I overslept the first and second roosters, with the third, Natasha woke me up. Marya was no longer there, apparently went to gather on the table.

Natasha hugged me, snuggled and, touching and jerking the sticking member, climbed on me, sat back to me and, raising and directing with her hand, stretched her asshole, and I watched him enter as the anus ring widens, tightly clasping and squeezing my flesh . After sitting a little without movement, she began to push, slightly lifting herself, squeezing a member out of her asshole, and I saw the anus being torn out, buttocks reddened from the strain, and when the member slipped out, gases with a characteristic sound came out of the asshole.

- Fooo, Natasha, what are you doing ?!

She laughed - Sword of you, so that I smelled

- Then it's better to piss, the smell of urine is more acute and lasts longer.

- Well, I just want! - and she, turning her face to me and kneeling down, pissing at me, shaking her hips and splashing urine on her stomach, chest and even on her face. The blanket and the sheet under me got wet, and I sat down and moved away.

Natashka lay down, legs apart - Now you mark me!

And I, kneeling over her, pissing, leading my dick, on my legs, perineum and stomach, chest, neck and face.

- And mark me! - I did not hear Marya come in and, holding back the flow of urine, waited for her to undress and lay down under me, but there was very little urine left, and I sprinkled only my stomach.

- Hand off! - I ordered, I will mark you with sperm and she, clutching a member and squeezing him, jerked off for a long, long time, but did not fit, and then I, having removed her hand, jerked off and when I rolled up and yatra squeezed sweetly, pulling up my scrotum, I slightly bent down and splashed cum on her chest and face.

She licked drops of sperm from her face, collecting it with her hand, and smeared it on her stomach, rubbing it into the skin. Natasha licked and sucked dick, gathering clumps of sperm.

We got up and got dressed.

There were several dishes with food on the table, but I cannot eat before a long journey.

“Well, okay,” said Marya, “I will put the pies on the road, and we will eat it ourselves, and they sat down with Natasha to the table and ate, and I went out into the courtyard and, after going to the bathhouse and, having undressed, poured myself with two tubs of water: hot and cold. Dried in the dressing room, got dressed and went to the gate.

They were already waiting for me at the gates: Fun on her horse, Serko was holding the bridle of Vasilisa, Nastya and Uncle Chernomor were standing nearby. Natasha and Marya came up and I mounted my horse. Maria gave me a leather bag, and I tied her to the saddle.

- Are we going to go completely unarmed?

- Do you know how to shoot a bow or cut with swords? - asked Natashka - you are going with Fun, you will not need a weapon.

Alyonushka's sister came up and filed Zabave, something wrapped in a rag. Fun took and put in her bag.

The edge of the sun twisted over the horizon - Well, it's time - said Natasha

- Open the gate - ordered Chernomor guard.

We drove through the gate and saw off after us.

- By the end of the first day you will drive to the river - said Natasha, looking at me.

- Milk river, milk and honey? - I joked

Natasha chuckled, the rest were serious - There are such rivers only in fairy tales, that river is ordinary, well, that is, it is unusual, but it looks like an ordinary one. The fun knows, the locals too, but you don’t know - you can’t swim or ford it, generally, it’s better not to go to the other side - there is no return from the other side.

- Styx?

- Mara

- Mara River?

- Yes

- Well, yes, Rod will help you - Natasha came up and I leaned over. She smacked me - yes, do not forget, Fun will not forget, but I will repeat to you again - from the stone on the left road, or you will come back, and she lightly slapped Serko.

...

first day on the road

We drove to the stone in silence. When the inscriptions arrived, they indicated:

- on the right: The Thirty State - 300 versts with a hook

- on the left: the Kingdom of Trinity - 8 miles

Actually, it was impossible to get confused when approaching the road to the stone: we drove up one by one, and from the stone drove along another.

And again they drove in silence: I didn’t think about anything, and Fun was efficient and focused. Two times they stopped to take a break, stretch their legs and piss.

Either Natashka was mistaken, or the blonde was dyed, but Zabava did not even allow me to watch her pissing and did not look in my direction when I pissed.

I offered Fun to stop for something to eat, but she only said - Give me a pie, Maria seemed to be putting

I opened the bag and took out the pies wrapped in a piece of tolstina and unfolded. The fun took two and we drove off.

- And what did the sister Alionushka tell you?

- Flint.

The sun was hot, there was a steppe around and even the edge of the forest was not visible, in whatever direction you look.

They came to the river when the sun was already drooping.

“Then everything is simple, we are driving along the bank, along the river,” said Zabava, and for the night, we’ll stop at the vooon.

When they reached the finish, the first thing they did was get the horses drunk, they stomped and let them graze. They got drunk themselves and rinsed their faces. The river was narrow, flowing smoothly. Both banks are gently sloping, but on the other side, the forest was a wall, approaching the water itself.

“Get a dead wood for the fire, I’ll scout the fire,” asked Zabava.

I walked along the birch road collecting the dry wood and, suddenly, I saw a blurred spot right in front of me, outlines resembling a human being, and this creature said something, and spoke Russian, but I could not understand the words, it seemed as though I was fettered. and watched and listened. The vision did not last long, not more than half a minute, and also disappeared suddenly. Numbness passed, and I tried to remember what I heard, but, to my surprise, I could not remember anything.

When he returned to Zabava, with an armful of dry branches, she was already cheering her tongue with the thickening twilight light. I threw the branches and Fun, breaking them, put them in the fire, and now he gained strength and flared, shooting with coals.

- I met something in the forest, or someone, it told me something, but I did not understand the words, I did not see what or who it was.

- Div! - Fun shrank and, without looking at me, added - Predicted to you, or severe tests, or ...

She was silent, and I asked - Either that?

The fun raised her eyes to me - Death ..

Now, and I felt uneasy, but on the skin, from the back of my head, goose bumps ran.

“Okay,” she said, “what’s written on the family, not to be over, take out the tablecloth, lay it out, now you can eat - and she sat down at the fire.

I spread the tablecloth and looked at Fun - what are you going to order, Fun?

- The tablecloth is subordinate only to the one to whom it belongs, therefore you order

I thought, “What if ...” - Well, ka tablecloth, cover us dinner: baked potatoes, salted fungi, rye bread, Putinki cheat head, and “Lux” chocolate bar - for Fun!

Mushrooms and bread appeared immediately, and then the tablecloth hung, and I thought it would not be able to; but suddenly a vodka cup was drawn on the tablecloth, as if sweated from the refrigerator, I rubbed my hands - Taak! - then the chocolate fell, and finally the potatoes rolled.

Taak! - rubbing hands, took the potato - Wow! - I threw it - Hot!

Blowing into my arms, I peeled the potatoes and handed it to Fun, she took it and immediately dropped it, burning it - Oh!

- You blow on it, blow! - and, having cleared the second one, showed it to her, rolling the potatoes from one palm to another, blew on it.

I bit off - Ahhh! Crumbly!

Looking at me, the fun also bit carefully and held in my mouth, rolling it with my tongue, then saw through and ... smiled - Vkuusnaya.

Oh, well, it's me! - I took a little one, turned off the cap - For your health, Fun! - and, squeezing to the neck, sipped, taking three sips.

Aaeeh! - I grunted, grimacing and sniffing with a slit of rye, stretched the vodka to Fun and saw her face, smiled - she, too, frowned, looking at me.

Fun gently took the Chetchuk, sniffed and curled her lips - You try it!