a kiss, precisely the fact that from the moment you arrived, you behaved like friends!
- It is logical! And I thought ... - the wife answered.
- What did you think ?! - I asked right away.
- What are you attaching me to Dimasik, - Vick giggled.
- Bitch! - I said, smack slapping her ass!
- Sdurel what? Hear the same! There, what a silence in the house! - slightly frightened, the wife answered.
- Spit! - I replied and dug a kiss on the lips of his wife.

We merged in a passionate kiss, our hands were already walking through our bodies, under a nightie, my wife was in some panties, in fact, like me. The hand of his wife, already slipped into them and played with my dick, who was gaining strength, at a frantic pace.

- It is impossible, it will be heard, - said in an excited voice, his wife, looking up from the kiss.
“We're quiet,” I replied, throwing my wife on the bed.

I began to bully my nightie, she slightly resisted, fearing that they would hear us, although I was aroused. Having overcome not a lot of resistance from my wife, I pulled the nightie over her navel, moving her panties aside, and I kissed her pussy, which was abundantly moisturized.

- Ah, - burst out of my mouth, my favorite.

I slowly earned the tongue, caressing the area around the clitoris, then spread the sex lips, got the language inside and began to actively work with them. Wife, slightly biting, one of his hand, so as not to moan, arched the back of the arc, and the second hand - lifted the nightie to the neck and alternately squeezed their breasts. I occasionally looked at my wife, so to speak from the position “between her legs”, her eyes were closed, and her nipples tightened like cherries, her pussy was very wet. I alternated penetration inside, quickly working, there tongue and more gentle licking of the clitoris, from time to time, slightly sucking it. I already had a stake, but I wanted my wife to cum from Cooney, although the language ... began to reduce from active work.

- Oh, bl @ be! - Vick swore, once again, arched her back and finished, her body began to shake. I felt it finish literally, just at this moment, my language was actively working in it. I have brought it to this before, it gave me indescribable delight! What could be more beautiful when your beloved - ends ?!

I slowed down the tongue, gradually came out of her pussy, and kissed the bud of her labia.

- Wow, class! I love your language! - looking at me with a misty look, said his wife.

I quickly threw off my pants and lay down on my wife, there was a desire - to enter abruptly, but I understood that shouts were not desirable in this situation. Kissing with my wife, I gradually began to enter her, into my own and very hot pussy. I began to increase the tempo, but despite the strong excitement, I listened to the surrounding sounds. The bed surprisingly did not creak, the wife, hugging me, quietly moaning in my ear, occasionally biting the wrist of her hand. The pace became even more active, the wife helped, moving towards my frictions, more and more settling down on my penis and then ... in the night silence, slaps were heard, my eggs about my beloved body.

- Hear ... but ... well, - in a very excited state, said his wife.
“Change position,” I said.

I sat down, having thrown my wife’s leg over myself, while not leaving her, turned her onto her side, then lay down myself. Vika was lying on her side, I was lying the same way, behind her back, I began to increase the tempo again, there were sounds from slaps, but not so loud anymore. I kissed the beloved in the neck, she with her own hands, twirled her nipples. Feeling that I would soon be over - I increased the pace, the silence of the night, once again, stirred up the flashing sounds, but I was ... spitting.

- Arrrrr! - I croaked, like a beast, ending in his wife's pussy. My wife turned her head at me, looking at me with a foggy look and twitching in convulsions of ecstasy. Having been in the cave of my beloved for a minute, I walked out of it.
“Well, we are heathens,” said the wife, smiling, and poked me, the groom sleeps upstairs, and I'm fucking here.
- I will give you! - jokingly, grabbing my wife's throat, I said.
- Damn, how can I take a shower? Sperm from me, is already flowing out, ”Vika whispered a little perplexedly.
- Now wipe, - getting out of bed, I said. I took a handkerchief, went to my wife and very gently wiped her pussy.
- Do not forget to wash him, - the wife giggled, - Better yet, throw him out, but for Olya not to see.
“Yes, I'm going to wipe their nose and mouth,” I replied with a laugh.
“I would like to see this,” the wife replied coquettishly.
“Let's go to sleep,” I said, putting the handkerchief into a small pocket in my travel bag.
“Still not familiar, without a shower,” said the wife.
- Well, what to do, the shower will be heard, - I said, and went to my wife.

Vika got out of bed, straightened her nightie, which because of our games, was rolled up to her neck, she did not put on her panties. Then she lay down to me, each of us lay on her side, facing each other.

“Honey, set the alarm for 6 am, I still have to get up,” his wife said.
“Even with my wife ... do not sleep normally,” I grumbled, took the phone in my hands and set the alarm.
- They agreed to an adventure, - calmly, said his wife, adding - Now, the door to the matrimonial bedroom is open, and Olya can go in there. I think it would be very problematic to explain my absence to her.
- It is logical! - I replied, removing the phone on the bedside cabinet.

We hugged and fell asleep.

***

Certainly ... the morning does not start with coffee, the alarm clock rang, I quickly turned it off. It was 6 am, my wife, she slept so sweetly beside me, I didn’t even want to wake her, but there was no choice.

“Honey, wake up,” I said to my wife, having kissed me on the cheek.
- And what? What? - answered waking up wife and stretched.
“It's 6 in the morning, you have to go upstairs to ...” I said, stumbling over the last word.
“To the bridegroom,” said Vika with a malicious smile.
“Go before Olga woke up,” I said.

My wife got up, stretched again and kissed me on the lips. She picked up her panties from the floor, abandoned there yesterday, put them on and went to the door.

“See you at breakfast,” she said, turning her head in my direction.
- And tonight! - I added!
- Of course! Today, your tongue worked wonders, - my wife answered, sending me a kiss.
- Write me a text message, how you will reach, that everything is normal, - I said.
“Okie,” answered his wife and quietly walked out the door.

After three minutes, I received a text message from my wife: “Everything is fine, I’ve slowly reached it, everything seems to be sleeping”, I sent the answer to my wife “Good! I love you ", Vika answered:" And I love you! ".
I removed the phone, my mood rose, “Well, at least at night, we will sleep together” - I thought. He himself did not notice how he fell into a dream.

- Do you sleep? - I woke up, knocking on the door. It was Olga.
- No longer. Why? - rubbing his eyes, I asked.
“Get up, breakfast soon,” Olga replied.
- Good! I get up, - I answered.

Outside the window was great weather, the sun was shining brightly. I got out of bed and went on standard morning matters. After taking a shower, I put on shorts with a T-shirt and went to the kitchen.

Only Olga was in the kitchen, she was standing behind the stove and toasting toast, apparently she did not hear me coming up from behind. I stood at a distance of about two meters and admired her arrogantly, she had a topic on her and rather tight shorts, she stood barefoot. I liked the female legs - feet, but in the aisles of the norm, a perverted fetishist - I was not. I became very interested, considering her and my friend, began to gain strength, which was ... not at the right time, considering that Olga can turn around at any moment or my wife can go down with my friend. To be honest ... I tried to extinguish sympathy for Olga, but I liked her from the very beginning, I understood perfectly well that I was married, but still ...

- Hello, and what are you here ... - Olga turned and began to speak, but stopped speaking when she saw slightly bulged shorts.
“Yes, I just came in,” I began to make excuses, and sat down at the table so that my growing member was not visible.
- Did you spy on me? - Olga asked with a smile.
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