- Ask! Ask me to caress you. You really want this! - Cyril said quietly, once again looking up from her cracks.

- Mmm! Caress me! She whispered hotly.

- No not like this. Tell me how you want me to caress you in detail!

- Kiss me there! - not constraining impatience, Anya cried out.

- No not like this! Kissing is not what you want right now - he smacked her clit. She reached for him, lifting her hips, but his lips were already far away. - Do you want this? You have to say it yourself!

- Caress me there! She cried out again.

- No, tell me correctly!

- Lick me! Lick my pussy, suck! - she cried out with grief from impatience, and clutching his hair, pulled his head down to greedily opened lips that were flowing out of moisture, waiting only for him, - Lick me! You are welcome! I beg you!

- Yes, now you deserve it, - Kirill took pity on her

Head down between the legs of the girl, he quickly earned his tongue. Anya did not even moan - screamed! A powerful orgasm shook her body ...

And they began their secret life. Being buried from Svetlana, from neighbors, they met two or three times a week. More often it didn’t work, despite his free schedule, or her two, after two. Cyril in Anna liked everything: irrepressible curiosity, spontaneity and the absence of stupid cheating.

Preserving her virginity, a member of Cyril studied all the depressions and bulges on the girl's body, having been there, it seemed everywhere. But the main places that brought the greatest pleasure to both of them were the slits: in front, between wet sponges and behind between delightful small elastic buttocks. However, Anya herself was not serious about her promise to this mother. A couple of times, Kirill felt that she wanted to go there. But everything suited him, it was even more interesting.

Hanja Anya was also not. On the fifth or sixth date, she herself, kissing Cyril, dropped to her knees, and, taking off his shorts, asked to tell him how to do blowjob. At first, he took care, not ending in his mouth, but was severely reprimanded, saying that she loved him completely and not piecemeal, and if she suddenly felt unpleasant, she would say so ... Fugget!

Once, Anya confessed that almost everyone noticed how she shines, they joked, demanding to admit that they had fallen in love. She did not confess how she could repent, but she was not believed.

Despite the obsession with their young mistress, not all dates were held only in bed, they went to a restaurant a couple of times, once to the movies. Outing into the world has become another source of entertainment. Anya always planned everything very carefully when she left the house, after how many minutes he had, where they would cross, where he would pick her up.

Once, transfixing, having satisfied the first fit of desire after separation, they chatted, lying in bed, and Cyril, for the sake of mere interest, asked what dolls and toys she played during her childhood. Shortly thinking, Anya replied:

- I had a lot of dolls. The bear was a big hare, Barbie, of course, but Ken was not. With a hare, I slept for ten years. Mother tortured to wash it. He got around, but I still loved him. And then as it cut off, - she paused, staring thoughtfully at the ceiling.

Suddenly giggled.

- What are you doing?

- And then, when I got a little older, my dinosaur became my favorite toy. You know, such soft rubber?

- I know. And what's funny?

- How did you imagine that you think about me if I tell you how I played with him.

- Tell me, - without hesitation, Cyril demanded.

Having broken a little, sometimes embarrassedly giggling, she said that she was caressing herself as a dinosaur. Long tail, spikes on the back, open mouth - gave a lot of new sensations to the schoolgirl.

Having finished her short tale, Anya turned on her side, and accidentally touched the embarked member of Cyril.

“Mmm, Cyril,” she ran her finger along the trunk, from bottom to top, to the head. - Is it because of my dinosaur?

“I think so,” said Kirill, drowning in pleasure. - It will be necessary to buy. To test

Anya bent down, licked the bridle of the penis, and immediately straightened mischievously with glittering eyes.

- Why buy, he is in my room in a box. Do you wanna take a look? - and asked a little embarrassed. - I'm depraved, huh?

- No, you're a fantasy. The biggest and cute dreamer that I met in my life. Show the dinosaur.

He was interested, and who would refuse? Throwing on their robes (he had brought a women's bathrobe at home for the first time in his life), they went to her.

The dinosaur was not small, in two palms long, with a head and tail. Soft - you can roll a ring. Throwing a robe over Anya, Cyril trampled down the paws of the toy on the neck, along both breasts, and humorously sang:

- In the valleys and hills ...

The dinosaur continued his journey through the girl's body. From the breast went to the tummy, then to the pubis. He turned around, touched the clitoris with his long narrow tail, parted his lips. He turned around again, bent, kissed the clitoris with open mouth ...

Anya was silent, sometimes smiling, watching Kirill play through her fluffy eyelashes. Sensing growing excitement, he caught himself and led her to his apartment. There, having laid the girl on the bed, he undertook a more detailed trip of the dinosaur through the hills and hollows, with a careful study of all the folds of the “terrain”.

Anya began to moan when a dinosaur firmly settled between her legs, caressing a crack in her tail, then in a small head, or even riding on her back through a slippery crevice. When she often breathed deeply, Cyril put the toy in her hand. He ordered in a hoarse voice:

- And now come on yourself. Show me how you did it.

Anya began to caress herself with a toy, repeating almost everything that Kirill did, but a little differently, somewhere she moved the toy more energetically, somewhere stronger, or vice versa pressed it more weakly.

He lay on his side, putting the swollen penis on the thigh girl. He lay, watched, slowly moving his wet head over the hot skin, adding pleasure to both her and herself.

Ani's fingers were already moving without stopping. She closed her eyes, bit her lip. Her chest heaved with frequent breathing, her legs tensed and then relaxed. She was in that state, when a little more, a couple of movements, and she would fall into unconsciousness of pleasure.

Suddenly she stopped. Drunk from her promiscuity, she whispered in an excited whisper:

- Want to see how I still caressed myself?

Anticipating a special spectacle, Cyril did not think for a second.

- Yes!

Slightly raising her knees, Anya several times ran her head over the dinosaur in its crack and withdrew her hand and stuck it below. Bending her knees harder, almost pressing them to her chest, she put her right hand between her legs and her left hand to help her, butched her ass on the bed, relaxed, and slowly pressed the dinosaur, inserting ... Did she really insert it in her ass? He choked with excitement, piercing the body like a current. This is a thrill!

Anya stopped, put her legs on the bed, squeezing them a little, and removed her hand. After lying a bit, I pulled the dinosaur closer, so that its back was completely between the lips and holding it by the tail began to move it upside down. A little, literally a centimeter, one and a half. At first slowly, then a little faster.

He wanted to test his hunch, he reached out his hand, but when he saw what was happening with the girl, he stopped. Anya lay still, her body stiffened, only her fingers moving with the dinosaur moved. The head lay back, mouth half open. Often breathed. Suddenly my fingers went faster. She screamed, threw up, squeezed her legs with a jerk, squeezing her hand with them and bending them in her knees, trembling violently, moaning for a long time, jerking turned on her side and calmed down, curling up. She lay motionless for a while, only sobbing softly.

Moving a little, Cyril looked at the quivering little sharp ass. His guess was true - the dinosaur’s head was hiding in a small ... Read more →