Exhaling a few times, she fell silent, stroking her belly. Lidka’s bristled head appeared from behind my back.

- Sweetie. - Olga smiled. - Where did you learn so?

- He taught. - She smiled drunkenly.

- I taught you another! - Member demanded the implementation of accumulated in the head and the trunk itself. Therefore, as a husband, without any ceremony I pushed her back, spread these sweet legs and drove into the very mouth of a volcano. Not trying on, not counting the trajectory. She sobbed, groaned, arching her back, spreading her fingers. Now a little more and Dick will finish. Assertively moving forward - back inside the viscous magma of her sweet pussy, I was surprised. Usually, its volcano was light, hot, cramped. And here!? My dick walked inside it, without touching the walls, more and more covered by a viscous and very burning lubricant. A little more and she just starts to suck me into myself. But Lika moaned - protractedly, with some kind of rumbling pushed me away, huddled in the waves of an orgasm, squeezing in the fetal position. Everything. She already will not admit to itself. Even if I will take by force. I looked bewildered at Olga's burning eyes, in which a flame of excitement raged.

- Go here. - She extended her hand. “Is she already everything?”

- Everything. - Lika turned onto her side, without changing posture. - Now ask, do not ask the answer will be one.

- I will help you. - She moved closer to me, helping with her foot aside. Curly shoots smoothly dissolved the triangle in the lower abdomen in the dullness of the lighting, which made it seem that it was just a continuation of this space — such a mystical picture. - Listen, and Lidka, it seems that already asleep.

We calmed down, listened. Indeed, Lika breathed evenly, a little noisy, but calm. I fell asleep.

- Cut off. - I grinned. - I got my own and was cut off. How many drank?

- Half from zero seven vodka. - Olga hugged her hot member. - Only about you from her and heard these past three months. Are you such a giant sex?

- I? - She worked artificially. ABOUT! It will be necessary to say Lidki about it. What eyes will she have, eh? - Usually. - Although the last three months we have really had some kind of sex marathon. We were initiated by turns. Then I will not give her a pass in the kitchen, then she will climb into the bathroom with me or in the hallway from work she will meet in one apron. - Why did you give to drink?

- Could not stop. “She was playing with my scrotum, never taking her eyes off my face.” - Recently, I was so worried about sex. Topics related to it. And she got more and more depressed ...

- Four months there is no peasant. - My hand slipped on her nipples, tickled brown circles. She laughed softly, leaned back. Is it offered to me in the traditional way? But no, just the stomach is tired.

- She is a restless girl. - Stomach interfered, but Olga found a position that allows us each to get his own. She has my cock in her mouth, and I have access to her triangle.

- are we careful? - I looked at her face.

- Watch out. - She licked her lips. - Just put your palm and that's it. No more - I will get more.

- Okay! - I lay down next to her, kissed his shoulder.Although the member was howling from insecurity and unsightly, I wanted to do something else. - We will not experiment.

- Why? Do you want - She, devil, understood me. - Want to try?

- Can? - She nodded, leaned forward slightly. What is her nipple! It smells like honey! She giggled, gently hit me on the forehead.

- You do not get carried away. - I jumped to the second nipple. - I'm excited! Is that bad.

- You have them ... - I tried to find a word, but waved my hand. Do not find words to describe these feelings.

- So Yurka also speaks. - She got up on all fours. - Come on, still I'll cut you. And then your fingers have already begun to look for approaches to my ass. And I'm still a girl there. And I will not give anyone. Even Yuri.

What is true is true. My pampering with delicious honey mountains was accompanied by raids along her thighs, further under the fold and every time closer and closer to ... Wow! What is she doing !? Olga tightly wrapped her lips around my head and just began to jerk the dick, periodically plunging it deep into her mouth. Hands themselves rushed to her head, but were stopped by claws, stuck in the stomach. I understand, I lie, I get pleasure and nothing more.

She swallowed my sperm waves greedily, leaning my heavy breasts on my stomach, allowing me to kiss her thigh, to stroke her hairy crotch, full and hot lips. Something was in this curly wavy hairs - they stirred, attracted, gently tickling the skin on the fingers. At the moment of the first impact of a wave of sperm, I, involuntarily, slightly squeezing, grabbed her lips. Olga responded immediately - destroying the turret from her palms, with which she limited my movements to meet her member, buried her face in pubic hair. How nice it is! My cock rested against something soft, agitated under its pressure. But it was only for a moment. She again grabbed a member, nodded, they say, do not even think so again, and continued to pull me out of sperm.

- Yurka climbs out of our skin so that we can live separately. - She was lying on her back, legs apart and arms outstretched. Her breasts, settled under their weight, represented two leaning turrets - the foothills of the belly that raised above them. - Here and in this foolish business trip got involved in order to earn money. And I do not need money. He is needed.

- He tries. - I stroked her hair, fingered them. - He is not so simple there.

- Know a little. - She sighed, setting in motion the chest-turrets and the mountain-belly. - He doesn't say everything. Hides.

- I'm looking for a job in our city. - Eh! Now it would be located between its marble legs, the entire length of the resting member, the whole weight! M !!!

- Sleeps. - Lika slept already unfolding from her posture of a curved question mark. - How is she?

- Good. I am pleased with her to tremble at the knees. - Especially, lying next to you. But this, of course, I did not tell her.

- I'm talking about something else. - She chuckled. - She's right. You really are a sexy maniac.

***

Morning overtook us with the smell of coffee. I nicked my eyes, looked around first, dizzy, restoring position in time, space and condition, then determined the states of Lika. She slept, wrapped in a blanket. Clear. Yesterday drank half zero seven? Hmm. The morning will be very stormy. She drank only a couple of glasses of wine. Red. Not more. And then vodka and immediately four hundred. Only wine pairs have become the reason that now we have such a page in our family life. Nice page. Which is then remembered with pleasure and regret of the impossibility of repeating.

She stood in her robe at the coffee machine, watching the trickles stretching into the cup. Her belly, free from the fabric of her robe, protruded with a draft hillock.

- Awoke? - She smiled. Hair, picked up in a bun, from turning the head scattered over the shoulders. - Would you like some coffee?

- I will. - I tucked the belt in jeans.

- I hung a yellow towel for you, pink for Lidka. - She turned, intending to put a cup on a saucer on the table. The floors of the bathrobes spread even wider to the sides, firing out the chest.I was fascinated by their movements, unwittingly swallowing a lump in my throat. That worm was brought back inside me, which was a sign of only one thing - I had an animal growing up wanting to have this woman. It was this desire that led me to marriage with Lidka.

- Turns? “She looked into my eyes carefully — like an investigator in films — obviously wanting to know the truth.”

- And how. - I lowered my eyes. - It is not good to stare. I understand, but I can do nothing with myself.

- I'm so excited by you? - She leaned her shoulders, freeing from the robe. I stared at her charms, not even trying to do something. - In this form? - She turned slowly, showing wide hips, filled breasts with protruding ...