For a moment I wanted to screw up the hem and show what was under it. Oh, the hourly strut and furious drochevo (well, or sex with wives) to the peasants would surely be provided, but behind me was a young girl, clearly intending to get into the same minibus as I, and therefore had to restrain - still scream like mad and arrange a tantrum here . You never know.

Lesha immediately dragged me to the end of the cabin - in the back of the chair, they were facing each other and, fortunately, were empty. The guy sat down on those that were covered from the rest of the cabin with the seats in front, on which, however, a married couple immediately landed, obviously traveling to plow to the country house. The girl sat on the side seat, facing us, but then straightened the wire and inserted the headphones, not looking away from the window, unambiguously hinting that she sneezed at all.

The minibus stood for a couple of minutes, but, seeing that no one else was going to get into it, the driver gave gas. As a matter of fact, we had about forty minutes to go, maybe fifty - as lucky. To the ultimate.

I mentally figured out what can be done. To be honest, all my homework was mainly aimed directly at the rest itself. Bushes, reeds, warm water ... Well, you know what you can do. Yes, and the rest can be drawn. Sunbathe topless, if not a cork in the ass - although it will be clearly visible through the swimsuit. And maybe the normal guys will fall. Or maybe a pretty girl to quickly cuddle to the side.

However, I did not plan anything for the road itself. Well, except for the plug in the backside.

The machine was shaking on the roads. And each bump led to the fact that the cork now and then entered a little deeper. Needless to say, it was incredibly exciting, especially since the lubricant had not dried yet and the cork slid easily inside my ass, passing an extra couple of centimeters in both directions. In short, by the time I dried my ice cream, I had a very playful mood.

Between the legs everything was wet, butt - it burned and ached from spicy delight, and in the mouth there was a pleasant coolness, in half with the sweet taste of strawberries.

Patience Lesha had enough exactly as long as I hid the wrapper in her purse. The guy peeked around the salon to make sure everyone was busy with his own business, and, grabbing me by the scruff of his neck, tilted imperiously to himself.

In one motion I pulled off my shorts along with my underpants and simply planted my mouth on my not-so-strong cock.

I, however, had enough of his sluggish state to feel the power of this club. I eagerly began to suck, realizing that my cold mouth gives Leshka two times more commercial pleasure than usual. Dick quickly gained power and hardened.

I opened my mouth wide and realized that I could only suck his head - I simply couldn’t get anymore. Two centimeters down, two up, shake your head, lick the bridle, down again ... Trying to take it a little deeper simply instantly reduced the cheekbones - believe me, I tried.

Alex sat quietly, trying not to attract attention, but very tightly holding my hair, so that I did not think to stop. I had only to move a little higher, as the guy immediately strained his hand, forcing me to go down again.

Not to say that it was so nice, but the plant is not childish. From one thought, what I was doing and where - between my legs I was pleasantly aching, and the lower abdomen simply twisted with anticipation. Oh yes, I enjoyed the thought of how this huische will hammer me! And maybe not even once today. And if Lyosha doesn’t get blunt and does everything right, then I’ll even let him fuck me in the ass.

In the end, my jaw completely flattened out completely. I tried to pull away to take a short time out, but Lesha again pressed me on the back of the head, significantly pushing me down and forcing him to take his baton for an extra couple of centimeters. I screamed disgustedly and gently hit the guy under the ribs.

Only here it came to Leshki that it was really time to let me go, which he immediately did. I sat up, frantically breathing in the air and kneading the cramped cheeks with my hands.

- Have something to drink? - I asked, belatedly remembering that I didn’t take a drink with me at all - I couldn’t even put a bottle of water in my purse at all.

- Uh ... - Lesha thought for a while and soon got a bottle of beer out of his bag.

Of course, the beer was already warm, but everything is better than nothing. I greedily stuck to the bottle, with short stitches I quickly dried it a third.

Lesha did not even think about hiding his unit. His twenty-centimeter baton proudly looked up, lying on the guy's belly. He simply lowered his shorts down and hooked him by the balls so as not to interfere. The sight, I must admit, was very exciting and made me figure out what to do next. To be honest, in the narrow cabin of a minibus it was not easy to turn around and show imagination, taking into account other passengers.

By the way about them. If the couple sitting in front of us, apparently, wanted to sneeze deeply at everything around, then the girl was very clear with her eyes in my direction.

Her head was turned to the window and the girl strenuously pretended that she was only looking there. Yes, only her eyes now and then looked at us and Lesha. I immediately understood - she saw. Well, or at least guessed - the chairs in front, in theory, completely blocked her view of Leshka. Yeah, if a girl suddenly bows her head to the guy's knees, then, well, it's hard not to finish here.

I just smiled, seeing her vain attempts to pretend that she sees nothing. How many times have I met with such. Understand that this is impossible, but still can not do anything with them - sneak peeking and silent in a rag, blushing slightly (and sometimes plentifully), noticing my return glance.

However, it gave me some leeway. Since I was already burned by the only person in this minibus who was looking in my direction, then it is already possible and not to be shy once again.

I once more put in a bottle of beer, taking another good sip. I get drunk, of course, but to hell. Today it is already too late to wrung out a touchy person!

She gave the rest to Leshke and moved to the seat opposite. Gesture asked him to move to my previous place - at the rear doors. The guy squinted at the girl, realizing that by completing my request, she would be in sight. But he shrugged and shifted.

I turned my head in impudent and looked at the girl for half a minute. His cheeks turned pink, and his eyes were shot with might and main, trying, without attracting attention, to see a member stretched out into the wild. In the end, she thought of looking at me and only then realized that I was looking at her.

The girl was flushed with paint, and I simply put a finger to my lips, urging her to keep quiet. I turned back to Leshka, who alternately looked at me and now at the girl, obviously catching a common sense - she was already in the know.

I spread my legs as wide as possible to the sides and, having licked my own fingers, immediately stuck a pair into my wet little hole. We just drove out of the city limits and the car started to pretty much shake on the not too good road. I, however, it was only a thrill.

In my posture, the cork literally pressed into the edge of the seat and, with any shaking, would go in for a centimeter or two.Well, or just crawled from side to side, giving me a fair amount of pleasure and the feeling that someone is not particularly frisky, every now and then shoves his dick inside, tormenting me for a few seconds waiting for the next jolt.

I frantically masturbated right in front of Lesha, looking at it with pleasure ... Read more →