with a growl, as if they weren't caressed, but nibbled like beasts. Kate with force felt Yurika ribs and crawled her booty. He kissed her ever stronger, - and now they slid down from the back of the sofa, and Yurik tormented Katya, lying on her, and Katya ached, wrapped her arms around his neck.

Their bodies moved and rubbed against each other, gradually adopting the desired configuration: Yurik crawled on top, Katina’s legs moved apart, allowing him to the most important thing ...

- Yuyuyuyur - moaned Kate. - you what? Do not...

“I’m just a little bit ... from the top ...” muttered Yurik, entering the edge of the sticky hole that pulled him in like a funnel.

“Don't ... Yur ...” Katya whimpered, spreading her legs and giving herself up to Yurina's dick.

- A little bit...

- Do not...

- Quite ... a little bit ... - whispered Yurik, plunging into sticky, honeycomb-like and intolerably sweet Katina pussy until it stops.

A minute later, his eggs spanked loudly at her, speeding up the rhythm, and his mouth sucked into Katya tightly, not allowing her to breathe. Hunched up, Yurik fucked and kissed Katya, holding her head with his hands, and Katya grabbed his neck, behind his back, behind his ass and pulled him in, pressed him into his face, and lowed his lips, and ragged wet eyes ... She already finished long ago - almost immediately, as Yurik entered her; it was the longest, most painfully sweet orgasm in her life, and the worst thing was that it did not stop, but it grew like a snowball, and with it a continuous cry grew - like that of an airplane going for a landing. And when Yurik began to cum furiously at her, Katya screamed, tearing her throat, and her whole cry went to Yurik, into his mouth and body, and his cry went to Katya too; they filled each other with a cry without splitting their lips, and the cry went right through burning bodies, filling them with itching, colored and endless, like death ...

- What was it? - Katya whispered silently when she found her voice. - What was it, yur? After all, we are friends ... After all, I am a bride ...

***

It was a nightmare. They both knew that they couldn’t, that they needed to avoid each other, but they still met every day, and each meeting ended with the same thing — furious, exhausting, forbidden, and therefore unthinkably sweet sex.

- Yur ... Well, why are you? ..

- Kate ... I just want to see you.

- Well? Had seen?

- Had seen...

- You again, yes?

- Yes...

- Aaaa ... Yur, don't ... We can't stop ...

- We can ... or maybe not ...

- Ahhhh ...

They licked, continually trying to dissuade each other, but still undressed, and still Yuri fucked Katya and licked her pussy, and Katya cruelly ended from his caresses and from the realization that it was impossible, that she was a bride and a real fucking ...

Her fiancé also had her almost every day, and Yurik demanded that Kate tell him in detail what and how. There was nothing special to tell, and Katya invented Yurik to tease him, all kinds of fictions:

- He tied me by the arms and legs to the bed, took a billiard cue, such, you know, long, smooth ... and at the end the vibrator is screwed. I'm all so lying, pussy out, helpless, tied, but he slowly brings it there, touches me, and also smears ice cream through the body, orange, cold is ... aaaaa ...

- Ahhh! - Yurik growled, entering into her ears. - Vibrator - fucking! Does he know how deep this way?

The next day, Yurik met Katya with ropes, a vibrator and a cue. Kate was writhing, tied to the bed, and Yurik tortured her pussy and smeared from head to toe with ice cream, burning like fire ...

“... And then we went out of town, he undressed me, left my clothes in the car, locked me and took me for a walk. I walked with him naked, boobs-pussies out, and hundreds of people saw me, stared at me point-blank, said “wow what breast”, asked to touch, and he allowed, without even asking me, and unfamiliar guys felt me ​​boobs, weighed them on the palms, like bags, - and I stand, all purple, cheeks are burning, ears are burning ... I mumble something, damn it, and die of shame ...

The next day, Yurik met Katya with a car, took her out of town, exposed her, dragged her out of the car, ignoring the squeal, and dragged her where they looked.Naked Katya hung on his arm, whimpering, did not want to go, and then he just picked her up and carried her.

People were coming towards them, and they could see her cunt with a spindle; Yurik told Kate about this, and she jumped off his hands and walked alongside. A ring of onlookers instantly grew around. They began to beg for Kate to let them touch her boobs; Yurik allowed, and three pairs of men's hands appeared on her miraculous breasts. They stroked them, squeezed, weighed - just like in the Katyn story.

Then they began to offer Yurik money to fuck Katya, and Yurik sent onlookers to those seven-story buildings that no one had ever heard from him. Onlookers respectfully grunt and split up, and for a long time Yuri walked naked Katya along the river bank, and then pushed him into the water and fucked him right on the bank on the shallows. Katya writhed in the sand and kicked her feet in the water, raising fountains of spray.

Nobody saw them, though they could see every second. Back Katya was wet, and droplets of water under the breeze greatly increased the feeling of a naked body ...

This game was like a drug: describing her alleged sex with her fiancé, Katya voiced secret fantasies that she didn’t dare to tell anyone - neither lovers, nor even Yurika - and he immediately put them into practice, causing Katya to become numb at night from sweet horror and anticipate what will happen to her tomorrow.

Continuous impressions transformed her: Katya beamed and glowed with smiles, as if the sun had settled in her. Everyone saw how she changed, and linked it to the upcoming wedding.

“According to you, you might think that you are getting married for love, not for convenience,” Yurik told her.

***

Once he called her at work:

- Urgently come to your place.

- What happened?

- I can not talk. You will see. Waiting at the entrance.

On occasion, they threw everything in the world and, without questioning, rushed to help each other. On Katin, there were two such calls to the account, Yurik had one, and now the second one arrived.

- What?..

“Let's go,” he led her to the elevator. - We'll talk at home.

- Why me?

- You will see.

- Yur ...

He was silent. The elevator dragged to the far eighteenth floor. As always, only one dim light was on.

- Jur. And I wanted to confess to you ...

- in what?

- In that ... all these, the stories that I told you about me and Ivan ... well, I came up with all this.

- But I do not know.

- So did you know?! ..

- And you did not know that I know? ... We arrived. - The elevator opened, and Katya ran after Yurik. - Open!

In Katina’s room they saw a balding man. He sat on the edge of the quivering bed, trying to pull on his pants; next to him, a girl was jumping on one leg, shaking her bare breasts and not getting into her pant leg.

For a second or more everyone was silent. Then Katya suddenly shrieked and ran to the man:

- Vania! Wan!

- Look at yourself! What kind of Chmyr with you? - he shouted shrilly, shoving Katya off, but she suddenly hugged him by the shoulders:

- Wan! Thank! Thank you!

Kissing him on the cheek, she rushed to the frightened girl and squeezed her, lips pressed into the temple:

- And thank you! Thank! God, what a joy! ..

***

The wedding, though a month later, but took place.

- Cate, and he is very rich, right? - asked girlfriends.

- Was rich, then he took and went bankrupt. But I still love him very much, - answered Katya, beaming with a sly smile.

- Well, happiness is not in money! ..

- That's it!..

- Bitter! ..

And Katya for the twentieth time kissed Yurik, whispering in his ear:

- Do not smear your tongue. Forgot how I taught you? ..