After taking a shower, I checked my daughter, tucked the blanket and went into the bedroom. The husband was already in bed. His whole appearance hinted that I would have to push my legs apart today. Generally my husband is even nothing. An intelligent, what is called in women's circles, an interesting man of 29 years old, with a small island of curly vegetation on his chest, moderately broad-shouldered and rather pretty. Sighing to myself, I smiled sweetly at him and sat on the edge of the bed. He immediately moved and, pressing his face against my back, went on the attack. For a while I tried to fight back, but his hands were everywhere. Very soon, my robe was thrown open, and I was already being examined between my thighs, and sometimes my boobs were squeezed.

- What are your hard nipples! ... What are you wet, missed, I suppose? ..

Oh yeah! For some reason, all the men took my wet vagina and swollen nipples for arousal, although I always had it ... In order not to upset my husband, I groaned when his finger penetrated inside. This turned out to be the last push, I was thrown on my back, and I, catching a member with my fingers, brought it in myself.

I lay under my husband, moaning at those moments when it was required - with particularly strong shocks, stroking the feet of her husband’s hips and correctly depicting passion. Porn actress, and only! In general, I can not stand porn, the girls in it do not know how to play at all, so everything is false with them. My talents are much higher, until no man doubted what gives me the greatest, on the verge of ecstasy pleasure.

Looking at the chandelier and convincingly arching under my husband, I began to remember today.

In the morning I had to go to the chief to take time off for half a day. I already knew what I had to do, but there was nowhere to go ... The oily eyes of the head swept around my figure, and he rose from his chair to come close:

- Of course, Elena Fedorovna, I will let you go, but in the beginning ...

He turned me on impetuously and pressed his back to him. His hand immediately climbed into the neckline of my strict blouse and of course felt for a nipple. I sighed violently, showing gratitude to the man, and looked at myself in the huge floor mirror left over from the bank that previously occupied our office. In front of me appeared a luxurious brunette with crazy eyes framed by long eyelashes, with a small sensual mouth and black elegant eyebrows arc. She was dressed in a narrow skirt, slightly opening her knees, and a white blouse, in the upper undone buttons of which neatly arranged hemispheres were visible. In the reflection were visible and slender legs on a 10-centimeter heels, and a little - elastic ass, which the mirror brunette pressed against the man's groin. Well, and high chest, which squeezed the head, running his hand in the neckline. My boss is just sweetheart. All women are in love with him - an impressive 49-year-old man, tall, large with a noble gray hair at the temples and a strong-willed chin. But only fucks me, he has principles, you see ... Well, and me? That I ... the man did not stand up when I first came to ask for a raise. I didn't have to do anything. She flashed her knees, patted her eyes, hung a deep cut over the table ... As a result, first, she was spread out on this table; and secondly, my salary has increased by half. It’s good that the money is given out to us in envelopes, otherwise many would be surprised ... Well, and sometimes I have to work out the difference on the table, in the chair, now, in front of the mirror.

Lost in thought, I almost missed the moment when the boss put my tight skirt high on my hips, and his hand penetrated my panties.With a slight delay, I am sure that the imperceptible man in this state, I groaned languidly and spread my knees, so that the boss would be more comfortable to penetrate into my fingers.

“I see, you are quite ready, Lenochka,” he muttered hoarsely, caressing me between the thighs.

As it should be, I, too, with hoarseness and aspiration, answered:

- You are such a man, Roman Sanych! Who can resist you!

And put her hands on the edges of the frame. Bending over, she pulled up her ass, showing the man her perfect shape and elasticity of the buttocks. Knowing that I had to visit the boss, I put on stockings and tiny panties from three laces on the ass and a triangle, which does not even cover the external labia and barely covers the crack itself. Having achieved a noisy sigh, I ended up with these very panties pulled down to the middle of my thighs, and then with the span of the member that had been driven into me.

- Roman Sanych! - I cried, as if in ecstasy, throwing back the wave of his thick hair. - You will finish in my mouth?

I didn’t smile at all to get sperm in my vagina, even though it was usually a bit, but the man had to think that this was my desire. And the last phrase was somewhat dry. When I came to my senses, I groaned, showing how I feel good when the boss, with all the dope, pounded me, and began to ardently say:

“Oh, how hot you are! ... You are so fat that you tear me apart! ..”

