snaps lightly on the nose with his finger and utters a “surprise” almost without sound. Then, trying to grab me by non-existent hair, and in their absence having taken hold of a bald head, bends my head to my wide-open mezhdunozhya.

I'll tell you honestly, I'm not a fan of hairy pussies. And from the point of view of aesthetics, and the practical realization of sexual intercourse (and even more cunnilingus), I am more impressed with the female genitalia with a minimum (and preferably completely without) hair. This is my clear IMHO, I do not blame the lovers of naturalness or some kind of fancy intimate hairstyles, their own business. But in this situation, I, burnt with kisses and delicious aroma of Aksana, a bright pink slit framed by black curly hair, which appeared right under the dress without underwear, only adds excitement, not to fastidiousness, I think that they will not interfere with anything, since they were conceived by myself mother nature.

But ... prevented. Whether the hair kept the smell is not very pleasant, the result of a hot day and going to the toilet, or a stark contrast between the unmatched perfume and natural body odor, but I interrupted the initial kuni pretty soon, saying “let's quickly go to the shower and continue”.

We went to the shower and continued. And it was not for nothing that she visited the bathroom, taking a handbag hanging in the hallway with her. We continued no longer kissing on the lips, but immediately turned around in 69 for mutual oral sex. It was wonderful, already no complaints. The smell and taste of the natural lubricant of a pure woman, coupled with the scent of some intimate hygiene products, made me bite and suck into her genitals, drink her moisture, grab the clitoris with her lips, imitate fucking with her tongue. With the constant feeling, stroking, the study of the hands of the surrounding areas: hips, priests, back, sides. No less remarkable was a member. With skill and skillful skill, Aksana sucked, quickly and sweepingly, then rolled like candy in her mouth, poked her head on one and the other cheek, in the same way not forgetting about hand caressing my body and gentle twitching of the hairline adjacent to it.

And that means, I’m treating it, I’m flying ... that is, I’m licking it, I’m licking, accepting a return suction with a high and I think so lazily, we do a little more caress and it will be necessary to put it on cancer, fuck it seriously, tea is not a girl In order to be satisfied with the blowjob, or maybe, since I’m already lying on my back, let the Amazon sit down and ride myself, the dominoes should like this posture more than a submissive knee-elbow. And suddenly, I begin to gradually feel some discomfort. And with the increase. Damn, what is it?

Whether I am accustomed to my habit by chance or having specially conceived such a check, I cannot know, but Aksana has been steadily sneaking up to my ass. When she still caressed with a wet finger around the hole or, without penetrating deep into, drove in circular motions, everything was fine. But as soon as my anus turned out to be more than half of a row, the painful sensations outweighed the thrill of the blowjob. Erzayu back and forth with the fifth point, trying to get rid of her fingers - it is useless. Maybe she even understood this as a reward, gave up sucking and is already trying to get through with all the dope. Yeah, schaz! All right, Aksanka, Kick your ass!

I slap on her ass and remove her from my face. Get out from under her.
- I told you not to climb into my ass? - with an ominous smile interested in Aksana.
- Oh, so what? Straight offended.
- Yes, I was not offended. It hurts and unpleasant. I told you? Spoke. You didn't believe me. So, substitute your ass. Did she promise? Be good to keep your word.
- I will not give dry.
- I have a gel.
“Show me,” and, wishing to retain the last word, “bring my purse, I have better.”

Better is better! You know best! I did not catch much of the difference between slip and penetration. Is that the color of my gel was pale pink, and Aksyushinogo - light yellow, almost colorless.Sucking me a dick for priming and rubbing my clitoris, sitting on the edge of the bed in front of me, she plentifully applied and rubbed grease on my dick, asked to generously moisten my anus and introduce slowly.

I do not know, maybe really, anal was for Aksana the rarest type. Thanks to the high-quality gel and the sounded method of proper implementation, the invasion of the “hell-gates” passed without a hitch. Whether anal was pleasant to Aksana or vice versa - I can not say. Because the fuck after the invasion was also smooth, without a bitch, without a hitch. Neither “oh and akhov” from pain and discomfort, nor podmahivaniya and crying from passion and excitement. Like "a man said - a man did," promised to give in the ass - I give, but with enthusiasm or not - I did not discuss it, be satisfied with what you have.

