The noise of flowing water overlaps even the tramp of my shoes in the hallway. I listened. And there is. You do not know that I am at home. You take a shower. Fine. I throw off the heavy shoes and head for the bathroom door, on the move we are wearing jeans and a t-shirt that sweat after a workout - I forgot the fucking shift in the gym. Barely audibly clicks the lock and the door moves to the side, revealing a fantastic picture. The water lashes on the floor of the cabin, and you have rested against the wall, rolling your eyes upwards, not seeing or hearing anything. The light T-shirt didn’t hide the excited hard nipples, looking straight at me. And you were in such a hurry with your vibrating toy that you forgot to take off black lace panties. You managed to push only the purple fabric that hinders the toy. Frequent chest breathing, so familiar ... So seductive ...

You want to moan louder ... but you are afraid to be heard. Squeezing lips, biting them. I could not stand it - got the phone. Honey, a twenty pixel camera won't exactly forget that. Your juices drain on fingers wrapping a toy on a battery. Bitch Feet trembled and focus captures close-up bliss on your graceful little face. Pause. You start to cramp. You're about to finish. I take a step. Other. Carefully put my hand on the black ring at the base of the vibrator, clasping your fingers. You jumped and screamed in surprise. I turned the switch ring. Hush.

“You ... you ...” your voice began to murmur. - I closed your mouth with a kiss. You almost did not respond to the touch of the tongue. Too scared?

A second and a vibrator rolls across the floor. Pussy expires, streaming the hips. Break away from my lips, looking into my eyes.

“I do not ...” you began in a quivering voice.

- ... I wanted, dear ... I really wanted to. - I put a finger on your lips.

Without a word, kneel down. I can smell you. Heck! I love this smell! I move the panty fabric aside, feeling from them just the divine smell of your juice. The tip of the tongue touch the lips on the smooth shiny pussy. You oyknula and smiled. Almost going crazy with desire, I dug my lips into the flowing source. Language slips, as if living its own life. You moan and do not hesitate. Louder. Hold my head against you. I growl, frantically turning my head. Enjoy your taste. I burn my tongue about your cherry. Bitch sweetie. I can not see, but I feel how your head rushes along the wall from side to side. Your breathing is more and more interrupted. Loud moans turn into screams.

The tongue sharply leaves the sweet hot cave. You snarled something unintelligible in your hearts. Heck. How do I want you. Your skin Hair. Mouth. Tongue. I grab you by the waist and in one motion I carry you into the shower stall with cool water gushing from a gander. You look at me with muddy eyes. Your body did not have time to cool down after caresses and you do not feel the coolness. T-shirt is already wet through with girlish sweat and water. Panties just lowered below the waist on the left. Wild hair.

- Son of a bitch. - you whisper.

Instead of answering, I cast a glance at you, expressing nothing but desire. You step back, looking into my eyes, like a rabbit paralyzed by the fear of a snake.

Your hands washed your tired body after a workout. Back, torso. Shoulders. Your hand goes down. Snarlingly kissed boxers hard cock. Soap slipped over my flesh. Your pen worked wonders. Slipped on the trunk, smearing soap. I groaned when you began to gently run with your fingers over the swollen, expiring head. I spread my arms to the side, leaning against the wall and the cabin to keep my feet. Victorious smile but your lips. You go down in your panties, depravedly lowered, on your knees.

The barrel cleaned of soap suds plunges into your skillful (I know) hot mouth. Uvula teasing bridle. The grease flowed onto the tongue with which you fluttered over the head.Sponges sucked dick, suing. I moaned, unable to hold on. Eyes. Your shameless eyes. The penis is almost completely in the mouth - I already feel the neck with which you skillfully squeeze the head, forcing me to growl.

- AAAAAA !!! Bitch! What are you depraved! - breaks out of the chest.

You look up at me, but I do not see - my head is thrown up. If I look at you, I'll finish right away.

I felt like a member leaves your mouth, and the tongue, as if not wanting to let go, slides over the bridle along the entire length.

“So fuck your depraved bitch ...” you whispered, pulling me along with you, holding me by no means by the hand.

We only reached the corridor. Panties lay torn at the other end of the apartment. The t-shirt was hanging on the door of the kunha. I turned you back to me and fucked you from behind. More precisely, hammered into your penis with each blow more and more quickly. Your legs gave way and you would definitely fall. My hands are wrapped around your waist and chest, tormenting your nipples. You kept screaming.

- Ko n'chu! Con tea! Concha-yuyuyuyu !!! Please, still-her-eee !!! - In time with the blows you screamed.

I growled from pleasure. And screamed, hammering a cock into you. With every blow you threw up and you screamed even louder. A scream broke for a screech. I felt you flowing. Your juice ran down my legs. I knew that for sure.

- It is impossible - I whisper - Be patient. Be patient.

Cock throbbed in your pussy. I felt you pinch me inside. For a moment, slowed down the pace.

- Please - you squeaked not your pleasure voice. - Please let...

- It is impossible! - I have already begun to batter your wet pussy. - Be patient, bitch ... who do you want? !!

- You ... - whisper - You ... - the voice is getting louder.

Pussy expires on yours and on my legs. The blows are even stronger. I scream, not wanting to stop this sweet debauchery. Your gorgeous hair, wet, tangled. I grab them with one hand, winding up my fist. I pull on myself a little, slowing down and stopping.

- I want you! You!!! You!!! You bitch dog, fucking !!! Crazy, sadist, your mother !!! - you scream so impudently. So suddenly. And sexy.

Slightly pull the hair on yourself, turning the face. Mad with lust eyes. Feet don't hold you. Look incinerates desire ...

In the kitchen, you were scattered on the table under the blows penetrating the girl. The screams became hoarse ...

- Stronger ... Stronger ... - you whispered ... - Yes ... Mmmmmm ...

I again fight in you with all my might. As a reward you scream ... Louder. Louder. Someone on top pounded on the batteries. Honey, we roused the neighbors.

- I finish !!! DAAAA !!! - pussy pulses. You fight in ecstasy about the table. Exhausted moaning, sagging. How sweet and long. It seems that these are three orgasms that have passed into one big, bright, incessant, sweet to the extreme.

Finally, you are satisfied, exhausted, you lean back on the table. Looking straight into the eyes, say:

- Come to me - you lick clearly hinting ...

The head slipped between your hot lips and you smacked, lying on the table, began to suck, all the same depraved and lustful looking into your eyes. And maybe even deeper than in the eyes.

Two more moves ... Damn ...

- Aaaaaaa ... - moan escapes from the chest and sperm fills your mouth, not fits. With gusto you swallow and lick. And you look in your eyes ...

- How are you a lot, dear. - A white drop flows down the edge of the lips. - And you are delicious, I did not tell you?

I am completely stunned by everything that happened in the last half hour, I look with an empty look out the window.