older than me. But for the experienced "Planokur" this sort of room was the embodiment of the most daring fantasies. The room is completely non-residential, you can safely watch, spit, extinguish cigarettes on the floor. And when you catch the "arrival" - to fall on the spring bed and, swaying in time with the world leaning on you, admire herds of pink elephants rushing around the perimeter of the room, filled with the turquoise light of the purple moon.

From an enamelled bucket filled with water, a plastic bottle and foil extracted from a pack of cigarettes, I collected an elementary "smoking gadget." Not overseas bong, of course, but "come down, for the countryside," as they say. He installed the device on a stool, lit a hallucinogenic fuel and called his lady escort to a smoky source.

The girls puffed on a couple of times, I - three times. While dumbly coughing and drinking beer, there was not much fun. But soon the situation changed radically. Anya’s dissatisfaction with stoned into the uttermost rubbish, expressed in her own address, had the effect of a bombshell. The girl tried to consider what time it was on the screen of a mobile phone, but she could not collect her eyes in a heap. The image probably doubled or jumped. She vainly pressed the device to the right eye, was seriously embarrassed, and finally told him that she hated him for treason. We, as they say, fell.

I laughed to tears. Laughing so that the breathing apparatus could completely fail. The rest of the girls, including Anna herself, did not lag behind. Alyona even collapsed on the floor, tucked her knees under herself, and lying on her side, writhing in convulsions, which an unknowing person would surely consider deadly. The attack of uncontrollable laughter ceased not soon, and when the verse was replaced by the second. This Joan took to tell the "bearded" anecdote about the tortoise receiving anonymous calls.

The girl managed to cram a description of the beach on which, allegedly, the turtle was sunbathing, into a short story. The name of the cocktail, which she sipped at the same time. The tariff plan of its mobile operator and even the manufacturer of the mobile phone to which calls were made. However, in the new explosion of laughter, we didn’t go at all because of these details, although they were also quite funny. We were killed by her confession that, fascinated by the details, she completely forgot what she was telling.

How long was the session of our laughter therapy I do not know. Anya then did not consider the exact time. I know one thing - all of us were far from being at the same time. From the captivity of the dope, I got out first. Then Zhanna with Tanya. Third - Alain. But Anka, following the sensation of euphoric laughter, overtook painful thoughtfulness. She huddled into the far corner and fell silent. She answered the questions sparingly or did not answer at all, showed no signs of participation in the life of the collective. Smoked in one word.

The girls were seriously worried about her, and when she plaintively asked Tanya to go home (they lived in the same room), the latter, without thinking, said farewell to us and took her friend to sleep. Promising, in terms of potential sexual adventure, dating today was over. (Especially for eroticspace.info — sexitails.org) The use of condoms was postponed until the next time. There were still Alain and Zhanna, but I doubt if something shone with them. Alain did not show yesterday's desire, but Zhanna always climbed on the rampage and contradicted. You can swear with such a young lady for days. But to fuck ... Fuck only if both are impatient, but not with whom.

However, the evening, which had ceased to be languid, did not end there. The girls were invited to watch a movie and drink a little vinchik.Having quickly destroyed the traces of our stay at seven hundred and fourteenth, we hurried back to seven hundred and forty-seven. The film library of the inhabitants of the “aviation” room was scanty, there were practically no comedies.

As a result, the cassette with the recording of the comedy “Without feelings”, which was quite relevant at that time, was fed to the anti-flooded VCR. Viewing the tape was accompanied by abundant absorption of bananas, apples and grapes. More girls have nothing to get hold of. Pistachios, dragged by me, were not started up. The product was painfully valuable, in order to kill the symptom of unhealthy hunger, which was almost inevitable after weed smoking.

"Without feelings" did not justify the hopes placed on him. Although, to tell the truth, it was not his fault that that night, he did not wait for our smiles. At seven hundred and fourteenth we drove all the available stock of laughter. Emotionally devastated, so to speak. As a result, three beeches sat on the edge of the shifted beds, staring indifferently at the television receiver screen.

I do not know what Jeanne and Alyona thought about, but, personally, I thought about moving to my lair. The only thing that kept me from carrying out this maneuver was the still bottle of wine, which seemed truly bottomless. I, as they say, “opened the valve”, demanding non-stop feeding with grape liquor.

At some point, I, nevertheless, decided to say goodbye to the cherished vessel and hospitable hostesses. However, it was at that moment when I set out to take my leave, Jeanne, who was sitting on my left hand, suddenly clutched my face with her hands and strangled the words of a polite farewell with a mad kiss. I am not mistaken in the matched expression.

The kiss was drunk and intoxicating, cheeky and unrestrained, passionate and demanding. In a word, precisely insane. The girl stuck her tongue in my mouth with such pressure that she was afraid that I was about to reject him. I was afraid in vain. Who refuses from this? I reciprocated for a kiss, grabbing the blonde by the back of the head with both hands. Sucking her wine-tobacco tongue, I wanted to think about the forgotten Alenka, but did not have time. At this very second, a pair of dexterous girl's hands reached for the elastic of my sweatpants, and I realized that something amazing would happen now.

Assumptions immediately materialized. Jeanne, without interrupting the kiss, abruptly laid me on my back and jumped onto my chest. The degree of confrontation increased. In the lower part of my torso, the situation also worsened. All the same dexterous hands hurriedly pulled off my sportswomen with shorts, and raked the member with the eggs into the bouquet. Everything happened so fast that my physiology did not have time to react properly. However, very soon she made up for lost time, however she did it already in Alena’s mouth.

To admit, the feelings that had seized me were so captivating that I was numb and did not even try to participate in the ongoing process. Just lay, blissed out and thanked fate for a priceless gift. I did not experience anything like this before that night. I always knew that one day it would happen, I fantasized a lot on this subject. But I did not think that this would happen not according to my idea and not even at my initiative. As for the specific, carnal, sensations, my body just sang with happiness. Kissing with one young lady, while the second sucks - it is, literally, an indescribable range of emotions and feelings.

It is such a refined pleasure that it is impossible to convey it with a set of words. It only needs to survive. Moreover, for this it is not necessary to be just a man. Subsequently, using a personal survey, I found out that women also experience something similar, having sex simultaneously with a pair of males. However, it is not about that now, next time we will discuss this burning topic.

Soon, the feeling of overwhelming delight was replaced by yet another rejoicing of the soul. To start the ladies castled.The bristling fragment of the rock the penis moved into the irrepressible mouth of Joan, and the wine-tobacco kiss with Alena replacing it, was enriched with a piquant note of my cock, introduced into the symphony of the oral celebration with the mouth of a brown-haired woman. The girl, by the way, was kissing somehow differently, although with no less passion. More languidly, perhaps. And the blowjob techniques used by girlfriends were strikingly different.

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