you head, while the girl's lips handle the base of the trunk, and the tongue wet licks the testicles. Unfortunately, this ecstasy did not last long - half a minute, and my penis swelled and hardened to the limit. He could no longer bend and slipped out of the alenkina esophagus. The depth of the blowjob immediately decreased, but Alyona skillfully changed the technique. Now she was wrapping her head on her dick again, wetly sucking back saliva plentifully flowing down the penis and stimulating with her fingers what was not in her mouth. The second hand went through my testicles. My excitement was growing. Grabbing her head, I began to move towards. The girl stopped and opened her mouth wider, so I karyabalsya less about her teeth. I doubled the pace. Alena sobbed, gurgled, her saliva flowed onto my thighs. And suddenly she made a quiet, physiological sound, and her mouth filled with hot viscous moisture. Surprisingly, it turned out to be very nice, and I put pressure on, pressing her head so as not to run away. Alyona, being shy, also did not give a look and swallowed everything, and then quickly processed my tongue with a tongue. Only then did I allow her to shrink. The beauty, breathing heavily, fell on her heels and with wide eyes with a strange, but admiring expression, was looking at my saliva member.

“You know, I changed my mind,” in some altered state of consciousness, I told her, subdued. - I want to finish in your mouth.

Alyona immediately changed her face, looked at me waryly, looked away, said:

- Let's go back.

I dragged her onto the bed, without failing to pat her swinging boobs, and put her in doggie position. Alena bent her back and looked at me over her shoulder. Her breasts hung down to the very sheets and rubbed her nipples against her. Juicy pussycat, like a broken peach, was dripping wet, wanting me. Having joined in from behind, I entered with pleasure, moved the girl's legs and began to admire: I was moving my fat cock in a narrow girl's hole, her ass heart, into which I stuck a fat cock, with her luxurious white breasts swaying and sparkling on both side narrow tanned back. Pushing Alena between the shoulder blades, put her face in the sheet. Sprawling on the bed, stunning, huge breasts spread over the sides. Her hair fell over the sheet, she stretched her arms forward and folded her wrists. I imagined that I was a Roman patrician and taming a beautiful Slavic slave. This fantasy fanned even more and extended my dick. He himself did not notice how he accelerated the pace and pushes. The slave woman, who had been quietly moaning before, began to groan in voice. Her juices flowed through my testicles. Grabbing the slave by the hair, I lifted her head. Her desperate screams placated my ears.

When my legs were tired of continuous hammering, I, not letting go of the slave, sat on my heels, grabbed the girl by the elbows, almost dropping them behind my back and thereby sticking out the breathtaking Slavic bust, and began to fuck the beauty from behind.

“You are some savage ...” a slave groaned through cries. - You know it? You know-A! - and ...

I bit her neck, for the very place. Wildly screeching, Alena pulled out of my hands, jumped off the penis and fell on the bed. Clutching her teeth into the crumpled sheet to drown the howl, she arched in a convulsion, rubbing the crotch with both hands.

I bounced off in fright and looked, not realizing whether it was an orgasm or an epilepsy attack. It seems that in any case it is necessary to call an ambulance - I read about one such orgasm, which lasted until the nymphomaniac was entered into Relanium, and which, by the way, ended with a dislocation of the neck.

But it cost, convulsions subsided. Alyonushka lay prone, exhausted, arms outstretched. Her buttocks relaxed, opening the wet volvochka and inviting analchik. The girl was now in such a condition that I could insert anywhere. Perhaps that she was waiting for - not anal sex, of course, but that I’ll catch up with her now, otborbiv weak-rag. However, I do not fuck corpses.

Pouring the rest of the wine into the glass, I waited until my sweetheart gained strength to at least look at me. And with a smile handed it to her. Alyona took, but for a minute she just held in her hand and looked at the noble ruby ​​drink, unable to raise her head. Finally she sat down and drank a glass like water in a few sips. Then with a blissful moan fell on his back. Swallowing with excitement, I looked at her, wet, disheveled, with a smeared make-up, exhausted by sprawling breasts - and I wanted with every cell of my body ... Except for the most necessary twenty-two centimeters. A member of something drooped, became sluggish and drowsy. Even violent hand work did not help.

- Leave him, - Alena whispered. - He is tired, poor thing. He's been fucking me for more than two hours. Can you do it yourself?

She smiled sweetly, and I, confused, looked at the clock. But this is true.

Damn, the hostess will soon be gone, and I'm not finished!

- Come between the breasts, eh?

Alena looked at my sad, barely raised penis doubtfully:

- I do not even know...

- Come on! You don't even have to do anything! Just lean your back against the wall and sit like that.

“Okay,” she sighed, and sat down as told.

