- Not. In a block in two rooms, I now live alone! And the front door to the latch and lock was closed, - was heard in response.

When I arrived the misted champagne and plastic glasses were on the table. And while Alain cut the fruit and put the grapes on a beautiful plate, and I opened the bottle and filled the container. It didn’t work out the bell, but the first glass went off with a bang. Without forcing a lady to wait, I poured a second. He was drunk on brotherhood. They kissed ... She blushed from two glasses and when I stretched, kissed her again, she replied. A break for a kiss was delayed and my hands slid over my shoulders, sank down, stroking my thighs and buttocks down. Alyona’s hands didn’t stay out of work, stroking my body. When we, "choking," broke our arms, she said quietly:

- And you do not want to rinse?

- Yes, do not mind. And you will rub a back? - I said playfully.

- You will kill yourself ... - Alena replied, laughing, and slapped me lower back, sending me into the bath, - there is a towel hanging on the door, - came the message.

— 3-

When I got out of the shower and opened the door to the room, I was taken aback. The curtains were pushed in, and there was a yellowish gloom in the room. I never wore a shirt and carried it in my hands. She sat on the bed, moaning, and looked at the lit odorous candle that stood on the edge of the table.

- you what? - I asked sympathetically.

- I do not know ... It became sad ... We burn through like this candle, that's all!

- Come on, Alena, you're just tired. Let me pour you some more champagne? - I said, coming up and sitting down next.

“No ...” she shook her head.

- Well, do you want a massage? - I continued my attempts

- Do you know how? She turned to face me.

- Yes, not very ... But I can gently stroke and bruise ... - I embraced her, and kissed her ear, I whispered.

She froze when my lips touched her. And when the tongue walked all over the ear and began to tickle, she laughed.

“Leave me alone ... Ticklish ...” she grumbled, pressing closer and closer to me.

- It's only the beginning! - “shook up” I, going to the neck.

“Ooo, oh, oh, oh ...” she confirmed with delight.

My hand slowly slid off my shoulder, stroking her chest. She sighed heavily and closed her eyes. And I, feeling for the nipple sticking through the fabric, began to stroke it. Without meeting opposition, I bent my head even lower and gently clamped my nipple with my teeth. After waiting a bit, he squeezed gently. She grabbed my head and pressed me to my immense chest.

- Hug me tight ... And kiss, kiss, kiss ... - whispered her lips.

“Yes,” I barely managed to say, “burrowing” into such a seductive hollow between the breasts.

My hands groped her robe. Plenty to admire and kiss her breasts with dark and hard nipples, I looked up at my face. She smiled, and then said in an intermittent whisper:

- Where have you been before? Honey ... - and burst into tears.

- ... - confused, I kissed a wet face with tears, repeating, - I was looking for you ... I was looking for a long time ...

When our lips met, then nothing could interrupt our kiss. Her tongue hot snake, penetrated into my mouth. I answered and we, having lost balance, fell down on the bed. She kissed passionately. Slightly biting at my tortured tongue and lips. And my hands stroked her back and tummy, penetrating under her robe. Ripping the hem, I roughly unzipped the last button, and my hand pressed to her crotch, hidden under her panties. I felt the heat and moisture.

- Yes ... Come on ... Now ... - she whispered.

I gently pressed there and felt how the hot body gave way to meet.

- I want to! You! Now ... - continued Alena, moving away from my face.

- Yes ... Ok ... - I whispered impatiently, trying to cope with pants.

- Well ?! - capriciously, but she also demandingly whispered.

I was torn between the need to caress her and take off her pants.Confused, he fell face down on her stomach.

“Ah ...” she breathed.

And I, leaving the pants alone, began to kiss her belly, approaching the pubis. Through the translucent panty fabric adjacent to the body, I saw a black hairline widening downwards and a wet spot. Right through the fabric of the panties, I pressed my lips, slowly gently biting her vulva and trying to reach the clitoris with the tip of my tongue.

- Yes ... You are well done ... Well, take off my panties, - and without waiting for an answer almost impatiently tore them off the hips.

I bent her legs at the knees and spread her to the sides. We froze. I admired the sight of her bosom, and she froze in anticipation.

She had high labia light brown, which opened from my manipulations to the side. Between them was the pink, shiny flesh already covered in a whitish, glossy “juice.” The hood of the clitoris moved up, opening up his pink pea. And at the bottom darkened the failure of the vagina expiring sticky grease.

I bit my lips, caressing and stroking my clit. She arched upward, tearing her buttocks off the bed. Her lips made either a growl or a moan:

- Oh ... Yeah ...

“Ugm,” I mumbled, moving down the slippery inner surface of the vulva to the cherished hole. When I pushed her tongue into her, she arched her pelvis high and shouted:

- More, I want ... - and groaned with pleasure.

But I did not continue. My tongue returned to the clitoris, and the index finger slipped into the vagina. I slightly bent it, spun them to the sides at the same time trying to bite my lips on the clitoris. The moan passed into a gurgle, and she shook her whole body, collapsed heavily downwards. My stomach spontaneously played with muscles, and my hands clutched at the sheet trying to tear white matter ... But I didn’t even think to stop, but, on the contrary, I grabbed her nipple with my free hand and began to twist, gently squeezing, and the second accelerated movement, back and forth bending his finger.

- What ... well ... are you ... doing ... eating? She squeezed out, holding back a scream, and squirming from "sweet torture."

- Well, I don’t drink tea ... - I raised my head for a moment and continued my “black deed”!

She held out for a few more minutes, holding back a scream and even biting her lip, but she still screamed with happiness and calmed down, slightly trembling with her whole body. I slowly looked up from her bosom and looked into her face.

Her cheeks were burning, although her face was pale and weary. There was a smile on her lips. Breathing was heavy and frequent.

- Fiend, you! - she whispered happily, - to which she brought the poor girl!

- So the monster? - I asked, getting up and finally coping with jeans.

My friend, swaying, looked at her, the head was almost bare and shone in a yellowish-silver light, and at the very tip a large viscous drop swelled.

- Do you want to caress him? I asked, hoping for nothing.

“Closer,” she stretched out her hand and, grabbing my “proboscis”, pulled me toward her.

Startled, I took a step forward. And rested a member in a soft chest, free-lying on a sheet. After waiting a little, I rubbed my head against the white supple flesh, and then the nipple. She slightly raised her head, tongue licked instantly dried lips. I gave the body forward and she, having intercepted the trunk, began to lick the head. A shiver ran through my members, and I exhaled sharply, moving even closer. Stretching out his hand, he began to drive a finger over the hood covering the clitoris.

It was indescribably pleasant and exciting when the tongue touched naked flesh. He slightly quivered when touched, as if enveloping my friend. Then she took the whole head in her mouth and, bending down, began to suck, making shallow frictions. Unconsciously, I began to move forward, trying to penetrate deeper into this gentle mouth. For a moment, she looked up from her occupation and said:

- Only shallow and slower ...

- ... - I agreed, nodded, and my organ entered the mouth again.

Red lips tight ring covered member, sliding along the tongue back and forth ...

- How I feel good ... - I whispered, slowly sinking, then almost ... Read more →