1. Tatyana. Part 1: Introduction
  2. Tatyana. Part 2: First night
  3. Tatyana. Part 3: The First Days
  4. Tatyana. Part 4: Monday. Public sex in front of a neighbor
  5. Tatyana. Part 5: Wednesday. Connected son and neighbor
  6. Tatyana. Part 6: The first story of Raphael about the bride-whore Yulya
  7. Tatyana. Part 7: The second story of Raphael about the bride-whore Yulya
  8. Tatyana. Part 9: Tatiana's first revelations about the current working day
  9. Tatyana. Part 10: Introducing the SW Restaurant
  10. Tatyana. Part 11: Events at SW Restaurant
  11. Tatyana. Part 12: Conversation

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so touching and gentle - as if you first need to feel - is it really YOU ?! I was generally afraid to pronounce any words. It was such a state — as if from one cynical word — everything would collapse. I was embarrassed by shyness and humility - I wanted to become ALREALY and, at the same time, if it were allowed, then at least gently touch any piece of my beloved woman.

Oh my God! Almost exactly the same thing behaved, and my Tanya! There were tears in her eyes. And this circumstance literally paralyzed me. Well, at least mentally squeeze out at last any question - the brain dictated to me. But I just smeared it with my fingertips with tears on her cheeks. And then, barely touching her cheeks with her lips, she licked her tears. Suddenly, Tatiana gripped me so tightly with her hands, and a moan escaped from her, with lamentations: "Ilka-Ilychka-only you-my-happiness."

Well, finally, at least some words after so gentle admiring each other. And again - I'm not the first. Again, Tatiana, ahead of my timid deeds. Immediately followed and my words LOVE-to-their-only! And this meant that I did not dare to ask her: “who? How? And how many times has she fucked at her work today? ”STOP! But yesterday, too, someone fucked her too! Well, yes - after all, she was leaving in stockings, and yesterday she met me right here, at the entrance of my factory - without stockings. Well, the fact that today she was wearing not only stockings, but also a bra and panties - what's this?

I with such pleasure spent on her translucent fabric her dress, just showing it with my hands - and where is the bra? But never asked this question.

“Okay, okay, I remember that if you don’t tell your beloved, only husband, where bras and panties go at work, it means that I cheat on my husband. So - I did not change you, because at home and tell you everything.

Instead of giving out at least some cue, I continued to enjoy the fact that the beloved woman is nearby and how she understands me that she is about to share her office sexual adventures with me. Apparently I sighed with relief. And though my consciousness has returned to me a bit.

And then I'm not a joke as a hickey in the lips kissed his beloved. Apparently the stress of this was lifted from Tatyana. Apparently this she waited on me? Well, how much time this endless kiss took is not clear. Tatyana's nipples acted so vividly through the light fabric of the dress, which was understandable - all she needed immediately right now-here-and-here is sex right in the car at my factory's entrance.

From the backseat, I snatched some kind of jacket and threw it over Tatyana's knees and immediately launched my hand under the dress. Yes, really no panties. The fingers immediately went deep into the vagina, overcoming the flow of oncoming lubricant.

- I deeply apologize for not having reached the house. But passion as I want you.

- Apologize deeper, please.

From the tone and playfulness of such lightning-fast parry on my cue, I immediately realized that the evening, the new evening full of NEW passion-and-love came right here. And until Tatiana caught her orgasm from the fisting-in-car, we didn’t open our arms.

Well, imagine that right on the car, my deputy goes head-on. The boss and waving to me. I, with one hand, hug Tatyana from behind, and this hand, pressed back into the back of the seat, cannot be pulled out.And the second hand on four fingers is wielding in search of a point Q right at the entrance to Tatyana's uterus. I had only to nod my head to respond to the greeting with my deputy. The boss. But Tatyana, realizing what was the matter, willingly waved a pen to her. And, throwing his head, he immediately convulsed in convulsions of orgasm. In this theatrical parade, as her chest sways. For Tatyana, publicity is ORGAZM.

With such a mistress - do not get bored. From such courage of my beloved, I myself began to tear down the roof. Closing my eyes from bliss, I managed “to take the last shots to enjoy the duel of views between Tatiana, who frankly groaned from the orgasm that rushed at her and my stunned deputy. the boss, who at some point apparently understood what was going on.

I suddenly felt like a DRUM as it looks. My dick burst out of his pants. It seemed that my dick was about to start lowering sperm from overvoltage. What ended their audience duel - I already did not care. I opened my eyes only when Tatiana loosened her hold of the lock from her legs. Her eyes radiated happiness. And I also could not understand - can we even be moved from this place? Tatyana able to come to mind after such a violent orgasm from my hands?

- You know I quit smoking - thanks to you. - this is the first phrase that was uttered after we lay back on our seats in her car.

- I so want you to see me blooming and young. - after a pause continued Tatiana.

- All went home, you irritated me as never before. I still have time for us to make our family dinner. In which we will be all evening, yes I am. Only we are with you two. We don't need anyone.

Tatyana, with undisguised pathos, held a pen across my fly, as if making sure that my dick was with me.

“We must hurry to free you from tight panties.” Now, my dear be patient. A little bit more and you, my dear will be free !!!

I already began to get used to the fact that Tatyana immediately after her orgasm is talking to a member. This is a sign that she has received an orgasm.

- Yes, and your host as it should, feed before you rush with new forces in my indiscreet embrace. Otherwise, you know, someone instead of you handles hands where you usually look for entry into the uterus ...

Tatiana apparently suffered. Apparently she lost her sense of reality - because she began to unzip my pants and at the same time her breasts began to sway again in the pre-orgasmic state. I hurried to pull up her hands, but thereby provoked her to the fact that she gave out a childish cry: “This is my toy; feel like my pussy is waiting for him. ” Tatiana so resolutely again brought my hands under herself and under the jacket, and then under the hem of the dress, that I actually immediately re-opened my fingers into her vagina.

- Exactly. Well, here it is ...

and another 30 seconds of fisting and Tatyana already covered the second orgasm from my hands ... The second orgasm itself lasted for about ten minutes. I wandered with my hands and wandered inside her vagina, baldeya because everything was pulsing so nicely there. Now and only now, after some time after the second orgasm, Tatyana finally managed to take herself in hand and understand that we really have to go. At the same time turning on the engine, she said: "Oh, the engine managed to cool down." And while so happily looking at me.

Such an intoxicating gaze of a madly in love woman that I wanted to melt in complete bliss from everything that happens. And only my bent in half member already indignantly demanded - yes, we went already - how much can you hang around in a confined space, when a woman sits next to you for having to fuck, fuck and fuck and fuck again ...

We were already approaching the parking lot, which is opposite our windows. On the balcony still flaunted neighbor with binoculars. I automatically looked in the backseat. The packages were much more than yesterday and the packages carried pleasant smells of food. The jacket is, as I now became clear was a man. From the pocket of my jacket, I suddenly noticed a piece of matter.Wow!!! - These were the same panties that I personally wore on Tatiana this morning. Then I reached for the jacket consciously and from another pocket I also took out the same bra, which I also put on Tatiana this morning.

Tatiana had already stopped the car and, noticing that I had taken her underwear from the jacket in general, somehow routinely reported:

- A chef told foreigners to take my underwear. Well, the Italian put in his pockets. I brought him to the hotel, ... Read more →

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