it was obvious that their conversation was increasingly shifting to “sharp” topics. The girl now and then gently blushed and the toli otkuchivalas, the toli honestly answered the questions asked to her, and having already realized that today's adventure, it turns out, is not yet finished, Ksyusha quickly looked around. And the guys just still devoured his eyes, then Xenia. And the girl obviously was not against sharing the attention of her boyfriends with Ksyusha - moreover, she herself often looked, trying to determine through the bushes to what point the progress had reached.

But Ivan decided to change the position and Xenia immediately took advantage of this. She lay down along the hedge, spreading her legs wide, and waved Van to the inviting gesture.

He lay down on Ksyusha from above, pushing his penis into her hot cave until it stops. And the girl, barely feeling him deep inside herself, threw Vanya’s leg over her waist, on the other hand with her hand on his butt and just not letting him pull back.

At first, the guy did not understand what was required of him, but quickly adapted - he just crawled on Ksyusha, which, on the one hand, made his penis enter her cave for a couple of centimeters, and on the other, Vanya pressed his pelvis tightly girl to the next orgasm.

Ksenia rushed through the grass, not finding a place for herself. It was so nice to be under a man strung on his dignity - her chest touched his chest, her lips - his lips. And between the legs, the male phallus slowly moved back and forth, bringing Ksyushu to distraction.

Despite the fact that the orgasm quickly died down and passed, Xenia did not feel at all satiated. On the contrary - she wanted more. And it was precisely this unhurriedness, sensuality that made one want more.

The girl gently moaned Vanya in the ear, more and more inflaming him. Letting him know how nice she is with what is happening. Occasionally, when the sensations became quite unbearable, when Ksusha thought that she was about to cry out for bliss, she shook her head, continually casting glances at the perched three.

However, they clearly had no idea. The girl did not hesitate to take caresses of one guy, while the second massaged her shoulders, perched behind. From time to time his hands went over her hands and gently touched her breasts. And the girl still selflessly kissed his friend, obviously not having anything against these sliding touches. Their talk time was over and Ksyusha understood that very soon this trio would retire in search of a secluded corner.

In the eyes of Vanya, there was the same fierce excitement that Ksyusha owned. Lust, passion. The desire to just get your portion of pleasure and the complete lack of any patience to get home. For a moment, Xenia even thought that she was looking into her own eyes - his look was so similar.

But a long, painfully long pleasure came to an end. Vanya stopped for a few moments, closing his eyes and listening to his feelings.

- Let me in! - He almost begged.

For a second, Ksyusha flashed a thought not to let the guy go - to continue the game, but in Ivan’s eyes there was something between despair and prayer, and Xenia took pity on her - unlocked her trap.

The guy quickly pulled the condom off his penis and, taking advantage of Ksyusha’s relaxed state, quickly crawled to her head.

Xenia opened her eyes and saw a member at her very face. She opened her mouth, deciding that the guy wants this and lifted her head to make it a bit more comfortable. And then she saw a powerful jet burst from its member and, flying several centimeters, spattered Ksyusha with all her cheeks.

The guy finished powerfully. The jets followed one after another.Ksyusha did not know how many were there - five or six, hardly more. But they were all plentiful, as if the guy had restrained himself for the past few weeks. Xenia felt her face covered with a thick liquid. Cheeks, lips, nose, chin - Vanya seemed to have sent a member to new, still untouched areas, covering them with fragrant, fragrant sperm.

And when it was all over, Ksyusha felt the fat end of her mouth and her mouth open and she gently opened her head and began to gently suck his head. The taste was unforgettable - intoxicating, tart, at the same time salty and bitter, but insanely invigorating, driving to frenzy. Even lying on the grass, Ksyusha understood that once she got to the house and the first thing she would do was take a vibrator lying idle and make it work properly.

Xenia herself did not know where it all comes from. The atmosphere, the inner attitude, the abundant portion of sperm on her face - Ksyusha did not know what it was, but she madly wanted more. I wanted to have sex again and again, more and more. Get one orgasm after another. Previously, she did not notice such insatiability for herself, but today, after all, she just blew off the tower.

But, as expected, Vanya's member quickly fell down. And taking out a mirror, Ksyusha looked at herself.

Until now, she did not dare to ask the guys to finish her face. Shy. Didn't want to seem like a bigger slut than she already was. I wanted this to happen for the first time naturally, by itself. And she got exactly what she wanted.

The girl tried to remember her reflection to the last detail, hoping one day to follow the example of Vika and get herself an insanely vulgar picture. Until then, be content with colorful memories.

And then, without regret, erased everything. She corrected her makeup, shook off the dust from her clothes, brushed her hair and deftly jumped off into the alley, automatically noticing that her viewers had already left. And she went next - leaving Vanya alone. Without a single word of farewell. Just gone.

***

Vanya was silent for several days and Ksyusha had already thrown him out of her head when, having entered the site, she saw a message from him. Just one word: "Repeat?".

And Ksenia thought hard. On the one hand, she didn’t like his style. And on the other - the girl felt a certain kinship, the similarity of intimate interests. Simply, if Xenia has already managed to overcome herself and find the strength to release her sexual passions, then Vanya was still at the very beginning of this path.

And Ksyusha remembered herself. Unsure, clinging to a made-up image, indecisive. She did not understand that only one step separated her from happiness - self-reliance. Feeling that she is worthy of someone's love.

And in the same way, hanging imaginary noodles on Roman's ears, which, quite possibly, like Ksyusha now, did not believe a single word, but still gave her a chance to show herself.

And Ksenia didn’t even want to think, what would happen if he decided otherwise.

“Let's see what comes of it,” Ksyusha muttered and sent her consent to Vanya.

“We'll see,” the already unnecessary Miranda responded from somewhere in the depths.

sear21

Novosibirsk, 2013

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