him on the floor. So with your knees to lean on Valka's ass, hold the hips tight and continue to tear, tear, tear. But for a long time failed. From the form of the fiendish Valentina, the presence of witnesses, Petrovich sounded the rebound, merged into the crotch of the most chic woman with whom he slept.

12.

Fuf, Petrovich raised himself with Valyuha coming to himself, he had to smoke. This young woman completely shook him. And lifting up from Valentina, Petrovich’s eyes naturally stared at the sofa. In which with extended, whether from horror, or from the heat of desire, or else from what, sat Natalia. But she sat for a reason. The peignoir was crumpled up on a slender body by Vovin's darling, one handle covered her mouth, and the second was stuck between the legs. Here is a picture of oil.

So they froze, looking at each other. While Valentine with the noise and the words "oh, and good fucking" did not stand up to her elbows, and saw Natalia. However, it was Natalya who first spoke:

- Valya, forgive me, - she frantically tried to bring her cloakroom in order, - you are so happy, and here I am sitting, staring at you.

In confirmation of her irrelevance, Natalya frantically began to pull things on herself. It looked ridiculous and awkward. Natalia could not wear her sweatshirt because she could not get into the sleeve. Pounded her in earnest. Getting out from under Petrovich, Valentina went up to her friend, hugged her tightly and calmed Natalia with three sentences and confused Petrovich:

“You won’t go anywhere,” Natalia returned to the section, but now to the goal, “We’ll sit down, chat, drink, Petrovich will rest and make you happy too.” True, Petrovich?

No shit yourself, really! Of course, he liked it, count two women with it. Yes, and kissing Natasha was sweet. BUT, almost two! And here it smelled of real squeak and with Natalia. Petrovich shook his head, maybe it all seems to him. Nope, eyes opened, the gaze focused and betrayed two naked women. Christmas tree sticks, but Valka is not joking. Natah she just wins. Now she will pour a couple of glasses into her and break down.

I understand them. Petrovich became thoughtful, but how was he going to pull? And to hell with them, come what may. What are you building here?

- Girls, let's still sit and drink. And then think about the truth, frets?

13.

As Petrovich had supposed, Natalya diligently poured alcohol in herself. Valentina's help in this was absolutely not necessary. Natalya frankly was a coward, terribly shy at the same time. Heh, it's understandable. Sitting like that naked in the company of a naked girlfriend, well, all right. But in the presence of a naked man, then bust. In addition, alcohol did not take it. Vodka went like water to dry ground, no effect.

Valentina, supporting her friend, and throwing vodka to toast to the toast, was finally drunk. But it reached the stage of intoxication, at which vodka was drunk just like that, for the company.

Petrovich himself tried not to lean on vodka. You look, and in fact you will need his male power, but not her. But all efforts went to pieces. (Erotic stories) Through some kind of toast, the girlfriends Natasha and Valka Miron began to cry. Valyuha on the bed, and Nataha, as was on the sofa. Chuckling, Petrovich picked up the failed mistress and put her on the bed next to Valentina. At last, after snapping the slender figure of Natalia, Petrovich sighed with annoyance and covered the women with one blanket, sleep the ladies and get stronger and longer. Tomorrow comes hangover, heavy, viscous. But it will be tomorrow, and now sleep.

Through a glass of vodka, Petrovich looked at the sleeping women and smiled softly to himself. What an incredible adventure fate has thrown him! Saluting the villain, Petrovich slapped everything to the bottom and lit it. Yes, Valka, he certainly will not forget when. Lucky for some peasant, this woman is a real treasure. If only the mattress is not caught, it needs such that it would hold in strong hands. What would be a match for her herself.

Petrovich drank more, then a new one.Drunkenness came with fatigue, like a sudden avalanche. Soon it was getting light and it was a signal - it was time for the lateral, it was just a couple of hours to sleep and a train. Having approached not a firm gait to the bed, Petrovich chastely smacked the women in the foreheads. Sleep well, chicken.

The door to the room was not locked, and Vova did not sleep.

- Petrovich! - Vovchik jumped up to meet the owner who came in the room, - well, how is it?

- Sleep. You are forgiven and fully rehabilitated. Fell to yourself. There really (uk), you have a little busy, well, in the sense of a bed. Understand shorter. Come on, come on.

Petrovich pushed to the door hesitantly marking Vova.

- Petrovich, well, you are ...

- Ik ... thanks ...

The door was already closed, and Vova could not say goodbye:

- Ahhh ...

- You come in, - Petrovich once again hiccupped, - if that ...

14.

Petrovich was awakened by the usual sound of the wheels. He slept all day. And his body fought heroically with an inevitable hangover after night adventures. Petrovich occupied the top shelf of a compartment, with which he bowed his head in order to examine his fellow travelers. Everything turned out to be usual, simple and simple. In the compartment was a married couple with a plump son of five.

Mummy, was cutting sausage for dinner. Dad was reading a book, and the little one was watching something in a tablet computer. Petrovich leaned back on the pillow in deep thought. More sleep, or go to the toilet? Of necessity, it was necessary, but did not want to go down from the shelf at all. Petrovich in recent years has been the most terrible after alcoholic sore everywhere. In the head, in the mouth, in the back and ESPECIALLY in the ass. Although the pain in the ass had nothing to do with drunkenness.

No, I will not go, I will sleep more. The dream almost covered Petrovich, when the sounds and phrases of the familiar cartoon were heard from the tablet. “God help,” “aha, work like this”, “do you want it?”, “Come in, if that”. Hmm, Petrovich slammed his eyes and ears with force, drank himself, some kind of water, everything was asleep!