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somewhere in the distance, forgetting about the next patient.

A couple of months passed and the visits to Darya Petrovna became an integral part of her life, a better, bright part of her life. The rest of the world was only the time between visits.

In her free time, Marina Sergeevna worked in a private clinic and in the evening went to the challenge.

Ford brought her to the new, just built the house. She entered the courtyard, in which bricks and planks still lay here and there. The warm evening wind ruffled her. The front door opened, a tall, sporty-looking middle-aged man stood on the threshold.

- Come on in. Sergey Ivanovich, it's me. Something fell ill. Temperature.

- I have to examine you.

- Let's go to the bedroom. The house is not fully finished yet, and the bedroom is in a residential area. I hope to finish the construction next month.

On the second floor, in a spacious bedroom, Marina Sergeevna looked at the medicine boxes on the nightstand. And Sergei Ivanovich looked at her, he completely forgot about the disease and everything in general.

A lovely pretty woman, a blonde with gray-blue eyes, slim, beautiful - he dreamed about this, came to his house.

- Well, you accept everything correctly. I will write you out of the hospital and in a week I will visit you, or I, or someone else, ”said Marina, coldly looking at him.

She went to a large window from which a beautiful view of the river flooded by the rays of the evening sun was opening.

- Why is someone else?

- Because doctors from duty come from our clinic.

- And when, you, will be free? I'll wait.

- By the time I get rid of the duty, you will recover.

She looked at him sternly.

The next month, Sergei Ivanovich called her, came to the reception, waited after work. But it was all in vain, she did not want to start a novel, strictly and coldly rejecting his advances.

- Do you remember, Natashka, we went to Hryuminsk last summer, to their BDSM club?

- Yes, I remember of course.

- The one who taught to knit remember? He still tied you up so much that you squeaked after a week.

- I remember. I then had my whole body bruised.

- I met him today, he moved in with us. And you know who? The head of the city administration! In short, I invited him to visit, he will come in the evening.

- Oh!

- Yes, why are you pale? Is it sick? In something ever new man. The man! Appeared, and you hurt? Just Marinka will come, you will look, she is still a doctor, understands me better.

- And you told her?

- Why should she know?

... Here, help yourself, she cooked. Let's have a drink for the meeting. Daria Ivanovna and her guest were sitting at the set table in the living room, talking about being dominant.

- We, of course, not like you. But, there are lower ones. I have two. You know one, and the other came to me myself. Virgin. Like this.

- And how old is she?

- 35, do not worry. Not really, you thought, if I were ...

- No, no, that you.

- A virgin came, and it will remain. Such is the fate. Men do not understand. I'll call them if you don't mind?

- Of course call. Let's start.

- Girls come in!

Darya Ivanovna imperiously clapped her hands.

The naked Natasha and Marina Sergeyevna entered the living room, dropped to their knees, put their hands behind their backs.

Marina Sergeyevna having looked at the stranger recognized Sergey Ivanovich in him! He, amazed, looked at her intently, unable to say anything.

Darya Ivanovna looked puzzled now at him, now at Marina, then at him again.

- Are you familiar? What are you numb? Water want? No, better cognac. I have a great cognac, here, take it. She handed him a glass of crystal, he did not look vyhlestav him finally came to his senses.

- Now I got it. Yes. We met, met a couple of times.

- Is it time to start? Play with her. I want her to give you a blowjob. You do not mind?

Sergey mastered himself, agreed nod, and left the table.

- Marina get up and come!

Marina, crimson with shame, not daring to look at Sergei, rising from her knees, suddenly felt naked, walked over and sank down in front of him.

- Remember what I taught you.

Marina, unbuttoning her pants, took a hot dick into her thin fingers and carefully, tasting something, sent it into her mouth. Slightly, with a little sucking, she ran her tongue over the head, licked it, and once again took a guilty look in her mouth and looked into his eyes guiltily.

At that moment, a heavy palm lay on the warm back of the head and Sergey, unable to restrain himself, began to approach the junction, penetrating into a deep small mouth. Finally, startled, he began to cum. Marina, who had never before known the taste of sperm, jerked at the beginning, trying to free herself, but then, remembering the instructions of Darya Ivanovna, relaxing, allowed him to merge everything to the last drop.

Finally, she took the same place on her lap, beside Natasha, licked her lips and lowered her eyes.

