It was the second hour of the night. The face of Andrei Shulgin illuminated the computer monitor, forgetting everything in the world, the master printed the story. When the work was successfully posted on your favorite site, he stretched, wanting to stretch his stiff limbs.

“It’s time to go to bed, because I’m going to work tomorrow morning,” Andrew thought and wanted to turn off the computer, but his attention was attracted by the message. He opened the message with surprise and read into the small print: “Andryusha, you are the best storyteller on the site. I look forward to your new masterpieces. Kisses Sweetheart. In the photo there was a pretty redhead.

“Well, the photo is clearly somewhere slyamzil, but honey speeches addressed to me are interesting.” Like any novice author, he fell into ecstasy from any praise. Andrei repulsed a message from a red stranger, something like: “Thank you, very nice. What city are you from? ”

"From Moscow," the answer came and it started ...

He forgot about the early rise to work and sat at the company until the morning. They talked about everything in the world: about tastes, preferences, sex, they had a lot in common. Andrei almost fell in love with a beautiful maiden hiding behind a scabrous picture. And he went all-in: called Slastina on a date. The girl surprisingly quickly agreed, she did not work too hard, she didn’t fill the price, but simply answered: Come on!

Shutting off the shift, Andrew, on returning to his native land, began to gather at the arrow. He was burning in anticipation of the meeting, imagining how he would touch a tender girl (he was sure that Sugar was a real beauty), would kiss a nymph on his scarlet lips, throw him into bed. It was decided, at the end of the walk, to invite Slashenka to her. Andrew checked the stocks of condensed milk and resolutely walked out the door, leaving the smell of fresh cologne in the apartment.

At the subway, he bought a bouquet of buttercups (in fact, tulips, but all the flowers in the world were just buttercups for him) and went to the designated place. She recognized her from afar. The girl stood at the monument, like a red flag over the Reichstag, drawing undue attention to her person. Curly red hair fluttering in the wind, a red cloak tightly adhered to a slender figure, and red shoes with legs completed the image of a femme fatale.

- Sweetheart? - Andrey specified. She smiled and nodded with her curly little head:

- Yes it's me. Andrey Shulgin?

When priorities were set, and the names are named, he shoved a bouquet of tulips into her hands, trying to hide the disappointment in his eyes. No, the girl was pretty, but some vulgar, vulgar, but on the other hand, with a decent girl, you can’t make porridge on the first evening, that is, you won’t take it to bed.

- Do you like sweets? - asked Andrew, to somehow save the situation caused by the awkwardness.

“Very,” she laughed. - My name is Nastya.

“Nastya,” the guy tasted her name. Nastya I have not had, will be the first. "

For propriety, they walked around the little square, the guy's tension gradually began to subside, he caught himself thinking that he was openly admiring the girl. He liked everything about her: manner of speaking, sparkling laughter, excellent sense of humor, and also brilliant green eyes.

- And we will go to me? - Andrew suddenly suggested. A smile faded from her pretty face.

“Andrew, I'm not like that,” Nastena seriously replied.

- I understood, just sit down for a chat, to be honest, my legs already hurt, - he admitted, - I have a cake, - the cunning Shulgin made a knight's move.

- Let's go to! Only no molestation, - the girl shook a manicured finger with a manicured finger.

“I solemnly promise not to bother,” Andrew swore.

He opened the door of his apartment and let Nastya go ahead, she bent down to take off her shoes, and the guy could barely hold his hands so as not to pinch her elastic buttock. “It is better not to drive the horses, otherwise it will get scared and run away. It is necessary to put down her vigilance ”- drove the pikaper thoughts in Shulgin’s head.

Nastya spanked barefoot into the kitchen and sat down at the polished table, must have been waiting for tea / coffee. The owner turned on the kettle and quickly “covered the glade”, languishing with impatience to quickly end the official part of the meeting.He was impatient to move on to what they actually gathered here.

Keeping on the face of the apotheosis of hospitality and hospitality, Andrew almost fed his guest with a cake with a spoon. On his territory, he felt more than a confident male, so he actually pulled Nastya from the table:

- Let's go sit on the couch.

A huge couch was waiting for them in the room. The girl instantly appreciated the situation and said with an echid:

- Maybe you wanted to say we lie down?

- Why don't you take off your raincoat? - A question to the question answered the owner of the situation.

“I want to make a surprise,” with these words, she opened the cloak with one movement of the exhibitionist and showed off a beautiful female body: a bust, framed by a lace bra, panties from the same series, and bodily stockings stretched with fine lycra on slender legs. Andrew was stunned, and his younger friend stirred. The girl finally got rid of the outerwear and froze in anticipation. Andryusha died off and began to undress the beauty in order to see firsthand all her charms. First, he pulled off her bra, then panties, even squatted in front of her to get a closer look at the girl's pussy and smell it.

Women's flesh met him neatly trimmed red hair in the form of a triangle.

- Wait, maybe I'm a bathroom first? - tried to stop him Nastya

“But not this,” Andrei groaned and clung to the female treasure with a tongue. He could not wait to explore the mysterious gap, to feel the taste and the divine smell. He parted the flower with his hands and stuck his tongue, immediately feeling the spicy taste on his lips.

He gently pushed Slastena on the sofa, spread her legs, and his head was attached between her thighs. The lover relished the sweet bud with all the passion he was capable of. Nastya squirmed like a snake, all striving to scratch Andryusha’s back, but every time he dodged tenacious nails. Women, they are like to leave marks.

Convulsively unbuttoning his fly, Shulgin released his cock sticking out with a stake in order to plunge it into a hot crevice. He launched his boyfriend, not even taking off his pants. Nastya gasped and squirmed beneath him. Her hair was scattered across the pillow, her face was flushed, her lips were carefully making out sounds: mm, ooo, aaa.

Andrew felt how habitually the walls of the vagina are squeezing his penis, which is hot inside, almost burning, and the heat crawled over his body again, making a back walk - up the spine, up the neck, cheeks, crawled through the ear into the skull, and head circled, just no strength.

A minute later, Nastya finished, he felt the lubricant flowing along the walls of the vagina, it flows, and the trunk is bathed in this lubricant, hot and viscous, and the vagina begins to rhythmically shrink, she bends her knees, convulsively sorts out her legs ...

He gave her enough time to recover. I drove into the kitchen, returned with a jar of condensed milk. Sweetheart was still in prostration. Andrew got a finger in her vagina and tickled there, and when he took out his finger, he raised it to her lips. The girl began to greedily lick her grease that smelled of her ...

He poured his condensed milk on his cock and called Nastya:

- Especially for you, I made my trunk sweet, will you try?

Sweetheart smiled Andryushina sharply and sat down in a comfortable position for a blowjob. In order not to stain her hands with a sticky mixture, she decided to work only with her mouth. First, tongue held on the trunk, savoring the sweet dessert, and then swallowed a member completely. The lover smiled and shook his hips.

- Mmm, tasty, - commented Nastya, looking up from the sweet toys. The girl enjoyed sucking and waited for juice, which Andrei must certainly release.

He finished, and she swallowed, eagerly and hastily, the guy knew that she liked the taste of his sperm, how he liked his own smell.