After a couple of meetings with Olya in Anyuta at home (when I broke Olya in the maid), we never saw her again. Only a few days later they ran face to face on the street.
- Hi, Olya.
- Hello.
And she lowered her eyes and covered her scar on her face with her hair.
- Are you ashamed of me?
- Not.
- So maybe then let's go together to the beach?
- when?
- Yeah right now.
- Sorry, but today, I'm running to work.
- So you do not want.
- Well, let's go, but only tomorrow, I will ask to replace me at work.
- I catch the word. You promised. After dinner, arrange?
- Of course. I will come.
And she, without even saying goodbye, quickly went to the collective farm farms.

The next day I came to the village beach. Which as always was empty. Summer in the village is a hot time. Oli was not. Well, figs with her. Let me sunbathe. And I, having closed my eyes, lay blissfully on the sand.
- Hello. Are you sleeping What did you do at night?
I opened my eyes. Olya was standing almost over me, as always covering her scar (although, in my opinion, he almost did not distort her attractiveness) and held a cover in her hands and something else. Her short calico dress opened the bottom of my eyes a beautiful view of her slender legs and melting. She probably decided to swim, although I just wanted to have sex with her.

- Olya, can we go there? - and I showed in the direction of the clearing hidden between the bushes.
- Come on.
While I was getting up, she already went there herself. Probably, all the village youth knew this secret place, because Olya in front of me, crouching, fell into the clearing. As soon as I also squeezed in there, she immediately closed the entrance with a dry bush and began to spread a blanket.

Seeing her tight ass, which in this position the dress could not cover, a member responded instantly. Immediately, I thrust my hand between her legs in a businesslike manner. Olga literally jumped.
- Do not.
- Well, what is not necessary, it is not necessary.
And I, taking my clothes, since I was only in swimming trunks, headed for the exit. Olya caught up with me and stood between the exit and me

- Victor, do not be angry please. Just unexpected like that. I was scared.
- Scare me further, and I went.
- I will not. Well, do you want me to get naked?
- Completely?
- Yes.
“And will you mind if I want to plant for you?”
- I will not, I promise.
- Then go ahead, take off your clothes.
Olya closed her eyes and began to pull the dress off her head. Judging by her, she hardly managed to fulfill her promise. Taking off her dress, she untied the straps of a bathing suit, exposing her small breasts. They unusually stuck out in different directions. While she was shooting her swimming trunks (still with her eyes closed), I managed to take off my own.

Confused, a beautiful naked nymph stood in front of me. In Anyuta, as I did not have the opportunity to admire Olga. And there was something to admire. The beautiful figure, even with its rather tall stature, looked proportionate and harmonious. Slender smooth legs, lush beautiful and long hair, which covered not only her breasts, but also her belly, reaching for a black, fascinating triangle. At that time, there was no fashion to shave between the legs or to make epilation. But Olya probably cut it. Because the pubis was short and practically didn’t close plump sponges from my view. Chubby lips were separated only by a thin thread of her slits, even the clitoris was not visible. She opened her eyes for a moment.
- Go to bed?
- No, Olenka. Become a crustacean.

Olya silently became her knees on the coverlet and leaned over, putting her head and spreading her arms (since Anya had taught her). The girl excitedly exposed her crack. Her pisyuha was plump and her lips were tightly compressed.It even seemed to me that I would not be able to plunge my dick into this plump pie, so tight were the sex lips. And this, given that her knees were set shoulder-width apart.

Kneeling behind Oli, I dipped my cock with saliva and slowly began to submerge him. Her vagina was narrow and tight, and while the grease was only saliva, so my fighter penetrated her crack with difficulty. Olya stood still and listened to her feelings.

Holding her waist, I began to slowly move in her. Gradually move became softer - Olya flowed. She at first timidly moved slightly towards me, but with each immersion of my penis into her tight vagina, Olya was getting more and more intense. The speed was increasing. Soon I put it at the speed of a sewing machine. We heard only loud claps of sweaty bodies and a sharp exhalation at the moment of maximum immersion of the member.

It turned out that Olya, standing on all fours, was in the shade of the bushes, and a burning sun burned in my back. I was wet from head to toe, sweat flooded my eyes. But still, I managed to watch as the member thrust into the maiden flesh. I really liked the view at the time when he was leaving the vagina. The sponges at the same time simply turned out, as if trying to keep it inside. Then a sharp immersion with a soft blow of her ass on my groin. I couldn’t hold out for a long time at this pace, and even in such a tight vagina, and soon, having pressed Olya by the waist more firmly to me, poured into her. Stretching a falling member, I closed my eyes and blissfully stretched out on the bedspread.

Olya sat down next to her, dried herself with sweat with a towel, then began to wipe me. Face, neck, chest. Then she got down on her knees and, a little hesitated, began to wipe her feet with sweat. I was 100% sure that her eyes clung to the lying member.
“May I touch him,” she asked, embarrassed.
- Sure you may. You can do with it what you want, and if you lift it, you can also plant your pizdonochka on it.
Without getting up from her knees, she leaned over to my dick. I, without hesitation, lifted her around the waist and put it on myself, so that my head was between her legs. But Olya, though she was on her knees, did not spread her legs widely. Considering that she was quite tall (almost my height), so as I did not try to reach my slits with my tongue, nothing sensible came of it.

- Lie down on me!
- Dirty pussy on your face?
- Get down! Who said !?
I tried to push her legs apart. But she herself sharply spread her knees and literally put my nose into her crack, dropping on me. Groping my clitoris quickly, I started pulling at it, licking it, and even nibbling it lightly. Her body reacted instantly. She began to flow and began light movements with her pelvis, trying to implant herself on the tongue. I do not know what Olya was doing to my dick, since all my attention was riveted on her clit, but the dick began to rise. As soon as he became hard enough, Olya quickly moved forward and squatted on her haunches quickly sank down onto her penis.

- OOOy! - and she froze with a member stuck into her for the most eggs. Perhaps she was afraid that he would stop standing or for some other reason, but she completely and abruptly sat on the member. I felt how he pushed, reaching up to the uterus. Probably she was very hurt, although Olya tried so that I did not notice. After sitting like that for a while, she began to fidgetly look at him.
- Stop!
Olya stopped and, turning her head to me, looked inquiringly.
- Turn to face me, but do not get the fuck off!
“Hi, fuu, how rude,” she giggled, but she began to turn.
Of course, it was easier to get up, turn around and sit down again, but Olya tried to do everything as I said.
When she turned around, I pushed her legs so that she was not squatting, but on her knees. But still her long hair hid from my view not only her breasts, but also partially lay on my stomach.

- Olya, put your hair behind your back.
When she raised her hands and moved her hair behind her back, her small breasts with dark brown nipples opened to my eyes. They are somehow unusually sticking to the side. I immediately captured both, holding the nipples between my fingers. Her boobs were very pleasant to the touch. Tight ...