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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panties and removed and smear from there too. And then Tatiana sat down and me in order to prick the blood test. Smear in the mouth. And without asking me at all, she gave a gesture to Tatiana to get my cock out of my pants. A smear was taken from the prick.

- Everything. Enjoy your stay in our restaurant. - the nurse said with a gorgeous smile and sighed playfully, straightening her buffers from below. Left tit while literally fell out of her bra.

- Lariska, why are you embarrassing my boyfriend?

- Yes, let him get used to, your sympathetic chick. You fucked his girlfriend. You see he did not even stand on me?!?!

- Well, if you get up - so you will not stop. Oh and he tramples! The best! I'm just the best for my new husband. So that Liska-Lariska do not be offended - he is faithful to me!

And then she brought me back to this unknown for me hall in the restaurant “De Bosch”.

At the moment I realized that in this hall of this restaurant the audience was not at all youth. More precisely, there was a mixed-age audience. The waitresses were extremely sexy dressed up. And each of them was just with a big bust.

For the first time, the doorman assured me immediately: “No silicone breasts. Strictly only natural breasts. Only the most beautiful girls come here to work. ” Meanwhile, I did not even think to ask him.

At the moment, a gray-haired man flew up to us, who already fell on one knee into Tatiana's pen kisses. And then he shook my hand.

His behavior was so delicate and at the same time so measured that I immediately felt “like-in-my-dish”. Perhaps also because this gray-haired man behaved as if he were exactly the same aspirate and also a man from the world of science and the world of intelligentsia, like me.

Apparently he knew how to find a resolute approach to any person and at the same time very unobtrusively and without familiarity. From the very first words, I sincerely felt that I had known him for a thousand years. If only because he immediately inserted a couple of common Armenian words in his communication with me. As if he loves Armenia very much.

Of course, it’s up to me later that it’s just such a friendly style that “fits the client at lightning speed”. But no matter how it was there - it was very nice - especially after talking with Sergey, a greyhound neighbor.

I understood perfectly that in reality he was not addressing me, but specifically Tatyana, with questions or with these or other phrases. At the same time, he did it very diplomatically. Because on a formal basis, it would seem to anyone from the outside that he is speaking specifically to me. And Tatiana also pretended that she didn’t answer at all, but only listened to the conversation of two men. Although in fact she only skillfully let me know what would be right in the answers or in maintaining the topic of conversation.

And the whole conversation consisted in the fact that the cordial owner of this SW-restaurant was a friendly show of his possessions, along the way introducing me to all the possibilities of his establishment. If you remove all this diplomacy aside, then judge that the conversation was like this:

- I was convinced that Tatiana, as a faithful spouse, would come to visit us with her permanent, real, understanding man. And I am sincerely glad for your wonderful choice. Be here at home.As far as I can feel the resolution of Ildar, then we may immediately threaten even-numbered-for-thirsty-many-in-our-samnoy-oh-pardon-harsh-like life or prudently until we come down into odd room nests.

- Well, the determination of my chosen one and not to occupy! - as a clue, Tatyana inserted her “five kopecks”.

It remained for me only to catch the correct line of conduct and without blinking, and I firmly stated.

- Well, of course, the even number is just right.

- Ildar! This is exactly the kind of person who understands the passion of his beloved Tatiana in everything. I imagined you. Ildar, how important is it today for your Tanyushenka to relax and celebrate the merits of the last deeds? Zamakhnetsya immediately for two, no three green call?

- swipe? Yes, how it goes. After all, we can pay all our visits with one green call. The first time here, in the SW-restaurant, my narrowed. For a start, well for a start - maybe modestly!

So what is there to catch? I literally had to continue Tatiana’s response: “Let's sweep for once to begin with”

- Ildar, everything can be caught and everything can be understood at the very first acquaintance. First, first and foremost, beautiful. It will be necessary - everything at your service will be second-and-compote-to-third. Okay, okay, time and again, then in any colorful turn out.

At the same time, he gave me a warm and fatherly hug. Of course, as a 23-year-old, I perceived this gray-haired ladie as a kind of CONDUCTOR-in-the-world-hidden-opportunity-and-pleasure. Because at that very moment, suddenly the disco whirlwind on the central platform was replaced by a green searchlight, which managed to play around us. This green spotlight snatched us from the crowd when I was embraced in a paternal way by the chief of a SW restaurant.

But Tatiana literally snatched me out of the embrace of the charming director, and as soon as we merged with her, like a dancing couple, a green searchlight accompanied us from the general crowd. The downhole, unobtrusive music suddenly became very rhythmic, with an intensifying rhythm and with a bit of obscene content. This turned on all those present.

I succumbed to the universal enjoyment of happiness. I wanted to stay on the dance floor. Apparently thanks to the spotlight, which defiantly snatched us on the dance floor, he wanted to shine with his passion. Apparently something like Tatiana experienced. I more than ever felt her sexy body in my arms. Both music and rhythm seemed to strengthen and intensify both passion and mutual attraction.

It seemed to me quite sincerely to be appropriate, so that my very young friend, even if not at all, was burning with youth and sexual magnetism. Well, where did suddenly come from looseness! Courage! And still, what courage! The one that has always been in my student discos. At the moment I began to spit on the whole world. We merged with Tatiana in a passionate kiss.

Oh my God! I defiantly unbuttoned the very little button that I had forbidden to cut off my neighbor Seryozha. I remembered the scene at one of the student discos. Then one of my friends on the first dance met an unfamiliar girl in a mini skirt; and on the second dance I only slightly raised her mini skirt and not only climbed into her panties, but also pulled her panties to the knees in the dance. This saw absolutely everything. After all, they had then in this dance and acquaintance, and the first kiss, and public exposure.

And why did I suddenly remember that? Yes, just right in front of my eyes someone from a number of dancers, right next to us, puts his hand into the panties of his girlfriend. Just they are not caught by the spotlight and therefore not everyone will notice. But I have already entered the rage that I experienced at student discos.

I remembered the eyes of that girl from the student disco - she precisely in that kiss experienced an orgasm from public fisting. Compared and stupefied - yes, yes, yes, exactly the same languor in the eyes of my current friend who is dancing with me right now. And if I repeat the feat of my student friend, then I will probably also make Tatiana happy.

What worked here? God only knows ...Well, I already undid the button on the skirt, well, I myself expose my Tanya, and her eyes are just happier and happier. Well, where are the limits of what is permitted? We are looking for these boundaries. So I'm looking for. Fingers already deep in pussy. And his eyes were becoming happier. And no resistance. It was about what I'm doing right.

What's happening?! After all, the entertainer announces us "green-young-couple-our-tonight". There he quickly and with humor pronounced something about our first timid steps and deeds. With humor cynicism from entertainers, there were jokes that, they say, everyone in this room will be glad to "understand-and-forgive ... Read more →

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