and nimblely pushed her pussy onto his rod, increasing momentum and without ceremony.

Hard sex gets partners, it is always at its peak. And when you are in an orgasmic vacuum and touch it with love thoughts, it explodes from contact, turning into a purple twinkle of stars in the purple field of high, you don't want to slow down a bit.

Then he puts her crustacean, and rigidly enters the wet, squishy juice. Her beautiful elastic ass sways to the beat lively occurrences. Her velvet anus then shrinks, then relaxes and his thumb on it. He draws circles that complement the peak with his frenzy.

He is ready to explode, but still early. Stefan turns her around and holds her cock over her plump lips. Lyuba begins to lick him and then sucks her mouth.

She puts her mouth on the penis, each time deeper and deeper entering it, until the head overcomes the barrier and enters the throat. But she does not let him out of the pharynx, although she suffocates from lack of air and abundant salivation. Tears roll from the corners of her eyes, and she tears him up with quick, short jerks. He suffocates from intoxication and, not restraining himself, discharges into her throat.

On Sunday he was leaving. They stood for a long time, embracing at the side of a street paved with cobblestones.

A month later, he made her an offer. In the restaurant. According to the sounds of the piano, he put the first Tiffany ring on her finger.

- Lyuba, will you be my wife?

- Yes darling.

Lyubasha and Vika sat in a cafe and drank aromatic coffee.

- I am so glad to see you! - Ate the eyes of Vick girl. - Tell me a secret that opens the way to the fulfillment of any desires.

- It is necessary to ask how it should be and when it clicks “it will be given” inside, listen to the inner voice and do as he tells.

- You did not call, did not write, I could not find you. But, I thought that when the time came, you yourself will announce.

- I didn’t want to stir up the past, life decided to start from scratch, and there be what will happen. Let's not discuss bad, or I did well. It already happened, we will better think about my wedding. By the way, you are invited as a bridesmaid - Lyuba rummaged in her purse and took out an invitation, thick white cardboard with angels crowded out on it and then the text in German in gold letters.

- How lovely! - screamed Vika and, getting up, hugged her girlfriend. - When is this event scheduled?

“In June, when I’m finished studying at the university, and I can fully devote myself to the wedding and relocation to Stefan.”

The girls could not say a word, anticipating the upcoming event. Lyuba told the story of her love. Vika shared news and events that happened to her.

Gradually, the thread of the conversation rested on the painful events of bygone days.

- You know, your ex changes chicks like gloves. It seems to me that his tower was torn down after your departure. Max thought he was a victor, and he was a fiasco. He is still handsome, but painfully cynical and arrogant.

- It doesn't bother me anymore.

- By the way, Vadim ran for a month in our cafe and literally shook me like a rag, trying out information where you had gone. It seems to me that he was shocked and walked like a hit. I do not know how much time it took him to understand and realize what had happened.

- Look you, what penetrated, continuous shame, fear and constraint.

- Oh, what are we all about the bad and the past?

“Vika, I’ll have a small request for you,” Lyuba drummed her fingers on the table and, with her eyes fixed on the window, continued - find out where Vadim works, which company and everything else. Will you do

- What girlfriend, revenge is a cold dish?

- What are you, just decide one day to congratulate him, let's say ... happy birthday ...

The wedding was magnificent. They celebrated it on the estate of Stephen's parents. The bride was wonderful - fresh, young, spectacular and charming. The groom was glowing with adoration and love.

When Stefan and Lyuba exchanged rings, everyone stood up and applauded for a long time. And they could not tear themselves apart, holding the hearts together with a passionate and long kiss.

At the end of the wedding, tired and tired, the girlfriends talked, finally, about matters that do not require delay. Vika provided all the information about Vadim, Lyuba listened and, nodding her head, said:

- Monastery, tea, Tao awareness, “the lotus is blossoming in stone” ...

Lyuba transferred to the University of Munich and continued her studies. Stefan was in charge of his business. They lived in a large and bright apartment in Bogenhausen, near the park and the lake.

Madly loved each other and made plans for the future. Attended social events and often traveled alone, or with friends of Stefan, who were all in love with a charming Russian girl.

