about his attitude to blowjob and anal sex, citing his lovers as examples (not mentioning the names, however, but tying them to the institute’s courses and places of work), while showing loyalty to his currently boyfriend. Some fragments of my dream, as it turned out, took place in real life: she sometimes had sex with her neighbor-colleague, but with the obligatory reverse condition: he, too, should not have a girlfriend at that time.

- Come to me, Xu? - I ask her a question in the car, wondering how she does not hear the furious pounding of my heart. I just finally clarified that the guy caring for her in Moscow is not yet an intimate friend, and Ksyusha is confused by his fervor and filling up with compliments. Surprisingly, she does not consider herself beautiful, believes that her glasses are disfiguring (although no other defects on the face and figure can not be found with a microscope), takes the view that a man who praises her beauty and charm wants something from her (besides sex ), and it means that you have to keep your ears open, something is amiss.
- Well, just not for long! Will you bring me back home? - Perhaps the first time before answering, Xu pauses a few seconds.
- Yes!!! - the soul rejoices and sings, I am surprised at my endurance, as I didn’t fill it up right there in the car. I am in ecstasy: I rush along a flat road at high speed, a beauty sits next to me, who will soon be mine.

In the shop, already very close to the place of our solitude, I buy "Raffaello", some other accompanying trifle. Ksyu near. I asked to take soda water, bought myself cigarettes myself, having waited on purpose, until I moved away from the counter, I even thought, maybe I would like to get something from intimate hygiene, but hesitate to voice with me. When I am good-naturedly blaming her, they say, could I not buy you cigarettes, she replied that I spend so much on her. As if 50 rubles when compared with several thousand may have some value. But the attitude itself is pleasant, I will not hide, it is clear that it is not grabbing the grabber.

I thought I'd throw myself in her room, not having time to close the door. But I don’t know, by chance or intentionally, for some time Xu pulled the rubber. Did she want to torture me? Was she setting herself up for sex with a new and much older man? Did the cunning instinct inflame us both? I smoked a cigarette, ate candy, drank some water, sent me to the bathroom first. Then she went herself, returned, smoked a cigarette, drank some water, took a candy in her mouth ...

And then I could not resist. He sat down on her knees, leaning her heels on the floor, so as not to crush her fragile legs, pressed her torso against her girlfriend, still standing upright chest with sharp papillae. He launched his fist in her hair, turned his head a little more comfortably for me, and kissed her lips. And he was stunned by her mouth, feeling the strings of taste and bitterness of tobacco smoke, and the coolness of mineral water, and coconut sweetness of candy, and, most importantly, the young girl’s incomparable attractiveness, the endless desire to last and continue this kiss, to play with tongues, to explore her lips, not forgetting with hands to feel the bends and hollows of her body, beast from passion and becoming thinner from tenderness, feeling the aura of a desired woman, being ready to fall into her like a pool of water.

I would describe what happened next in one word - “Dorval.” Remembering later what I was doing with Ksyu, it becomes a little embarrassing and embarrassing. This is not a 40-year-old man prudently seduced with nothing to do the young person is not the most stringent rules, it is like a young boy, after 3 years of service on a submarine and so many years of dysbate, already forgotten how the female body looks not on vague black-and-white porno photos Dorval to the desired. I rudely fucked her and gently kissed her. I fucked her side and cancer, caressing my fingers every inch of her flesh.I drank her feminine juices and drilled my tongue in the back hole, not paying attention that Ksyu neglected a blowjob, not so much sucking as licking a member, often replacing oral caresses with manual work.

The final, to be honest, was a bit blurry. Having finished from Cooney, Ksyu lost interest in sex, perhaps she thought that I should already be satisfied. After a couple of times, she took a member out of her mouth and began to jerk off at the level of her chest, making it clear where I should stop. I did that. Having thrown her head away so that suddenly the sperm did not hit her face, Ksyu, narrowing her eyes, very seriously and without a shadow of a smile, carefully watched white drops irrigate her breast with frequent rain and rubbed her head into a thin film. Then she stroked my buttocks, and that was it, leaving me, however, stormy enthusiasm for this adventure and affectionate tenderness for a calm and confident girl.

... After two or three years, I met with Xu in Moscow. We visited the cafe, drank a cup of coffee and ate over the cake. She worked in the same place, some of the designed was already embodied in glass and plastic, iron and concrete of sports buildings, of which she was deservedly proud. She lived in the same way: together with a colleague in a rented apartment. But the colleague was already female. As it turned out, the neighbor got married and moved out, and the current Ksyushin boyfriend didn’t even know that she once lived in the same apartment with a foreign guy, not to mention fucking him.

“So you have a friend?” This is good, of course, well done Xu! But I, by sinful deed, thought to repeat that our meeting, no?
- No, comrade "Ivanov"! I would not mind, but I have a friend. Ugly would be, agree? - Xu smiled serenely, and it was clear that my answer is really not important to her, good or bad, but she has moral criteria and she will not overstep them.