Darya Ivanovna turned away from everything from this and baked a glass of vodka with a pickled mushroom.

- You said that no man ...

- Yes, that is right. In addition to Strapon Stepanovich, but he, my dear, is not a man, but as a copy of his part, so to speak. You try it from behind. She is in the back, oh so good ... What's the matter with you ?!

- Daria Ivanovna, give it up!

- I can concede, Marina is not a master, I didn’t wear a collar, so I think we will agree. And let's ask her.

- And what to ask, Natasha gave a vote, of course she is willing, like her nipples are jerked upright!

The next evening, Ford stopped at a new home she knew.

Opening the door, Sergei Ivanovich smiled sweetly at the lady who had arrived. She tapped the studs and entered.

- Have you finished building?

- Yes, you want to see the house?

- With pleasure.

He led her through the fresh-smelling rooms.

- How beautiful you are.

- And this is my design. I sometimes improvise.

Sitting opposite each other, they talked. Time flew by. Sergei Ivanovich, I was pleasantly surprised how sweet and friendly Marina is, unlike the one that was formerly cold and not hot.

But Marina was trying to impress from the basement an impression of the village, and putting her legs on the leg, while recovering, exposed a delicate strip above the stocking. She was in a short dress, earrings and beads adorned her.

Their eyes met.

- Let's start.

He read fear and passion in her eyes.

She threw off her dress, remained in lace stockings, there was no linen on her.

- I am ready, my lord.

Supporting her arm. He led her to one of the distant rooms.

After a light but long whipping, she made a blowjob. Then he took her from behind.

Hot member first entered her and she enthusiastically surrendered. Marina closed her eyes indulged in the feelings of a member in itself. Moving carefully in it as a large member, he felt the heat and tight little ring of the anus that clasped him. Listening to her voluptuous moans, he tried not to cause her unnecessary suffering, but if Daria had not developed her ass, she would have had difficulty. Finally, having finished, he stopped at her.

Returning from the bathroom, each of his own, they began to caress each other. He almost went into her stopped, looking inquiringly into her eyes. In response, she clasped his legs and invitingly slapping her thigh, kissed her lips. Their tongues intertwined, he felt the barrier, pressed.

Marina gasped, took it. A tear rolled down from her eyes.

- Does it hurt you?

- I was hurt before.

And hugging his neck again kissed.

They spent more and more time together. Her Master wanted her to always wait for him when he returned home. Her timid objections to the fact that she needed to live at home ended in nothing, but once - with severe punishment.

When she said that they were already being told about them, he only looked at her in bewilderment.

In the end, her belongings were transported to him and they began to live together. Marina cooked deliciously, the house became cozy, and then she started a cat.

Now, when Sergei Ivanovich came home from work, they had met him with frustrated nerves.And he, having let off steam at work, which caused the employees to thrill, and the work performance up, came to a warm house.

However, Marina Sergeevna, knowing where the line lies, tried not to cross it. Is that sometimes.

Then, in bed, he kissed her and kissed her, feeling in his rough paws with a small mouse called him a gray cat.

Half a year ago I ordered a ticket to Barcelona, ​​and yesterday I remembered that I ordered another one. You do not mind?

Marina was not against. For the first time in many years, she took a vacation and Barcelona whirled them. In the afternoon they walked around the city and swam in the sea. And at night there was love. In the sex shop they got a terrible kind of funny whip and other accessories. Sometimes at night, the residents of the neighboring rooms heard a slight whistle and women's screams, but for some reason they did not complain.

Bikini could not hide the thin pink stripes - Marina caused excitement on the beach. She looked with big gray-blue eyes in love with his in love. They roamed the ancient, corroded sea salt, the winding streets of the Katolon sun, dined, dined in a cafe covered with a light sea breeze and made love on the beach in the foam of a night surf.

The night airport met them with cool rain.

A month later, Marina realized that she was pregnant. The evening after dinner, told him about it. He paused, then got up and left. The car roared by the engine.

Marina, having already decided everything for herself, began to calmly clear the table. Steps rang out, on the threshold stood Sergei with a huge bouquet of roses.

A month later, there was a wedding. The bride and groom were happy. Daria Ivanovna and Natasha of course were invited.

Darya Ivanovna, sitting opposite her chubby clients and their fat wives, looked at them with a non-flashing look boa while drinking brandy.

Everyone was happy.

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  • January 15, 2016 13:31

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