Eugene felt the warmth of her fingers. If a member could scream, he would now scream with impatience. It cost an incredible effort to restrain himself.

When the pants came down, a hard hillock burst from his underpants. Yunah’s eyes widened:

“It seems you have a dangerous transformation again ...” she said uncertainly, and put her palm on the penis that reared under her underpants.

- Mmm, yes ... yes ... - Eugene moaned. - And only you can help me with this.

With these words, Eugene pulled off his pants and threw them away. Now he, like Yuna, was completely naked. Strong poured dick swayed in front of the goggle of the girl, glinting droplet grease speaking. And she looked at him with a mixed expression of amazement, genuine delight and awe.

- What a huge! - she exclaimed.

She wanted to touch this frightening, but very attractive object, but she apparently did not dare.

“Hm,” Eugene grinned with satisfaction, flattered by her remark. - Well, so huge, - he played out modesty.

- Yes! - She began to assure. - We have men have small tails, like this, - she pointed to his ring finger.

“Well, he reacts to you,” said Yevgeny, smiling pleasantly,

- What does it mean - to me? - again the girl was surprised and restlessly shifted on the table.

“It means you like me, that is, you like him,” Eugene explained. - It swells and lengthens because I see you.

“Honey, hold me by the neck, and wrap your legs around the waist,” he said, trying to speak confidently, although his voice sat with impatience.

- But it won't hurt you? - Yuna asked doubtfully and wanted to touch the swaying member.

- Not! Not! - Eugene managed to grab her hand. - Do not touch! While it is impossible, otherwise the eruption will be!

- Vulcano? - in a frightened whisper Yuna asked, without taking her amazed eyes from the member. - Is it really that dangerous? - Pointing at the risen member with a finger, she asked doubtfully.

- Yes, that is, no ... Honey, do as I said! - Eugene picked her up in his arms, sitting his ass on the palm.

Thin arms wrapped around his neck, soft breasts tickled his chest - Yevgeny even had a pounding heart like a sprinter, and the girl's long legs closed around his waist. A member himself unmistakably found the only correct way and rushed to the desired wet place. Never before had Eugene not noticed such amazing agility behind his penis, as if the member had gained a mind and acted consciously. While his master completely lost the remnants of the mind.

Hiding his face in Yuna's hair, Eugene literally ran out of the kitchen and in an instant he was in the bedroom. When he, lowering his burden on the bed, bent over her, Yuna suddenly began to kiss him herself. “A talented student of mine,” he only managed to think. The kiss was passionate, so lively that all thoughts disappeared immediately. Yuna wriggled under him, squeezing his legs with her legs, scratching her back with her fingers. And when he entered it with one smooth wiggle, she screamed subtly, stopped for a moment, and started moving again, already adjusting to his rhythmic movements.

They finished at once. Recovering, she suddenly asked:

- This is the eruption of which you spoke?

“Yes,” Eugene breathed, continuing to squeeze her in his arms.

Yuna’s return laugh surprised him:

“Why are you laughing, honey?”

“It’s just that I’ve never been so good,” she admitted and suddenly remarked: “It turns out sex is a lot of fun,” she giggled and, slyly squinting, suggested: “Come on, I really want another eruption of you!

- Well, finally! How did you scare us! - Eugene heard a male voice. Hardly lifting heavy eyelids saw the eyes before him ... The eyes of Yuna ?! Or ... Yes, her eyes were hers, but chestnut gold hair was removed under a neat dazzling white hat. “Medical cap,” Eugene guessed, “pants and jacket. - Where I am? And who is this next to Juna? Who is the man in the white coat? ”

Yuna was peeking over his shoulder.

- Do not worry, Yevgeny Nikolayevich, everything is fine.Everything is already well, - the man assured. - You are lucky that Yunona Georgievna noticed your awakening and called me.

- Where I am? - Eugene found that he could speak.

“You are in the hospital,” said the doctor, and taking Eugene’s wrist, held him for several seconds, whispered something to Yuna. - In the shirt were born. Just three days in a coma. Your car got under the truck. But you have - no scratches, only a strong bruise of the head. Lie still. Yunona Georgievna will sit with you.

With these words he came out.

- Your name is Juno? - asked Eugene. Now he realized that she was a nurse. But eyes, face, figure ... It was his Yuna! Inomirianka ... Or? ... Thoughts were confused.

Yes - she smiled a familiar smile. “But please call me just Yuna.”

“Good,” Yevgeny whispered. Closing his eyes, he felt a small tender hand lay on his forehead.