In the office we have a girl Julia worked as a secretary. Very beautiful and almost perfect figure. You look at her and no Viagra is needed. About 25 years. Divorced, have a child. Chatting with her is a pleasure. Around her always men crowd. She seems to be flirting with everyone, but there was no information about any great victories. I had one case with her at corporate party. Very much drunk and after dancing, petting, I won over her blowjob. But terrain conditions and roaming staff did not allow us to finish everything normally. Then there was a conversation like: you are very cute to me, but you are married, but I need a stable relationship and so on. In general, the young lady wants to get married. Stay on good terms.

And then they asked me to bring documents to her home. In the evening, after work I went to her.

He lives in a private house with his parents. Met, took the paper, invited for tea. In the house in the hall watching TV (can not see who it is). We went to her room, she brought tea, biscuits, talking about any garbage. There is a call. Comes guest. This is the guy from the next office. He regularly turns around Julia. Came with flowers, obviously with serious intentions. I am suspicious of a look. He, too, tea poured. Another bell and one more guest. The same guy from work. Brought a cake. It becomes clear that they have long been tough competition. Sit, look at each other with displeasure. I am still here, I wonder why I appeared. In general, the situation is a dead end. One Julia from this rushing. The confrontation of males is clearly appealing to her. The conversation is not glued. I understand that once I say everything “bye” and leave. Julia is going to accompany me. Between the house and the street they have a small vestibule, where shoes, clothes. Square and a half, the place is very small. We stand very close. She is wearing a light robe. I looked at her all the time how she looked good in him.

She smacks my cheek goodbye. And at this moment I "covers". I smell her perfume, see her hair, smooth skin on her neck. I take her by the waist, pull her close and kiss her on the lips. After a second pause, she responds to my kiss. I feel her awesome nice lips. Hands begin to stroke her body. Then everything starts to happen rapidly. Climbing hand under the bathrobe. She does not resist. Chic velvet skin. Her ass is in my hands. Fingers under the panties and between the buttocks in the crotch. It's already wet there. The second hand undo the bathrobe. I open my chest. There is no bra. The chest in the hand is heavy and elastic. I rub my nipples with my fingers. Julia leaned back, holding my head. I kiss her breasts. I feel a member in the pants stone. Then I dramatically expand it. She hands against the door. I press my hand on her back. Julia bends.

Zadayu bathrobe, drop pants. Hand between her legs, and there is unreal wet. I unbutton my pants, take out my dick and immediately insert it. It seems that everything happens at lightning speed. Feeling awesome. (Especially for eroticspace.info — sexitails.org) Elastic ass, tight, hot, well-oiled “cave”. I start to hammer it. Julia is trying to look at me over her shoulder. She did not expect such a turnover, but she obviously likes it. I take her breasts with my hands. Everything, no more thoughts, all reality is only in it. The pace is crazy. Here Julia begins to howl. And this happens incrementally, passing the safe level. I remember the relatives at the TV, her fans in the room. Julia does not control herself.

Palm cover her mouth, and she quite perceptibly bites my hand. Then her whole begins to shake orgasm. Her legs give way and, staying on my penis, she slides down the door. With both hands I press her ass to me. Fuck with frenzy. I, too, covers an orgasm. Cum in it. Reality gradually returns. We are trying to give ourselves a decent look. My head is still fog.

I told her: Well, I will go.

She to me: You come.