And stuff like that ...

In fact, the boss is a guy with concepts. Not a young man, not to control his ejaculation, but to listen to what is happening between the legs, you still need. In addition, the position in front of a mirror, like any other - face to face, implied control of facial expressions. Therefore, not forgetting to carefully podmahivat and moan, where necessary, I diligently half-opened the sponge, slightly covered her eyes with fluffy eyelashes and sometimes wrinkled nose, while lifting the upper lip and exposing white teeth. It was just necessary when the boss grabbed my hips and started to literally push me onto my dick.

After about 10 minutes, the count that walked in me swelled even more, and I looked at the chief’s face in the mirror with a little alarm. He lasted a minute more. To my relief, as agreed, they pulled me to the floor and stuck my cock in my mouth so hastily that I barely sat down to open my lips. And almost immediately received a stream of sperm, not too large, so it came out just a couple of small sips. After that, imitating a languid bliss with a dreamy smile on my lips, for some time I drove a dick over my cheeks and lips - Roman Sanych, like a real man, always tried to ponder after sex, thinking that it was necessary for me. But he was also squeamish about his own semen, so today I was spared from calf tenderness.

- So, am I leaving for lunch? - I asked, pulling the skirt.

“Yes, of course,” the boss sank heavily into the chair, in his years such a spurt, tired, poor thing ...

I caught a glimpse of the mirror, straightened my chest in a bra. Lipstick on the lips remained only a cantica, but I could praise myself - it was not smeared on my cheeks, there was no trace of a blow job on my cheekbones, it was not for nothing that I sucked every last drop, and then drove a clean head, only a little in my saliva. I will tint sponges on a workplace - the handbag has not grabbed ...

“See you later,” I turned around at the door, throwing a grateful look from a completely satisfied woman from under my eyelashes.

At 13:00 I jumped out of the office, quickly took a bite at the nearest cafe and soon went about my business. But did not reach, sounded the SMS signal. I took out the phone and read: "You must suck me right now!". It was a message from Denis, he was my classmate and recently found me on one of the social networks. The problem was that even in my student years, they called me a “trouble-free davalka.” I studied poorly, but I understood on the 3rd course how I can pass exams. No, I didn’t sleep with the teachers, somehow I didn’t grow up to it.But all coursework, notes, tips during exams easily earned in beds of fellow students. And it was necessary to have me filmed on video, and not just like that, but agreeing to complete the coursework with a member in the mouth. So Denis, who has this record, often resorted to my services.

I cursed and quickly dialed the number:

- Vladimir Alekseevich, I have new circumstances, could we postpone the meeting a half hour later? ..

Putting the phone aside, I turned around and soon was at the Denis office. He was waiting for me. I stopped my car next to the toned car and moved into the backseat. Denis immediately fell on the other side. With him, fortunately, there was no need to pretend to be special. Businessly, unbuttoning my jeans, I pulled out a half-erect penis:

- Long time no one was?

- Yeah, - the guy grinned and, putting his hand on the back of my head, tilted to the groin.

In my lips, a member quickly gained stiffness, and Denis, holding onto my hair mane, began to fuck my cock with my mouth. I diligently made sponge ring and pressed the head with the tongue, sometimes allowing it to the very throat. Everything was close to completion, when the guy suddenly stopped and ran his hand between his thighs. As I have already said, for some reason it’s always wet there, and on the basis of this, the men draw their own conclusions.

- If you want, I will fuck you, but then look how I ricocheted during the suction.

“I'll get along,” I snapped, resuming the manipulations.

“Well, you don't want what you want,” Denis did not insist, and soon he threw a stream of sperm into my very throat.

She was many, very many, not what the boss. I had to work hard to swallow everything, but still a couple of drops of glass on the chin. Quickly wiping the sperm, I jumped out of his car and clicked my alarm.

“I want to meet you at the hotel somehow,” Denis shouted from the door I had closed.

- As you say, - I shrugged, a little annoyed: Denis was capable of long sex marathons, such that any woman would be happy, but I barely crawled to my house these days ...

Looking at the watch, I was delighted - I had another 15 minutes to spare, just enough to renew makeup and put myself in order before an important meeting.