remote control. - You have satellite! Which sport?

- On the fifth, sixth and seventh, - settling on the bed next to the girl, the guy proudly sported red familymen with a sickle and a hammer.

- Wow. Here and boxing and judo ... What are we going to watch?

- Come on judo.

Competitions were not world-class, but quite interesting. Yura stretched out on the bed, throwing his hands behind his back, Eugene was completely absorbed by what was happening on the screen and did not immediately notice that she had already laid her head on a hospitably substituted hand.

- We will try? - the girl frowned, remembering the purpose of her visit.

- Do not be scared?

“Just don't take me to the weak,” Zhenya bravely pulled off her T-shirt, but at the same time covered her breasts with her hands. - Turn off the light.

- It will be dark ...

- From the TV enough ... Turn off.

Yura obediently got up, clicked the switch, and at the same time took off his panties. Zhenya stared pointedly at the TV screen, but she mowed her eyes in such a way that she could earn a squint.

Yura helped the girl take off her panties, lay down next. He did not like something in all this, everything was somehow mechanically, not really. The guy sighed, took the girl by the chin and gently kissed her lips.

- What are you doing? - Eugene looked surprised.

- What are you doing? - the guy answered in unison. - I'm not interested with a log.

- And I'm not going to entertain you!

- If you do not want, say so!

- Ok, - Zhenya gave up. - Just do not rush.

“A coward,” yura grunted, and interrupted the indignation with another kiss.

Zhenya lay on her back, resting her palms on the guy's wide chest. My heart was not pounding, my head was not spinning. She just lay on Yura and ... it was normal. He kissed her on the lips, got to her neck ... It was nice.

Yura pressed the girl to the bed, how many times he pressed to the surface of the ring. It was this kind of excitement that he experienced during sparring, but he was usually able to suppress him, he needed to be suppressed, and now ...

This goat, petty little girl. She constantly infuriated him with her jokes about numerous fans, she, like a mad one, called him to sparring and always lost ... And he was to blame!

But with her it was always easy. There were topics of conversation, there were common interests. Zhenka was a great friend, even a little more ... A little?

The girl exhaled loudly when he ran his palms across his small chest, crumpled up the resilient hillocks. Zhenya was twitching, but realized that she could not get out. A strange feeling, Yura pressed her, held her, but it was she who was the winner.

“That stretch was useful,” the girl mentally smiled, pushing her legs wide apart.

Yura, seeing Zhenya’s smile on his face, took it as a command to action. He leaned on his elbows and slowly moved forward and forward.

Eugene with a moan bent and froze, getting used to the new sensations. Yura slowly moved, kissing the girl, leaving a hickey on her neck, for that he had to hunch much, but the partner helped as best she could, giving in to the meeting, arching her back.

Now all the muscles that had been trained for years worked for her. Zhenya felt the guy's body tense and relaxed, she felt hot breaths, heat inside. She felt small, but not vulnerable, but protected.

With a long moan she made it clear to Jura that he had achieved his goal. Pleasure rolled and rolled, there were moments, but she was still very good. Yura exhaled with relief and froze. Eugene was still moaning, the peak wave receded, replaced by pleasant fatigue.

They lay silently, holding hands. Everyone was thinking about his. It took more than half an hour, and no one decided to speak first. But Yura resolutely rose and rustled with something on the bedside table.

- What are you doing? - Eugene was slightly surprised when the guy came back with a new condom. - Grandfather, said only once ...

“I don't do this by the order of the master,” Yura crushed her, and began to aggressively inflame with his caresses.

- But ...What are you doing? Wait a minute! - Eugene sluggishly excused, while strong male hands caressed her body, fingers buried in the head of hair, fixing the head for the next kiss.

The second time was a little different from the first ... except that the break between the third was less.

On the fourth, Zhenya was already involved in the game. She managed to straddle her partner, rest her palms on his chest and jump for quite a long time.

The internal barrier has disappeared, the division of the friend-stranger has disappeared. The rivalry with Yura seemed so ridiculous now. What competition, if it belongs entirely to her!?

Yura jerked up a girl lying on her stomach, so that she was kneeling, leaning on her hands. He took her from behind, like a winner. Conquering, stroking a flat white back, holding his palms on his shoulders.

All this time, he was infuriated not by the jokes of this girl, he was infuriated that after training she went to her home, and he to her. It was wrong, wrong and in general ... Her home is here, next to him.

Zhenya's head hung down from the edge of the bed, her arms relaxed dangling in the air, and her legs rested on the shoulders of the sweaty boy. The girl was already weakened, but she still distinguished the changes outside the window.

It is light ...

The last time was sluggish and inhibited. Partners are tired, but did not want to give in to each other. As soon as Yura relaxed a bit, Zhenya took the initiative, but as soon as she lost her guard, the guy began to dominate.

What they wanted to prove to each other, it was unclear. Just fell asleep in the arms, right at the time of the kiss.

The old master looked at the road leading to the hall and waited for his two best students.

Two figures moved alongside. Zhenya was holding the guy tightly by the hand and chirping something merrily, blushing sweetly. Yura walked with a confident smile, without a shadow of doubt in his eyes.

The master grinned. It seems that he added a granddaughter ...

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