of particular importance ... Exactly on this “smoke break” Yarik suggested that I return to the hall, to the questions why, he answered intriguingly that this was a surprise. It was a proposal for me - a provocation that would lead me into the unknown for me gave. I understood it and thought. Thoughts were confused, I thought to myself, come on, Svetka, make a decision. Who knows if it were, if I didn’t agree ... But I decided that it’s time to start the adventure, and in general, this is the right moment. And she agreed.

We walked into the hall, but did not go to our seats, but moved further through the hall, he led me by the hand, I walked obediently, not resisting. He took me to the VIP room, in which 15 minutes ago, according to the established tradition, they hid the bride. He closed the door and hugged me again, as much as during the day, for a walk. And kissed, this time on the lips. And this time I did not push him away. For the whole day he managed to charm me and even excite me. Yes, and I liked his kiss.
He looked at me playfully, took a key from his pocket and theatrically closed the room from the inside and hid the key in his pocket. I realized that he would not let me out just like that, it turned me on and scared at the same time. I got dizzy. But champagne and prolonged abstinence helped me not to think at that moment. I looked around the room - the tables stood along the walls, in the middle of the room stood a lonely chair on which the bride had just sat, the other chairs apparently carried out to the common room for guests. He again pulled me to himself and sat down on this chair. He invited me to his lap. I sat down and we started kissing. He kissed my lips, neck, ears, I answered him the same, our hands walked over each other's bodies. I whispered something absurd to him, not at all appropriate for the situation, as I am afraid that we will be caught, that I’m actually not so crazy and all the other stuff.

He all my attempts to build a logical phrase broke off with a new kiss. I gave myself more and more to his arms, my excitement grew, my chest reared, my breathing lost, my nipples were filled with desire, and this desire was given down to the belly by animal lust. Judging by his breathing and the riser in his pants, he was experiencing something similar. He began to caress my chest, first through the dress, then took off the straps and dug into the chest with his lips. Even bit a bit. My nipples immediately hardened, and my eyes closed, and a wave of pleasure ran through my back, I bowed my instinct and barely restrained a moan. His hands crushed my chest, they just fit in his hands, but I ran my hands under his shirt, which was inconvenient, and I began to unbutton her. After exposing his torso, I began to kiss him. I told him that he looked like a warrior (and indeed, his torso was not fat, but massive, although not an athlete). After that, his hands went down below, he pulled up an already short-lipped dress and started to caress my buttocks. I didn't have pantyhose, I could feel all the movements of his hot hands. My body gave way forward, as if helping him. He took advantage of the moment, pushed my thong back and stuck his finger right into my crack. He was not very comfortable, so he could only half-place him there, but that was enough to feel how wet it was there.

I lit up like a match. After that, I no longer remember the words that we said to each other, nor fear, nor the sense of time. I began to spit at the roar of the returning crowd of guests from the street in the next hall, at the screaming tamada “bitter”, I was full of lust, and I just melted in his hands. Fear is gone, only excitement remains. I began to unbutton his pants with my hands, stroking his standing member through his underpants. I wanted to feel it in myself, I got up and began to take off his pants and underwear, and after he put on a condom (here is an infection, I was ready for anything!), He sat back on the bride's chair, and I sat down on my knees to him.He examined all my forms, stroking his palm and scattering kisses, but I caressed his cock, and feeling the pulsation of the veins on his penis, I took him in my hands, stood up and slowly sat on him. My vagina immediately "hugged" him in the impulse of pleasure. I hugged his neck and started jumping on him, at first slowly, and then accelerating the pace. It is good that I did not take off high-heeled shoes, otherwise it would be difficult to get my feet to the floor. I started moaning with excitement, Yarik had to kiss me as soon as I did it louder than necessary, which turned me on even more. I stopped, got up, took my buttocks and spread them as wide as possible and sat down on him again. His penis penetrated me even deeper, So I did it several times, thereby enticing Yarik. Then he took me by the waist and helped me ride him faster.

I bent back, clutching at the back of the chair so as not to fall. He helped me by grabbing my hair at the back of my head, and pulling them down, since I didn’t do any worn hairs, my bob was just nicely laid and that was all. After that, I got up and turned my back on him and saddled him again. At first I just fucked him, then I started to twist my pelvis in a circle, then one way, then the other way, my body squirmed like a snake, then I leaned back, leaned my hands on his legs and began to move my back and forth back and forth, he at the same time he began to caress my breasts, and then with one hand he went down to my clit and began to caress him. From pleasure, I bent my back even more, started to moan without ceasing, I just could not control myself anymore, although I tried to do it not loudly. As a result, I just leaned on him. I began to move as much as possible in this position, my legs began to tremble, and I realized that if he continued at that pace and caress me as well, then I just could not stand it and explode. He did not stop, feeling with his whole body a wave of satisfaction rolling on me. I bent slightly to the side, turned to face him and began to passionately kiss him, he continued to caress me and I began to finish.

Waves of orgasm rolled at me from all the places at once - from the vagina and from the clitoris, and his hot lips and caressing nipples with his hand enhanced the effect. I went limp. In fact, I lay on him with my whole body, he stopped, his cock was inside me and I felt his pulsations inside me. After resting for a minute, I got up, kissed him, his lips were slightly salty from sweat. He got up and put me on the table. His height matched his penis level, so he didn’t have to invent anything. He put his dick in me and started to fuck at his own pace. I lay and moaning with pleasure. He began to fuck me faster and deeper. I raised my legs higher and held them so that he could penetrate even deeper into me. At one point he stopped and informed me that he was ready to finish. I did not want him to finish in me, I wanted to try his sperm. So I got up, sat him back on the chair, squatted down and began to suck. I licked his head, while continuing to masturbate him with one hand, then I lowered my penis directly into the throat and with my hand at one pace sucked him. The tongue at the same time licked the opening head every time, wetting it with saliva. Yarik again launched his hand into my hair and this time helped my head to keep up the pace. The pace began to increase, I was terribly excited by his penis, and I began to caress my clitoris, it excited him even more, and now he began to moan. A little more, and he could not stand it and finished in me.

I opened my mouth wide for him to see him finish, lick his head, lick off the remnants of sperm from her, play on her tongue and swallow in a few sips. I rubbed him with my tongue a little more and after that I got up and started to dress. He kissed me, said that he understood that our relationship did not have a future, that everything was just awesome and asked for my panties as a nice gift-memory of this wedding party.Of course, I suspect that this spider has a whole collection of such “memories”, but I could not help myself. I took off my cowards in one fell swoop, the more they got soaked through and there was no point in returning to the hall. Then he whispered in my ear that the rest of the evening would go crazy, knowing that I was without panties. I still just did not know that it would drive me crazy too ... Enough time had passed for the toastmaster to take a break for the next smoke break and Yarik and I slipped out of our “room of passion” one by one not noticed. The evening went on, and the two of us continued to fulfill our duties as a witness and a witness ...