the belt and, in general, from its movements it was visible from the shore that it was washing away.

- Wash him, - Olga nodded at my dick. - And then he was in the ass, dirty now.

I obediently took out the member in the water from the shorts and rinsed it, opening the head.

After being washed, my unusual friend took me by the hand again and promptly led me to the nearest booth. It was not the cabin we were in today, and the other, farther from our tents, on the very edge of the campsite.

We entered, Olya with a confident movement threw a hook on the door and, pulling off her shorts, said: “Ligi! I also want to cum from your Cooney! ”

From such spontaneity, I was taken aback and obediently knelt down, and Olya turned around backwards, leaned over and, without turning her head, said that if I want her to finish, then you need to lick here and, opening her lips with your fingers, drew an imaginary circle with your index finger, pointing on the area of ​​her pussy, whose affection will bring her an orgasm. It was the very basis of the pussy where the entrance to the vagina, in contact with the crotch. In general, I noticed that when I licked Olya's pussy, she reacted to two places, but due to the fact that I was uncomfortable, I switched to the clitoris, and now the access to the second one was simply excellent.

Olya removed her hand and her pussy closed again. From the sight of her holes in front of my face, I was excited. My dick jumped up, but I, not paying attention to him, fell to the fold of tongue. Without any difficulty getting inside, I began to caress the very place that Olya showed. When I immersed my tongue a little in the vagina, and then I led them upwards, towards the pope, then the tongue clung to the fold, which divided pussy and ass, and pulling it off, clearly brought pleasure to Olya. I found the very place from which she just melted. It was the lowest part of the recording where the lips closed and that part of the skin that was between the pussy and the booty. I began to caress his tongue. I liked that Olya was moving with a thalat, and I had to hold her by the hips, so as not to tear myself away from the caresses. I saw that she was very good. At first, I avoided the hole of her priests and did not want to touch her, but accidentally hitting her, I felt her tense under my tongue. Olya started at this moment. And I licked her anus again. Her body responded again. I was very flattered. I was delighted with the fact that I can bring such pleasure. The zone of my caresses has increased. I then immersed my tongue in my pussy, caressing the back wall, then quickly and strongly licked the gap between pussy and booty, and then in a circular motion I caressed her anus. When I tried to push the tongue in the ass, he easily fell through, but stumbled upon a bitter taste, I stopped doing it. I do not know how much I caressed Olya so much, but what I was doing for all this was done. Olya shook her ass and, squeezing her legs, began to cum. Tightly compressed hips did not interfere with access to her ass, and I did not stop caressing until Olga finished. She limped, stretching her legs, crawled down. She turned to face me and squatted on her haunches, leaning her back against the wall.

After sitting a bit, Olya said that this is why she rarely ends with Cooney, by the fact that she likes to be caressed by priests. But, unfortunately, it is difficult to persuade the guys and just to kuni, and even to such affection, and even more so ... And in order to finish, caressing the clitoris, you have to pull it hard, but it is difficult to do it with your tongue.

I stood up, stretching my stiff legs, and in front of Olin, in shorts, was my standing member. She did not say a word, pulled off her shorts and began to suck him. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. Remembering that last time Olya took a member out of her mouth when I finished, I warned her before an orgasm, and she began to jerk him with both hands. I sprayed on her chest and arms.

This was the last time we had sex. After Olya wiped out the sperm, we parted our tents.I jerked off another two times in the toilet, remembering everything that happened, and a day later Olya and her family left, and I do not even know which city.

I understand that the chances are minimal, but still, Olya, if you read this and know me, let me know about you. As you can see, I have not forgotten anything. I remember all the details of our meeting, all the experiences and emotions that you gave me. And, probably, I will never forget you ...