1. Mongol Shuudan
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The story is written to order - this is a new adventure of the charming Korean Lily and her husband. Continuation will be published in a paid access.

"Nothing on earth passes without a trace"... Igor somehow remembered the words of a famous song when he was sitting at home in his cozy kitchen and drinking hot tea in small sips. Every time Lily broke out of her usual rhythm of life, turning over his mind and giving a lot of emotions and sensations, his heart literally jumped out of her chest. Igor departed from all this for a long time, as if reliving the “fall” of his beloved - now for the second time.

Their relationship developed in a vicious circle, and he could with a high degree of probability assume that he would say or do his favorite in a similar situation. Despite the fact that he did not admit this time that he had witnessed group fucking, where his wife was assigned a central role, Lily understood this immediately, just by looking Igor in the eyes when she returned home that evening - shabby, but completely satisfied

- Do you know why I stayed? - She asked dryly, slipping out of clothes in the hallway and, without waiting for an answer, moving gracefully to the bathroom. Words were not needed, it was enough to look at the spouse and his suffering face.

“Just don’t tell me you don’t like it,” Lily continued, leaving half an hour out of the bath in a light robe and with a turban from a towel on her head, “I’d never believe that you can see it through your fingers just because fear losing me!

- Do you love me? - Only could squeeze out of himself Igor, wandering his gaze through her seductive body. It seemed to him that she was now somewhere far away.

“I love,” Lily answered quietly, and looked openly at her husband's eyes, “well, come to me, stupid,” she beckoned him, slowly untie the belt of her robe ...

Despite the warm reception that Igor received lately in sex, as well as the complete absence of refusal in everything that he would not have taken into his head, he still felt that there was a rift between them. It was all wrong. The quality of sex has improved significantly, but the tender feelings that Lily had hitherto felt for Igor — until she tasted the forbidden fruit — melted with every act of love. As if something was not enough for her to feel again that she was loved and desired, satisfied and happy by a young woman - such as Igor wanted to make her.

Gradually, their family life entered its normal course, and Igor increasingly recalled the incident, which captured the body and spirit. To say that somewhere deep in his mind he did not want to experience these thrills again would be untrue. But he remembered at what price this pleasure was achieved: the bitterness of the aftertaste from Lily’s deed was so strong that it often seemed to him that the game was not worth the candle. He feared that their marriage would not endure another wife’s spree and would burst like a soap bubble. And then forgive everything: beloved, and the thrill of the forbidden fruit, and regular sex without taboos and restrictions.

But fate wanted to test their family ship for strength once again: and the devil alone knew how this event would have ended ...

It was a warm autumn evening and the summer was not going to give up their rights. Lily returned home after work, slightly tired but peaceful: the students loved her and obeyed everything. She recalled funny moments from her difficult work and smiled at her own thoughts. Already in the courtyard, not far from the entrance, she was distracted from positive memories by the strange noise and shouts that came from the children's town.

She carefully looked at the group of children and instantly assessed the situation: the situation was critical, and the intervention of an adult was not only appropriate, but necessary. Two boys mocked boy, who was clearly younger than them. Lily recognized the guys right away: it was Stas and Mikhail from her class. The young boy, who was mocked by high school students for the first time.

Stas was an eighteen-year-old kid of small stature and appropriate build. He was a student arrogant and naughty. In the classroom, his behavior was always rude, and he often looked at her unequivocally. When she bent over something, she constantly caught his lustful eyes on her fifth point. There were rumors around the school that he had slept with one intern who worked at the school during her studies at the pedagogical institute, but Lily had little faith in it.

Misha was his classmate and friend, the same boorish guy like Stas, not inferior to him in arrogance and shameless behavior. Misha was a little taller than Stas, of medium height and tightly knit build. They both grew up in dysfunctional families and were renowned for their ugly behavior in school.

- Hey! Come on stop now! - Lily got angry in earnest, catching the hunted look of the baby. He smeared tears in his face, which were left on dirty cheeks dirty stains. - What is attached to the boy?

- Lilia Gennadievna, he ... he ... owes us money! - Stas did not immediately find something to answer, when suddenly a figure of a teacher grew up in front of him. Stas released the kid whom he was holding by the collar.

- What money that you whip, Stanislav? - Lily went to the guys very close - so that they backed away - what you have with him can have in common?

“Thank you, aunty,” the little one babbled, and he gave the swifter, looking back to check if anyone had started up after him.

“We gave him earlier,” Mikhail assented, blatantly looking at Lily from head to toe, “on ice cream.”

“I will never believe that you would give someone money,” Lily sniffed, and shifted the folder with the documents into her other hand.

“In vain you, Lilia Gennadievna, think so badly of us,” Stas said peacefully, and looked behind the neckline of the teacher’s shirt: her buttons were unbuttoned more than usual.

“I know you too well, and I’m hardly mistaken,” Lilia said sternly, frantically fastening the collar of her shirt: there was still not enough to shine here with her charms before these hooligans, “let's get home, boys, it’s too late to get dark soon,” added she is.

- Why are you driving us, Lilia Gennadyevna? - the guys literally felt with greasy looks at her pretty figure, - You are not our mother at all, can we have a date with a girl? By the way, you could easily have passed for her, - Michael grinned and put his hand on Lily's shoulder.

- Do you allow yourself? - Lily flashed and pushed Michael's hand away, dropping a folder with cool notebooks, which she took home to check.

Documents scattered across the playground and Lily bent down to collect them quickly, until the wind dispersed them even further.

“Let us help you, Liliya Gennadyevna,” Stas joined the conversation, carefully examining the teacher’s delicious ass, tightly wrapped in a short skirt, from under which was visible the edge of the gum laced stockings, - it’s not good for such a working ass to be so alone in this unfair world - he added scathetically, crouching beside him, raising a fallen notebook, and peering under the teacher's skirt.

- Do not clown, Stanislav! And do not be rude! - Lily straightened and tried to pull the skirt lower. While she was messing with her, the buttons of the shirt unbuttoned again, and Mikhail, who was standing on the other side and did not even try to help, had some nasty details.

“Yes-ah ... I would have fucked such a machine,” said Michael unexpectedly, looking at the strong hemispheres of his semi-naked breasts with pleasure.

- What do you mean? - Lily choked, hiding behind her hands from both sides.She was seized with anger and irritation from the rudeness and insolence of these vulgar men.

- And I would have blown, - Stas nodded confidently, supporting the idea of ​​a comrade, - Your ass, like a nut, asks for a sin, - he crookedly grinned.

Inside Lily, everything was gurgling, and she was afraid not to restrain herself ...

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