Quoted1>> And how do you feel about obscene language?

To be honest - completely calm. You can call me even a fucking blyud, even a slut. A moss, a litter, a spermopharynx, or a hoosooka. No matter how you name it, I do not think that you will be able to invent something new.

Such appeals even turn me on. But, to tell you the truth, I always share for myself - they are trying to insult me, or is it just a sexual game. If the second - will achieve that I "flow." If the first - well ... I can beat my knee between my legs too.

However, there was one very, very pleasant case ...

It was a long time ago. I will not bore you with unnecessary details - they don’t care what you were going. I was lying on the couch, in an embrace with a very tall and pumped up guy, and watched some kind of youth comedy.

Here at least kill - I do not remember what. Some silly movie with a bunch of vulgar humor and heroes who have the entire thought process going exclusively through their pants. However, given that Roma’s hand had been fumbling for fifteen minutes in my panties, caressing my ass, the film was doing its job.

The boy's underpants were lying on the floor a long time ago, I felt his standing cock pressed against my back. In my mouth I had an incomparable taste of the fuck - the suction was a complete success, although I did not let Roma finish it - I wanted to frolic. And, oddly enough - to watch the same movie.

I slightly turned over, settling in a bit more comfortable. Roma sat straight up, while I laid my head on his shoulder, not forgetting, however, it was more convenient to intercept a member with my hand - I didn’t even think to give a guy any relief just because I was tired of lying down.

The penis was rather large — a little more than twenty in length, although it was barely a centimeter in diameter by two and a half. In short - the most it is for the question: "What is better - big or huge?"

The film hardly passed for half when my mobile phone rang.

“Some kind of“ Igor, ”Roma handed me the phone.

- Hello? - I picked up the phone, pre-decimated saliva in my hand and slowly began to masturbate Roma.

- Hi, huesosochka! - My ex-boyfriend’s cheerful voice rang in the receiver. - How are you there?

“Thank you, just fine,” I grinned, slightly accelerating my hand movements. Romka twisted and launched his palm into my panties, tightening my ass tight.

- Come on, Alenka, please me! - ingratiatingly stretched Igorek.

“Your damn thing is just fine!” - I laughed. - Thanks for asking!

Roma raised an eyebrow in surprise, looking at me, but for a moment I interrupted my caress and put the same finger to my lips. I licked him, wetting with a new portion of saliva and returned the guy sitting next to him to the dick, having beaten off his desire to interrupt the unexpected game.

Perhaps, I’ll tell you a little about Igor. He was my ex-boyfriend. At least, I considered the relationship over, while he drove it into his head that I would wait until he returned from some kind of three-month business trip somewhere to the east coast of Russia.

And everything would be fine, but only Igor had one huge dignity. Having learned about my very tolerant attitude towards curses, I myself didn’t notice how each of our conversations, live or on the phone, it didn’t matter, turned into a sort of orgy of oral debauchery.

- It's cool here, my bitch! So I decided to call you - to warm up about your lecherous voice, damn! - said Igor. From his tone, I realized that he was pretty tipsy. Yes, and spoke without lowering the voice - see, not afraid to be overheard.

The idea to play came to me by itself.I more or less knew the preferences of Igor and assumed that the conversation with him could be easily delayed for at least a couple of hours. While Roma was something completely new to me and I had no idea how vulgar I could be with him.

In the end, without risk, what's the point of dissolving? And I put at stake our new relationship with Roma. In the end - a small loss, if not burn out.

- Wait a bit, Igorek, - I asked.

Resolutely stood up and quickly pulled off her panties, throwing them across the room. The rest of the clothes, however, did not take off. I rummaged in the phone a bit and set the speakerphone on, putting the phone on a small table next to the sofa.

- That's it, I'm ready! - I threw.

- Oh, you're my darling favorite! And what did you do? - right there on the whole room asked Igor.

I pressed my finger to my lips again, calling for Roma to keep quiet, and knelt before him.

“Oh, Igorek, she took off her panties,” I said, and immediately began to quickly suck on a firmly standing cock.

- Oh, you are a slut! - laughed Igor. - What, so much you want?

- Well, you know me! - I burst into laughter, shaking about the dick wet from the saliva, cheek. - I'm always ready to fuck!

- Fuck you redhead! - My ex laughed. - What is busy, slut?

“I am watching a movie,” I answered honestly. Roma muffled the sound of the TV a little, but he didn’t put it on pause.

“And what about the fucking thing?”

- About how to suck! - I laughed, making another approach to Roma's dick, letting the guy know exactly how I can suck if desired.

- Oh, this is interesting! And how do you suck? - Igor took an interest.

- It is necessary to suck with the soul! - I quickly once again planted my mouth on Roma's dick, without worrying about the sound accompaniment at all. - Suck it always and everywhere! And in general, the place of real whores is on your knees, with a dick in your mouth! - I added with a laugh, reinforcing my words with very dexterous hand movements.

In the eyes of Romka such a wild desire burned to bend me and fuck off, that for a moment I even felt a little sorry for him. The guy was obviously on the move trying to figure out which game I dragged him in and who was the ex-boyfriend or husband on the other end of the line? Lust, however, clearly won - the guy simply took my hair and several times simply drove his cudgel into my mouth.

“This is my pobyadushka,” laughed Igor. - Come on, tell me about how you would suck me!

Roma with some reluctance released my head, realizing that Igor, most likely, will not wait long for an answer.

“I would do everything very beautifully,” I quickly wiped my mouth from excess saliva and stood up. - I would raise a topic for you to see my fucking boobs, - I pulled the fabric up and started playing with nipples. - Would play with them in front of you. In all eyes looking at your standing dick. Would you ask: “How do you suck? Slow, deep? Or maybe fast? Slap your dick on my cheeks? Or just lie down on the sofa and let you fuck my damn mouth? ”I said, pathetically, looking directly at Roma's dick.

The guy could not resist and got up, in an instant he put me on his knees and stuffed his dick in my mouth. I attacked him in a frenzy, realizing that very soon I would have to interrupt for a while.

- Do it slowly, hey! - hoarsely sounded from the tube after a half-minute silence. - Tell me in all details, redhead slut!

I stood up a little and pushed Roma, forcing him to sit back down on the sofa.

“I take the penis in my hand, spend it with my fingertips,” I languidly began to describe my actions. - I will moisten my hand with saliva, spread it on the member as it should I know you like wet suction.

“Yes, pobryadushka, you know me,” judging by his voice, Igor, on the other end, has already begun to play. - Go on, nipple!

- I'll lick your cock a few times. From the very eggs to the tip, ”I repeated everything I had just said. - And several times slowly take in your mouth as deep as possible!

I opened my lips wide and slowly planted on a firm dick. To be honest, the game fascinated me. I liked the lustful look of Roma.He looked at me as if he had seen such a girl for the first time. With wild adoration. But at the same time, it was felt that he was not just stripping me with his eyes — no, it was already completely different. Romka already simply mentally fucked me ...