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He licked with greater speed, increasing pressure. Sometimes pushing the tongue deep into the chink, dancing there to them. Soon, Vika began to pick up, she periodically clenched her knees, but fearing that the licant worker would suffocate let them go. Dandelion with frenzy nadrachival his cock. He felt that he was about to ... He really wanted to be together ...

It is finished! Vick groaned and, tightly squeezing the guy's head, sharply moving his pelvis. He began to choke. Meanwhile, his orgasm was hundreds of times sensual and stronger than what usually happened. Being on the verge of asphyxia, Victor could not moan or scream from the pleasure that completely flooded him.

Vika opened her legs and lay back on the bed. Her face glistened with sweat. She smiled sitting on the floor opposite her, gently stroked his hair and asked:

- Did you like it?

- It was divine! - enthusiastic, answered Victor.

- Have you finished? - gently stroking his cheek, asked Vick.

- Yes! Together with you...

“Are you happy you will serve me now?”

- Yes, happy! - the happy man confirmed with beaming, - I will carry out all your orders with joy and pleasure, no matter how wild or degrading I would have seemed, - he swore.

That was what I wanted, ”Vika smiled sweetly,“ now you are my best. And now kiss me ... on the lips, - directing the guy, - with tongues.

They kissed passionately.

“And it turns out that I am delicious,” said Victoria, testing herself from the lips and tongue of Victor, “and now you have to clean up after yourself.” No, do not pull the pants. First wash and dry it. Do not dirty them. Tomorrow I will give you others ...

***

Then they learned the lessons together. Vika ordered to behave normally in class:

- As you are telling me here, just answer at the blackboard.

“I'm shy of everyone,” he explained.

- Do not look at anyone, look at me.

“Good,” the diligent student agreed.

“And now I'm taking you home.” It's eight o'clock soon. I guess I'll come to you, see how you live.

- And if mom is already at home?

- Perfectly! - Vika was delighted, - you will introduce her to your girlfriend. Then we will not rush, we will have dinner first.

After the holiday dinner without wine, a couple of young people went to Victor's house. Since Vika was a man in their tandem, she accompanied Vitenka, and not vice versa. It was already the ninth hour. Mom was home. She was worried about the absence of her son, but when she saw Vika, she immediately calmed down. She knew that Vika was an excellent student, and she had never dreamed of a best friend for her son.

When Victoria left, Ksenia asked her son why he did not go to see her off.

“Mom, she was the one to see me off, we were at her house, celebrated my birthday, I drank some wine,” the son admitted, “won't you swear?”

“No, of course,” Mom smiled, “you are old enough and you can even marry,” she patted her son on the cheek.

“We haven’t discussed this with her yet,” Vitenka said seriously.

- Is that so? - Ksenia Petrovna was surprised, - I admit, I don’t want the best friend in my life.

- Well! - the son was delighted, - I received a maternal blessing. It remains the case for small.

“Well, well,” Mom laughed, “I'm glad for you.” I hope you now never have the desire to change into a girl?

- No, mom! I have a desire to undress them. But I will no longer ask you to teach me. I will learn myself, - the guy said firmly.

Going to bed, he wrapped himself up in a blanket stronger, fearing that his mother would not see a girl's T-shirt and women's panties in his room.

Horses of the second part. Continuation is written.

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Part 3

What did young people do during their free time from school or work? Same as now. We went to dances or gathered in groups from someone at the hut to warm young blood with wine or vodka and dancing. The word "disco" was not yet in use. But the café did a great job with this function. From Wednesday to Friday there were lucky people who bought a ticket for seventy kopecks, and on Saturday and Sunday the price was twenty rubles or one ruble. I had money, there were no tickets. We are two blockheads, me and Andrzej (in the world of Sasha), pinned up in a cafe with closed cashiers. All tickets were sold on Wednesday. I knew this for sure.

- And then what? - pointing to the hall on the right, asked Sasha.

“Chess players, their mother,” I replied.

- Well, what are the ideas? - sad companion, whom I for some horseradish pinned here.

- There is! - having remembered my childhood, as I crawled into the cinema on the found torn ticket, - let's two-piece.

“On,” said a friend, pulling a coin for a telephone conversation, “who will you call?”

- Shred, he lives in that nine-story building. We will leave his clothes and go as if they came out ... Tolyan, - I interrupted my explanations, - are you at home?

- Yeah, and what?

“We’ll come to you now with Andrzej, leave the coat until midnight, and then take it, how are you?”

- Come, yes, until at least two nights ... Why?

- I'll tell you there.

Tolik, after hearing my confused explanations, said:

- I also want to.

- Come on, just change your clothes.

The guy changed his clothes in an instant, we went out into the frosty air and, after lighting a cigarette, we headed towards the cafe.

- It seems to me that they will not let us in, Andrzey roared.

“Do the muzzle with an ax and with no stopping,” I explained, “they will still stop me, and I will find what to say.”

- How is the ax? - I did not understand a friend.

“Well, be surer,” explained Tolik, “as if you were there and come back.”

Throwing cigarettes, we, pushing the crowd of smokers and onlookers, squeezed through the glass doors. Entering the hall, I pushed the guys in the back, whispering: "Muzzles are axes, and I - behind you." Controllers at the entrance tried to stop the trinity. Shreds, without reducing the step, dissolved in the crowd. Andrzej passed a bit and slowed down, but seeing that they had stopped me, and not him, he quickly ran up the ladder.

- What's the matter? - having made a surprised face asked who had come out for a smoke, - I told you that we were going to air outside.

- Even I do not remember you. Show me the check from the wardrobe and I'll miss you, ”said the guy at the entrance.

“Yes, please,” the hero of my novel chuckled, and drew an aluminum oval with a hole and the number seven engraved on it.

- Come on in, - the controller waved his hand.

The number was real. Somehow, leaving the last cafe, I found it on the floor. There were no clothes on hangers, so I did not give it to the wardrobe, but for the future I conceived such a bold plan. I was a regular café and I knew for certain that I had to buy tickets for Sunday on Wednesday, defending huge queues, or from the huckster in the following days. The price, sometimes, reached three rubles. But Andrzej did not need to know. Then he would never have gone with me to the feast of soul and flesh.

Fortunately I found companions near the bar on the top floor. The floor consisted of a ring encircling the entire hall, bounded by railings for convenient observation of the dancers.

- I forgot to take filki, - confessed Tolik.

Andrzej said nothing. It cost me so much to persuade him to form a company. I had to promise my childhood friend that everything at my expense within reasonable limits.

“I treat,” said the generous guy in my face, “all the more so, should we pay you at least morally gratuitous help in preserving our clothes.”

“Exactly, exactly,” Sashka assented, “purely moral costs.”

I took myself some kind of low alcohol cocktail, which is a mixture of compote and port wine with vermouth. Friends - a glass of wine. Hot in the cafe ... Read more →

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