restroom.

Romik leaned toward Dimac:

- Dimik, you have ten minutes, if you do not cope, then fuck, today you are with nothing. While everything is not dead, offer her a massage, you see, that she was hunched over. First, on the chair, then go to the sofa. I spend your little sister, I will not be forty minutes, enjoy! Just do not sit back with your hands like a dolboyeb!

The outer door closed.

***

Romik with Ksenia stood at the entrance. Summer evening cast romance.

- Ksyuh, sorry for what happened.

- Nothing wrong.

- Is everything ok?

- Yes, I liked it.

“I won't take you to my house, I'll go for cigarettes.”

- I'll get along.

“Lada,” he turned and went to the nearest store.

“Fuck, what a girl, huh? Yes, if she was not Dimkina sister, then oh! Hold me seven! But not in a patsan way, not in a patsan ... "- Romik felt lousy.

***

As agreed, he returned after forty minutes.

“If these losers failed, then let them blame themselves. An experiment with white mice ends. ”

“Blyay, and the door to the apartment did not close fucking, so I’m down” - Romik had time to slam a beer on the way from the store, and was in an upset-depressed state. He was already slightly swaying, and he was overwhelmed by longing. Everything was going awry and not at all the way he had planned.

“Eat, and this is what!”

To him, with his back in the corridor, bent over, a seductive body, watching through the slightly open door to the room what was happening there.

The body was really, very, very, straight hair spread over the shoulders, high heels made angular body expressive. And these jeans, Romik has already seen them today.

The body, sensing its presence, instantly looked back in fear, leaning against the wall and straightening up with an arrow.

- So! - trying to figure out, Romik said softly, looking at her. And in the room, there was obviously some kind of movement, the music was still playing. - I did not understand something, like I spent you?

- Yes ... I decided to return, - Ksyuha answered faintly, - and here ...

Romik came up.

“And then ...” he said thoughtfully, peering through the slightly open room door.

Yanka was completely naked, in one t-shirt that was pulled up from under which her breasts stuck out, kissing Oksanka, galloping on Lech, who lowered her trousers. Oksanka, in turn, immediately on the couch, kneeling in her shorts, was kissing Yanka, and half-dressed Dimik, who was behind, pawed her unceremoniously. And clearly Oksankin cowards had not long to be on it.

Romik stirred in his pants.

He turned to Ksyuha, her face had mixed feelings, but they called him. It seemed to him so.

“Fuck, sister there or not sister, what the fuck is the difference. Itself asked for it. I'm not iron either. ”

He was on the contrary, immediately taking her ass, dramatically pulled to him, tearing off from the wall. He had no doubt that she would serve.

- So peeping, you say? - He asked, and without waiting began to kiss Ksenia.

From Romik was such a masculine pressure, which, completely, demolished the tower. Directness and rigidity, depriving even the potential will to resist. So powerful that they did not want to resist. Ksenia has already understood that she will allow him to do anything with herself. It came from within.

He dragged her to the bathroom. And locked the door behind him.

Along the way, a thought passed him:

“All fucked up! I can not anymore".

He continued to hot kiss Ksenia, she answered. Her, everything that happens is also excited to the depths of consciousness.

He took her by the chest, carefully naminaia, a shiver passed over her body, began to unbutton her blouse, taking it off. Coped with the clasp bra and threw it to the side.

“Ksyush, you are so beautiful,” she said, gasping for breath.

“You too,” she answered immediately. Her heart was pounding.

He unbuckled the belt on her jeans, and taking up the buttons of his fly, put his hand in his underpants. Going down the belly, below. He felt the labia and clitoris, framed by short soft hairs. Started stroking in circular motions.A spasm went through Ksyuha and she clutched Romika between her legs.

“Get him out,” he whispered in her ear, continuing to work with his fingers.

She nervously, undid the pants of his pants.

Member released and fell into her hand. She began to cheat him, but not very skillfully. Romik slightly twisted.

“Let me try it better,” he pulled off her pants with her panties and turned his back to him, forcing him to lean on the sink.

She appeared before him as she is, refined and sensual. Teenage angular. Hair spread over a flexible back.

“You can still stop,” - according to the mean-spirited voice, the inner voice advised.

“Nothing depends on me anymore,” Romik replied in his mind.

She was a girl and it was not the best posture to deprive of virginity. Romik cautiously entered her. Ksenia felt a little pain. Very small in comparison with what was happening now.

He fucked her, holding her shoulders, and from the head all did not go the beginning of this long crazy day. This party, these faces flashing before him. Everyone needed something from him. Or maybe it just seemed to him. Romik enjoyed the victory, but was morally very tired and felt little.

"I will do her a good job later," he promised himself, continuing to move inside Ksenia.

There was a knock at the bathroom door:

- Romik, are you there? Are you coming soon - it was Lech.

“Yes, I feel bad,” answered Romik.

“Oh, I get it,” Lech said cheerfully, obviously already getting what he wanted.

"At least someone is on the rise today."

Romik already approached, and Ksyushka raised her head and looked with her gray eyes directly at him in the mirror. It is unlikely that she enjoyed, but no one was to blame.

He took out his penis, and holding her waist, began to cum in the sink. She obediently watched it.

- You know that Ksyuh, stay with me today.

- And Dimka? And the rest?

- And where is the rest? They went to hell!