unceremoniously twist her hands with tremendous pressure inserting her whole body again into my penis.

- Yes Yes Yes! Terribly, let's be tough, let's cruelly stick me like a kebab on a skewer. Well, come on - break me, tear me. Somebody beat me while another fuck ...

Oh, and her orgasm passed its peak, but she stubbornly did not let me out.

- Well, since you did not let the sperm into me along with my orgasm, then I will be on you. After all, do you like to watch a woman ride on your penis !?

She began to caress herself. Tits, nipples, thighs, clit. Allowing yourself to be happy immensely and endlessly. And after a while, her hands spread from her body to my body. I was caressed her and along and across. With such passionate and extremely gentle caresses and hugs, she did not forget to play with the vagina's males rewarding my penis with all sorts of impulses: squeezing, sending a wave from the uterus to the clitoris.

Well, since I didn’t let it down, I also enjoyed everything in my own way. With great pleasure, I admired my lady, who, sitting on my dick, had been in an endless orgasmic state for a long time. Her orgasm lasted and lasted. That will calm down a bit. So, from the barely noticeable squeezing of her papillae with my hands, the orgasm again went into the animal energy.

In front of me, I felt that my body had become softened, or that female body exhausted from sex, or the passionate body of a woman, ready to again rush away from weak jumps on my penis in a state of crazy jumps on my penis. Eyes with fiery glitter, and the happiest smile, and relaxed dangling boobs, and swollen clitoris — everything radiated nirvana.

I just tried to transfer her from the state of the rider to the flank, as Tanyusha immediately, startled, resolutely aligned herself on my penis. And, grasping both hands in my face, on the cry, on the exhale: "Well, do not go." And at the same time even more powerful drives his entire body into my penis. At the same time rubbing my pubis with my pubis. “If you want to write, write directly into me. You, my beloved, can do anything with me. ” Well, obviously Tatiana was losing her mind - perhaps she is not speaking from her own consciousness now, but for her, she speaks her subconscious.

- And so in you other men did?

- Yes.

- Who exactly did that? Is your boss

- no, not my boss. It was on the orders of another boss in another company, where my lover, Seryozha, gave me a couple of Sundays for me as a Sunday office whore.

- And the last time it was with you how long?

- 7 or 8 years ago.

- Not understood. You said that your boss began to fuck you for a year, as your husband first saw it. And the husband of you, the boss, saw 3-4 years ago. What kind of boss was you then 7-8 years ago?

- Oh, oh, oh, yes, my lover Seryozha led me through his superiors for a very long time, even before my wedding with my future husband.

And then I realized that there would not be any problems to continue questioning. Tatyana will not have to persuade to talk about himself and about his past sex life. I have dissolved the assumption that my lady suddenly closes and refuses to tell. This thought simply amazed me. And having understood this, I suddenly felt a crazy gratitude towards God, that he brought me together with such a beautiful woman !!!

Suddenly, the words of my Yerevan lover were remembered - do not try to help the flower to blossom.A flower under the warm rays of male hands and male care will dissolve itself in all its glittering blyadstvom female beauty. And I switched my brain from the position of the toggle switch: “I want to immediately recognize the fucking story of Tatiana’s past life” to the position of the toggle switch: “enjoyment from everything that happens.”

Kipish first three evenings dating was coming to an end. We, as we were glued together by a single lascivious idea — the idea of ​​sexual competition, for whom it was, and we fell asleep. Apparently I was deeply asleep, and Tanyusha said something there and told me not only mouth-to-mouth, but also something there when kissing my prick. In general, Tanya loved to talk directly with a member. Apparently she didn’t assume that I still catch her whisper in such communication. And bastard from her communication with her ...

And then came Monday ...