- Come on! Tougher! Still! Still! - Marina led the process, lying on her back with defiantly widely spread legs.

Good forty minutes flew like a moment. Sweat, heavy drops fell on her stomach and chest, and the heart - a battering ram from the inside. Sex with this female was such that the quarry would seem like a light workout. Yesterday, on Saturday, I dreamed of her playfully fucking. And today, I like Tyson in the ring - with a ridiculous margin, got myself a victory - no longer for the sake of victory, but for the sake of preserving the face. Persons - a true peasant. This woman - just fire! Practicing with young guys hardened her so much that a forty-minute marathon is only a prelude for her ...

- Come on! Still! She cried, grabbing her knees with her hands and spreading her legs gymnastically. - Imagine fucking mother!

Her diligent, sometimes crafty, screams - were more likely to provoke and desire to please me, than real manifestations of orgasm.

- What is it? - Marina grumbled discontentedly. - I'm just starting to warm up, and you're already like a dead negro!

Fucked up! A little more and I will just roll on it a rag.

- Eh! Get down! - She shouted evil and made it clear that she wants to crawl out from under me.

I really like a black man, choking fell on the bed.

She famously jumped on my worn dick and jumped like a mare. Fortunately, we fucked not at home, but at her friend's cottage. The oak bed rumbled and cracked so much that it seemed to me that a little more and we would be sleeping on the floor today.

- Only cum! - she threatened. - You really do not like it later, what will happen!

Ept, this is my first time! Her last words, especially impressed me: I really didn’t want to see "what will happen next."

Marina pulled her legs out from under herself and straightened them, thereby, fully and firmly sitting on my dick with her cunt all the way. Then she slightly tilted to her side, lifted one leg and keeping her weight, roughly shoved the big toe into my mouth. I was her trophy. She amused me. Her eyes were burning. She took the big breasts with chocolate nipples with her hands (exactly like my mother's) and began shaking them shamelessly. Then she pulled hard, lifting it up and sticking out her tongue, began to lick her nipple. This pause was technical, to give me a little cool. Marina was obviously experienced! Feeling that the member hardens, she removed the leg, rose above me like a long-legged spider. She sat up, put her hands on my shoulders and made a few virtuoso rotation movements with her hips. Hot dicked sensations ran through the cock. Then abruptly: with a slap and hatred - it thumped in my pelvis. High tossed back and again, with all the dope, lupanula for me. I felt unwell and closed my eyes. "Tyson" - got a sneaky uppercut and slowly fell into a knockout ... a sperm approached a member ...

- You Khan! - I heard a displeased, menacing voice. - I'll write to everyone! O great Tundra, O excellent Tundra! Ugh! Everyone will know!

Her words were beaten in the ears, like a referee readout: “Six! ... Seven! ... Eight!", Which inevitably intends to count to a complete fiasco. In the dope, I tried to throw her off me, and made a jerk ... But ...

Nine ten! This is the end! Sperm, tight jet crashed into her chest and scattered spray in all directions. My head was buzzing in the same way as the beam, which was cracked with a crowbar, and I felt a very obsessive sensation of nausea ... "Tyson" was defeated! I was lying on the bed, like a slaughtered fighter on a tatami. Who lost in the locker room - before you went to the fight ...

Marina, without saying a word, got up and, without sheltering, went to the shower naked. Even from the back, felt anger and discontent. I lay on the bed with my hands on my head and struggling with a fit of nausea. This, your colleague has not yet happened. Shoulder, shame, disappointment, and wild weakness burst into me, as if tearing off the covering of pride, invulnerability and self-confidence ...

Under the shower, I felt like a complete nothingness. There was no excuse. According to the member, which was now hanging like a trunk, a thick stream of water ran down ... on this stream - you could look forever, just not to go to the bedroom, just not to get caught in her eyes. I, as if otpizdili in the disco 90's; I felt like a legionary - the stupidly lost the eagle of his legion. And so it all began nicely ...

* * *

Back on Saturday morning, I felt like a hero. After walking in front of the mirror, I kicked the dick and admired his steadfast strength. After giving him a tasty schlichan, he elastically played, returning and swaying like a compass needle. I was going to a great fuck. Whistling the tune of “Dark Faces” from the movie “Only Old Men Are Going to Battle”, I pulled on tight bottoms, tucked up my “carrot”, and began to choose an evening suit.

True to say, there was not that quivering intrigue that usually arose when I was walking in the hope of finding myself a new mature bitch. Everything was clear here - everything is known. No romance, no surprise. There was no need for pheromones or any other tricks available in my modest arsenal. I knew that Marina, who wished to see me, was originally just a fuck.

We met, as agreed. She was beautiful: the makeup of a whore, a short red dress with a huge neckline and a convex chest without a bra, legs in stockings in a large mesh and open cherry shoes on a hairpin — it was impossible not to recognize. Of course, I was very excited to see her in this guise. The first thought that flashed through me was that I would hurt this mother and would turn and sail her like a blinker. And then, I will again write to you: about my next great victory and to delight you - with the next success of your colleague.

We had a nice chat. The bell sounded and we had to go to the hall. In the midst of the action, Marina gently took my hand, put it on a hot leg and slowly led it under her skirt. I was afraid to breathe! Fingers, feeling every cell of her mesh, I got to the gum stockings. At this moment - dick was already standing, like a baboon. She continued to start my palm further and ... slipped under her fingers, a hot, shaved pubis. A little bit more and a smooth slit walked under a fingertip. Marina was without panties and with a shaved cunt!

She leaned toward me slightly and whispered:

- Surprise! This is for you! Everything as you like!

I was in seventh heaven. Always dreamed that a woman - like this, naturally, showed a desire to fuck. I barely stayed until the end.

After Music Hall, we walked through Alexandrovsky Park. Of course, I already wanted to go to her, to unceremoniously tear up this slut, but she was not as simple as the box of Lemarshan, which, in order to get the thrill, you will have to open it. Exciting to the limit and seeing my animal desire, she said:

- This is such an ecstasy! Seeing when the young boys, drooling, eagerly want to shove their unbridled segments to you ... - she unbuttoned her raincoat and, looking around, as if by accident, opened the neckline, exposing my naked big breasts. A huge brown nipple-olive - stuck out enticingly.

- You want me? She asked mockingly, continuing to experience my lust.

- Go! - I said directly to her.

- Did you really think that I’m going to rush with you headlong right like that? - For some reason, she was surprised at my answer and put on her raincoat. - I should have seen, evaluated.

It feels like I was cut off by a dick ...

- Well, how? Appreciated? - I hardly squeezed out of myself, restraining from irritation. Half an hour ago, she allowed herself to stroke her pussy, and now, as a bitch, she began to manipulate me.

- I appreciated, - Marina answered calmly and added: - Tomorrow, at my friend's dacha. If you pick me up at one o'clock in the afternoon, you will approach me.

“Are you coming to me ?!” - ebnulo in my head. Well dick yourself! But, desire, was above pride and I, as an obedient dog, agreed ...

Drove her to the specified address. She went out and walked up from my window, leaned over. The raincoat was unbuttoned and the breasts hung like pears in front of my eyes.