her and then finished on the back.

“I'm in the shower,” I wipe her back with the edge of the blanket. - Rest.

On the way, I grabbed her clothes and threw them into the washing machine. Showed care, you can say.

Jets of warm water helped to finally sober up, to assess the situation. Felt just great. I fucked the woman in all holes, subdued, brought to orgasm. It felt like something pleasant, something at the animal level. Male!

“Sorry, I can't find my clothes,” a timid voice from behind the door. - I have to go.

Funny. Usually you will not get rid of them, they beg for gifts, they want to go to restaurants, but here ...

- What's your name? - I ask.

- Irina Vladimirovna.

“Irochka,” it is not very convenient to speak through the door, but she does not enter. - My name is Igor - this is the time. Come on you, and that is ridiculous already. I threw your clothes in the laundry; you go home in the morning — these are two.

- But, how ...

- I said everything! - I add severity, in response to silence.

When I came out of the shower, my guest was in full swing in the kitchen, to my surprised eyes, there appeared a ready-made fried egg, chopped up salad and neat sandwich-bread from black bread, sprat and mayonnaise.

Nothing so delicious.

Irina, embarrassed by her nakedness, fed me fussily, washed the floor in the hallway while I was saturated, and began to wipe the table after I had washed the dishes.

On this table I laid it out and threw my legs over my shoulders. Entered with one push, she was already wet.

The woman again moaned and gasped, bit her lips and rolled her eyes. Before the tight jet of my seed shot her on the stomach and chest, she managed to not less than three times to huddle in an orgasm. How easy to bring it!

He wanted to leave his limp body on the table, but changed his mind. I pull off. She sways, hangs on me. Thanks, kisses on the neck, shoulder. I put my arms around her and put my hands on my buttocks, lazily wrinkling, with my finger I find the hole in my anus. Ira shudders and publishes an involuntary groan. Yes, I understood, I understood! It hurts you ass, I will not.

With one hand, I wrinkle her ass, with the other I stroke my back, for the first time I find her lips with my own. There is something in it ... I just can't understand what. I continue to search. I am looking for lips and hands all over her body.

She kneels smoothly and starts to thank me. Feelings are completely different, not like the first time. Her skills have not increased, but passion ... Well, damn well, it's even a shame to finish it so quickly in her mouth.

Ira disappeared into the bathroom, where she splashed for a long time.

I casually threw off the bedspread and made the bedclothes. Tired like a dog, I wanted to sleep. He took off his panties, throwing him aside, and settled himself under the blanket.

Ira appeared, glanced uncertainly at me, then gently folded the coverlet, picked up my underwear, took it to the laundry. Here is an infection!

When she returned, I laid her on my back without much ado, took her ankles and spread my legs wide. In her eyes flashed a slight delight ... or did it seem to me?

I fought her for almost an hour, making her scream and scream from orgasms. He put in such uncomfortable poses, that from tiredness in a woman her legs were weakened. The narrow cave was designed, otmassirova, and gentle sponges are strained and rubbed.

To finish, I was hammering a practically unfeeling body. Ira was cut off a few minutes ago.

I myself was ready to sleep, barely spilled the seed, but I was distracted by the mobile call.

“Okay, I forgive you,” Elvira said. - Call the checkpoint, let them pass me.

An image of a skater model appeared in front of his eyes, and thousands of men were drooling over it. Busty, asshole, skillful ...

- Do not call me more, - I felt for Irina my ass and squeezed with my free hand, the woman was sleeping peacefully. - We are all over. Forever and ever.

I deleted Elvira's number ... I also squeezed it, squeezed a gray mouse, turned it on my back, bit the nipple. Slept like a log.

Removed the number of Angela, Jeanne, Julianna, Kira ...

Ira did not wake up even when I parted her legs and entered. Slow movements, I moved in her, buried his nose in the shoulder, enjoying the smell. Again the bed sheet was stained with seed ...Tomorrow in the morning she will definitely want to wash bed linen. And still make breakfast.

Something in it all the same is ...

And she will not go anywhere.

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