I instantly settled on her legs, tenderly, as if for the first time, picked up her unimaginable breasts, lovingly licked a hollow and put a member into it. The bust was so big that it completely hid my dick from the world. And there, in the moist gentle warmth, in obedience to my frictions, blurry gravitational poles, vague masses, dilution and thickening zones, parallels and meridians of strength and weakness went ... This love space slid along and across my penis, gently, gently, unsteady, - how I love.

A member poured, the eggs, just spanked on the boobs with sluggish sacks, were drawn into the combat position. But that's all. The excitement reached a certain limit and stopped, and the orgasm was behind it.

I began to get angry, from this excitement began to disperse, and the member - turn into pussy.

“Okay,” Alena decided. - I'll show you something.

With a tired sigh, she sat on the headboard, spreading her back against the wall, and spread her legs wide, making her look like a Hindu goddess, especially with such a breast.

- Go here.

I sat down with doubt over her half-bent and aimed the head of the penis.

Something is not right, she came up with how in this position in general you can fuck?

Has entered. Having closed her eyes and bit her lip, Alyonushka began to move her booty along all three axes - both vertically, and to the sides, and around. I also worked with my pelvis, with pleasure pressing against her chest and moving along - and with her. The penetration turned out to be so exotic, the muscle tension so unusual that a wave of orgasm immediately rose from the groin and spread in the head.

“I’m finishing,” I told Alyonushka, squeezing tight at the base and pulling out. - Substitute your chest!

Strangely smiling with vicious red lips, the girl slipped on her knees and took the penis in her mouth. I sighed in amazement and let him go. Wave after wave rolled through me from head to foot, finding a way out through a hole in the head of my penis, which is now tightly hugged delicious girlish lips. Her head was slowly moving back and forth along the trunk, and a monumental bust rocked from below. This went on forever. Then the waves ended, the ringing in my ears subsided, and I heard Alena swallow noisily. A member quickly limped, rolling his tongue in his mouth and touching the teeth became unpleasant. I tried to get out of Alyonka’s mouth, but the girl let out an indignant moo and, seizing me by the buttocks, pressed my face into the pubis. Amazed, I froze, and Alyonushka sucked everything up to the droplets, licked all the folds, and only after that fell off, licking her with satisfaction.

“You didn’t want to,” I said thankfully, smiling, and sat down on the same level as her.

“But you wanted it that way,” Alena simply replied.

I kissed her on the lips. Always disdained, but today - no.

- You're the best lover in this city. You know it?..

- I know. Do you know that you are the best girl in this city?

- I know.

And so it happened, stretched out together:

- Do you know ...

Laughed. And then the doorbell rang.

- Damn, mistress!

We jumped off the crumpled bed, Alyonushka darted to the balcony for clothes, then - to the bathroom. I convulsively put out and squeezed all the candles into the package, as the most criminal evidence. The hostess continued to ring.

Pulling on my jeans, I unlocked the door. She entered, sort of smiling, but tenaciously looking around. After making sure that the apartment is intact, the hostess relaxed and returned the deposit to me. I apologized for the mess. The hostess replied that it happened worse, and more often. Alyonushka came out of the bathroom - in her luxurious dress, with high heels, with neat make-up and carefully combed hair - on the shoulders. My God, how beautiful she was! I admired her, not believing myself that I had just possessed this girl: I crushed these breasts, kissed those lips, bit this neck, finished it in this mouth. Not believing that she had just worn a wet vulva on my standing member, she voluntarily swallowed the penis right up to the balls, and then fought in an incredible orgasm. The hostess also looked at Alyonushka from head to toe and suddenly nodded to me respectfully.

- I really understand why you have a mess. Go already!

Only on the street I remembered about the stale pants hidden under the bed. And figs with them. We still had a whole bottle of wine, and we drank it, sitting on a children's slide in the middle of a deserted playground under a dark blue sky with the first stars, chatting about everything. Then Alena sadly asked to go home. I called the car, we kissed him last time, and I gave her one of the glasses I bought. Mine still stands on a shelf in the cupboard, unpretentious, of course, but - the material memory of the best day in my life.

While the taxi was rolling on the night-city painted with lights, I looked at the beautiful passers-by and smiled, remembering a magical evening. “You didn’t have such a thing,” I thought to passersby. I will begin to tell friends and grandchildren about today's situation. Not about sexual intercourse, of course, but about how clever I am. Even he did not expect!

***

No, the cynical pic-aper did not come out of me. The next morning I woke up with the thought of Alena. The girl did not go out of my head until the evening. On the way from work, I could not stand it and dialed her number. It turns out she was exhausted all in anticipation of my call. We have been dating for more than a year. It happens, we quarrel with smashing dishes, then we reconcile wetly. We drink dry African wine, and every evening I send her a song for the night over the soap.

More than a year, and still in love with her as a high school student. More than a year, and she climbs on me at every opportunity like a cat.

If her husband finds out about our love, the special forces husband, there will be a catastrophe.

However, it will be even worse if my wife finds out about our love.