Lyuba graduated from the university with honors and after receiving a diploma. Stephen asked:

- What is the favorite gift to get? - he hugged her and kissed her nose.

“It may sound strange, and you will refuse me, but this is my plan.” Let's just say long term. I want to try my hand at business.

- Yeah. Although I once discovered a way to do what is right, I’ll listen to my inner voice. Set out. You know, we Germans are scrupulous, meticulous pedants.

The girl was released from embraces and took a laptop.

- Sit down, dear. I will tell you about my project, notice the first in my life and show you what and how. You just listen to the end, do not interrupt.

- I will try, - he grinned and sat down beside him.

Lyuba started.

- But why Moscow?

- Expansion of space and market. You used to think of European values, and here the scope. I think with this plan we will not lose, especially in IT technologies, you are a dock. And I will learn to conduct business under your clear and sensitive guidance.

They talked all day, discussing this topic.

- Now the crisis and we will be able to get the main stake. New strategy, updating the image of the company and German technology.

- Well, I will consult with my partners, conduct market research and analysis.

That night, Lyuba surrendered to him with such passion and temperament, that he felt like a hackneyed stallion, who was not shot at the crossing just because he was still in a trend.

Two months passed, Stefan often traveled to Moscow on business trips, she was waiting for him, preparing for the arrival of romantic dates. That, meeting on the threshold of naked in high-heeled shoes, holding the vane in his hand:

- Oh, my lord! Your odaliska was waiting for you to serve you faithfully.

That, in a nurse's suit; in a white short robe, from the neckline of which the rounded hemispheres of the breasts in red lace of passion were peeping out.

True connoisseurs know that having a beautiful body is one thing, and an intelligent girl and a beautiful divine flower is another.

In separation, they always eagerly thought about each other, and when they met, they pounced on each other and tormented them with their love.

Returning after another trip, Stefan invited her to a restaurant. There, sitting in cozy armchairs, to quiet music, I ordered a bottle of expensive champagne. The waiter poured frothy liquid in his glasses, and, wishing a pleasant evening, left.

- Luba. I love you desperately and recklessly. You are a woman I have been waiting for all my life, with my own smells, driving me crazy, thoughts that may be reckless at first glance, not like everyone else’s, others, and words. You are mine. And let all the skyscrapers fall, wash away all the islands, but our love will live forever. I promised you a gift and kept my word. Now the Moscow company is included in our concern. For us and new features.

If it were possible to shout in falsetto and jump on one foot in this expensive restaurant, Lyuba would have done so. But, having lived so much in this country, she kept her impulse.

She got up, went around the table and kissed her husband on the lips, saying:

- Thank you, darling.My gratitude and love for life, - two tears of happiness flowed from the corners of the eyes.

“You must go with me.” Next Tuesday.

Moscow. The head office of the company. At the negotiating table Vadim Olegovich and his companion, Vladimir Eduardovich, three top managers. They are waiting for Stefan.

“Vadim Olegovich, Stefan Keller and his wife arrived,” the secretary’s voice resounded.

- Call.

Everyone cheered up, put on smiles, and with subservience began to wait for the meeting, directing interested looks at the door.

The door opens and Stefan lets his wife forward.

Tall, stately, catchy beautiful. She is wearing an elegant narrow black dress from the latest collection ... knee-length, top and bottom, trimmed with a strip of leather. From above a stylish jacket in the tone covering the open shoulders. On long and slender legs, dressed in light silk stockings, black pumps with gold straps. In her hand is a small black leather handbag with a gold chain handle.

Hair laid in a casual haircut from an expensive stylist. A minimum of cosmetics - black arrows on the upper eyelid and red lips. The image of Marlene Dietrich with Parisian chic.

The eyes of the men ate her while she walked, and while Vladimir, who had leaped up, pushed back the chair, inviting the guest to sit down. An endless minute of amazed silence. Applause did not follow, working days.

Vadim tried to understand at what point he lost his life. Four years ago, he was happy, he worked like an ox, he loved, he stuffed his pockets with money, he let other people's lives derailed. Than he guilty, that he was overwhelmed by salt water with the Barracuda, and this Barracuda owns all-money, a controlling stake and his former Lyubasha.