maybe. Probably necessary, - I agreed.
- You see, I promised him. And I could not speak. At all. I promised him that I would be generally silent at all, do you understand?
- Not.
- Well, bliiin! ... We were persuaded with Stepka: he did not talk for a week and did nothing of the kind, and I will make all his desires. In general, in general, everything, all day, do you understand? I gave my word of honor. And he did not lie, but I could not crush the word. Because he wished me to be silent all day, generally, I didn’t say anything at all, and he would do whatever he wanted with me. Generally all. I was ready for anything. I was ready that he would ... I do not know ... thresh the nails at me! And he dragged to the beach, and there the whole section, a pervert, and then began to play, that I was his statue ... I promised, I could not, you understand or not?
“Go crazy,” I said. - Old sovkovy sanatorium, Eseserovka, and in it - the stories of an honest word. And around the wellness storm. Straight vigorous post-communism ...
- Why are you like that? - suddenly Vera was twisted.

I crouched next to her.

- What is "such"?
- Such! ... Why did you come to the beach? What now, damn, wears you in the rain, and ... I could not look you in the eye. And now I can not.
“Well,” I took hold of the hot cheeks, stubbornly turned to the side, and turned them towards me, “let's at least try?” BUT? Try to look into my eyes. Well? It turns out?

Two amber ran, squinted down, then still stared at me.

I smiled at them. Amber blinked, sparkled - and Vera snorted, smearing me with either saliva, or water from my hair, or everyone together.

- Well! Look: it worked! - I told her. Vera smiled at me with a boiling crimson smile:
- You are a nightmare! I know how much I want to tell you!
- Well, say so, - I smiled, though it froze inside.
“Speak,” she mocked me. - I want not so ... Still early.
- And how do you want? Why early?
“It's early, because ... I want such a conversation, when absolutely ... everything is clear.” To completely trust.

Her ears were burning.

I could tell her "I trust you, I trust you completely." But I said:

- Vera. Between a man and a woman may be the closest, most trusting communication. Faith ... - I said, desperately choosing words. - Closer just does not happen. You just need to decide on this.

- You mean sex, right? - asked Vera.
- Well ... not only. I mean ... contact. When you feel each other like yourself. You just need to decide - I wagged.
- I can decide. I made up my mind, - said Vera, looking at me. - I want such a contact. I feel you. Do you feel me?
- Yes. But you are far away. This is not the closest contact.
- And how close?
- Well ... just come here. Nearer.

I took her hands. Vera moved close to me.

- Even closer ...
- Well, where is closer? - She laughed, then got up and, awkwardly bent, sat on my lap. - So?
“So,” I croaked, hugging her hot shoulders. - But this is not the closest. You can fit together very close. And then everything is clear. This is such a high degree of trust ...

"Fuck, I already say almost how she is."

- What is it like?
- It is necessary to undress. So that the body and soul. Only then...
- Quite?
- Better at all.

I did not move and waited. Vera shrank, but immediately stood up:

- Ah! ... What did not you see there. But I have long wanted to see you ... Well?
- Forward!

I frantically, in order not to miss the moment, pulled off my wet rags, exposed my damn count - and sat back down.

Vera undressed, considering me naked, but did not say a word. She had a tight slender body, pink from the fight with the cold, well-groomed, a little razlapisty in movements, like a young shepherd. Squinting, she pulled off her shorts with panties, exposing her pussy, freed the soiled legs and approached me. I pulled her by the hips, and naked Vera climbed on me.

- Oy-oy-oy-oy! - she burnt her bodily intimacy. - Oops, like ... like ...
“This is not a“ how, ”I said, breathing from her body. - Come on, come on, the sister of the young Nero ... come on here, - I whispered and pressed her breasts to me, and slammed into her sides and ass.

Elda my suddenly dived into a tight pocket, and I felt the hot sticky walls of her pussy, hairy like a muskrat.

- Auuuu! ... Here's a ... contact ... yes? - whispered Vera on me.
“Yes,” I sniffed at her, wrapping myself in her like a pink cloud, tender, trembling with passion. Cuddling up to her was so arrogant that I began to howl, caressing Vera from top to bottom, and Vera responded with a deep rumble, already kissing me lightly on the cheek and temple.

Her butt danced on me, and my little one completely got into a hot pocket, and mortally wanted to go further, deeper ... I was holding back with all my might.

- So, so ... with words and body ... But no. What you want is needed wrong.
- What do I want? - asked Vera.
- You know. Get up
- What?
- Are you a girl? Virgin?
- Uh ... Yes.
- Then get up. Become here, to the shop.
- BUT...
- Quickly!

I suddenly became rude and domineering. I shook Vera off of myself and bent her in a belt, forcing her to put her hands on wet boards.

- Feet apart ... like this ... No, you're not ready yet.

Vera stood cancer, sticking out her killer udder and cunt. Quickly, before the mind turned on the brakes, I ducked under the tight halves and stuck into a sticky, sharp-smelling gap.

- To sit ... that is, to stand ... - I muttered, licking into the core. Vera flowed like a March cat, but I wanted to tease her to paralysis, to writhing in her brain, and licked her pussy, sucked her, and caught her tits with her hand, threw them and milked, like goat udder ...

- Well, ready? Hold on! - I got up, attached a dick to the snapped pulp, squeezed Vera by the hips - and forcefully planted myself.

The film broke, letting me into the wet inside, and I drowned in it, as in syrup. Vera screamed.

The deed was done.

“Do not compose: it did not hurt you,” I said, with pleasure pressing into the opened flesh. - You're all flowing like a holey grease gun. I entered you like a knife in butter ...

Around sharashil rain. It was light, albeit dark from the clouds. If someone came up, he would see a naked man from afar, fucking a thin girl with huge tits. I stuck in Vera, in my modest Vera in front of everyone, and only rain covered us ...

“Soooo,” I regretfully pulled the vet out of Vera with blood. - Now - contact. Now get here. Come to me. Come to me, Vera ... - I sat on the bench, and Vera climbed on me again. She sobbed.

- Well, what tears? Everything is just beginning ... Come on, come on, come here, I muttered, attaching it to my stake. - Now - like this ... like this ...

Kol finally dived into Vera, having completely collapsed, and I pressed all the way to her sweetly itchy meat, putting eggs and the whole economy into it. Vera gasped again.

- ... What, new sensations, yes? Now - let's talk. What did you want to tell me? - I whispered to her and kissed her face, licking off tears.

Vera smacked me back, hugging me tighter, and finally we were stuck together in a tight, hot room, pulsing from the bottom with a wet current.

- Confess: kissing boys? - I asked, licking her lips.
- Yes...
- Yes? And show me how you did it? So? - I sucked in mint-salty lips, and from there I immediately got a grateful tongue. - Wrong: it was necessary like this ... - and I swallowed her half-face, and poured my tongue into it, and licked everything up to the last drop, to the last salty pimples of hot gums. - It is for you! Still? Here you have more and more! - I licked her from the inside and howled from the sweet salt of her tongue, and she howled with me. - And undressed? Admit it? Boobs allowed?
- No ... Only Stepke ...
- Did you like it?
- Yeah ...

I grabbed her boobs, tight, despite the volume, pulled them and squeezed the fire nuts of the nipples, flattened on my chest.

- Aaaaaouou! ..
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