In general, I fuck-I fuck Aksyusha in the ass, tired, sweaty, the day is summer and hot, and the apartment is without air conditioning. He suspended his frictions, reached for a towel thrown nearby, wiped sweat from his forehead. And I hear her short laugh. I was even offended at first, I thought, he was laughing at me that he couldn’t beat a half hour like a jackhammer.
- What?
- I thought it was funny. After all, my "little men" will not believe if they are told that they fucked me in the ass. And if they themselves see, they will be greatly disappointed in the "mistress". Omitted is called a shame! - Aksana laughed, and I followed. And a little later, turning his head and sympathetically, - Tired, yes? Well, go, rinse, and I want a shower, hot. Then we continue normally. All the same, neither I do not finish, nor you.

Having received a charge of cheerfulness from a cool shower, we continued “normally”, that is, alternating vaginally and orally. It is noteworthy that vaginal sex was carried out mostly in the pose of "cancer" and less - sideways from behind, with a "spoon", without intimate contact face-to-face with the missionary and without accompanying the act of kissing on the lips. The habit of straponess to avoid tenderness? Is niche acceptable only for a loved one? Or pure coincidence? I do not know.

We finished orally, with a small time lag. At first, Aksana left me sucking dick (we were again at 69), stiffened, muttered bass "yes, yes, yes, yes, yes", rolled over on my side, then on my back, pressed my face to me, exhaled strongly and letting go of my head, pushed me aside. And, probably, for about five minutes, no less, she went into nirvana, staring blankly at the ceiling, with deep and irregular breathing, not reacting to external stimuli, and only occasionally the lower back was trembling, perhaps the color of which one argues and the existence of which others doubt.

When she returned from heaven to the sinful earth, it was the turn of my ending. Practically without changing her posture, just putting a pillow under her head and turning it to the side, Aksana was fucked in her mouth until the sperm was lowered. I did not swallow, I went to the bathroom.

Then we lay in arms and chatted. Not about sex. On work, taxes, inspections. About relatives, children, schools. Parallel light strokes and fleeting kisses. And a quick blowjob was made, when Aksana felt from the stiffened member that he was ready for the second run, but without the slightest hint on my part. She only warned me not to cum in her mouth or on her face, and would seed her heavy breasts with a dark, almost black halo around large nipples. I looked with a smile at my ejaculation, with one hand supporting my chest from below, and with the other affectionately stroking the fur of my buttocks and thighs.

“We don’t have time, it’s time for me,” she gently dodged when I wanted to give courtesy in return. And already in the yard, getting into the car - no, not in my shop, in the other I need to call in, and from there I will get there. Help me in one case, DD, if it is not difficult for you ... - and explained what she needed.

***​

About a week later, on a beautiful summer evening, at a table in an open-air cafe, there were three women and one man. Well known to us Aksana and her two girlfriends. The man was tall and thin, with a strong gray in thick hair.He did not take a loving glance from Aksyusha, and his musician’s thin and long fingers nervously beat the drumming on the table, hurrying time in an effort to quickly be alone with his beloved.

- Oh, Aksana! Very glad to see you! Hello! - the loud voice of a new visitor rang out, and a bald, thick, with a big nose came up to the table ... well, you know ... DD, all in white, and with a large bouquet of bright red roses in her hand. - It is for you! Once again - many thanks. You know why! - and lowering her voice, ostensibly only for a man, but within the framework of audibility for her friends who had pricked her ears: - She helped me a lot in one difficult question. Your girlfriend is a very beautiful woman and a very kind person.

The stunned man nodded, and Aksana slowly and obnoxiously said the queen in a drawling tone:
- Thanks! Sit down with us, DD! Will you drink something? Coffee or stronger? Do not hurry?
- Hurry up, Aksana. I would be happy to sit and talk with your pretty friends, but I am in a hurry, - he gave a carnivorous look to the girlfriends, demonstrating the lack of sexual interest for Aksana herself for her man, so allow me to leave. Have a nice evening! - and set sail.

The last text message from Aksana to my appearance at the cafe was: “Everything is according to plan. We are in such a place. We will be up to such a time. Do you have time? The first after the rehearsed mise-en-scene: “Thank you! If I get out, I'll come to you at night. Are you at the same address? ”
"It will not be repulsed" - I thought, and dialed the number Svetik-candy.
“I didn’t get out,” Aksyushina confirmed sms-ka in the morning, “but didn’t you, scoundrel, spend the night alone?”

***​

Our third meeting took place about three years later. And it lasted about thirty seconds. I was leaving Emsk by shuttle bus and had to give her a package. Aksana was late, the driver was nervous, but I still asked him to wait a few minutes. Finally, a taxi pulled up. Hugged, hello, how are you, thank you, you are a true friend, smacking on the cheek, the same awesome scent of perfume, with an effort of will I hold my hand so as not to lower from the waist to the tasty ass, until write, do not forget!

And the more we have not met. But here, I did not forget and write!)))