Anya was silent, only smiled. Kirill was silent too, omitting the topic below. The chest was completely exposed, the shoulders of the topic hung on the elbows. Continuing to smile, Anya put her hands down, they say, let's continue. The topic fell on a waist. Cyril swallowed, and, giving up, covered two small hemispheres with protruding nipples with his hands, gently squeezing them, realizing that he had lost this argument. He bent down, kissed the minx, struggling with the desire to undress her completely.

- Okay, you Totoshka, I'm wrong. Let's go home, well, his movie.

She smiled triumphantly, rose from her knees, as she was half naked and licked him on the cheek, yelping softly. I had to fix her clothes myself.

But a little revenge in the parking lot. Opening the right door for Anya, he patted his hand on the seat.

- We will train you to continue to obey. Toto, place!

She understood him instantly, looked as if she did not understand, yelled. Cyril, slapped her on the ass, pushing up, repeated:

- A place!

Anya got into the jeep, put her hands to her chest like paws and looked up from the top.

Promotion, Kirill remembered.

- Good girl, Toto, quickly learn. Well done! - and ran his hand over his thigh, kissing a girl.

In the night city went home. A night supermarket came across and Cyril remembered that he ran out of coffee. Turned into the parking lot.

Throwing a cart a stack of coffee beans, looked around, wondering what else he had on his way. Shelves with candies caught my eye. Smiled. I drove the cart there.

“Take two boxes of Raffaello,” Anya commanded. It is necessary to feed something with Totoshka, and immediately got a kiss on the cheek.

We went to the box office, but Anya successfully remembered that he was running out of washing powder. Here is a female nature, the powder remained for three more washings, but they definitely need a supply.

At the shelves with powders, Cyril thought for a while what to choose when he saw the yellow price tag with a share. Suddenly Anya took him by the elbow and leaned against him.

- Cyril, and Toto is a pet dog or a stray?

- Home, of course. Why?

She looked at him slyly.

“And the fact that domestic dogs wear collars,” she said admonishingly, and led her to the racking opposite with food and pet accessories.

- Really. You're right. “Take it,” Cyril snorted.

They began to choose a collar. I liked leather narrow with shiny buttons along the entire length. Leather got quality, strong collar. Pulling him in his arms, Cyril reached out to the girl's neck. It was his turn to make fun.

- Let's try on.

Zipping up, walked away to admire.

- Not bad, not bad.

The collar on the thin neck looked very piquant. Anya got a mirror from her purse, looked at herself and was pleased.

- Why? I like.

Smacking him, pressed her body.

- And the bowl? Totoshka should have her own bowl. Let's buy.

Cyril carefully looked at the girl, not understanding whether she was joking or not. In his opinion, she was very interested in playing Totoshka. He thoughtfully ran his finger over the collar. Anya smiled, but at the same time, her eyes glittered suspiciously, and the thin topic could not hide the protruding nipples. She was clearly agitated.

The store was almost empty, there was no one in sight, so they could freely allow themselves to indulge. Cyril nodded. After reviewing everything, Anya finally turned to him holding a small stainless steel bowl that glittered in the light of the lamps, like her eyes.

It was then that the aunt came across them and turned to the laundry detergent. Well, not an aunt, rather a lady, about the age of Cyril. Well appointed and stylishly dressed, despite the heat in the city. The picture in front of her, of course, appeared ambiguous: in front of a man stands a girl in a collar, holding a bowl for food in her hands. The lady carefully examined the strange couple, snorted, and walked with her cart past, expressing disapproval with all her appearance.

Anya froze in a stupor, accompanying the lady with a dazed look. Cyril drowned her shoulder and winked.Chuckling, put the ill-fated bowl in the cart. And Anya took off her collar herself.

At the cashier she whispered hotly.

“Did you see how she looked at us?” What do you think she thought?

- What is there to think about? I thought that some perverts.

- Horror! - Anya said with feeling, and thoughtfully added, when they went to the exit from the store. - But the worst thing, Cyril, I liked being a pervert.

He could not stand it and laughed, it was so funny that it was uttered seriously, but at the same time it was naive, partly joking.

- Liked? I promised to teach you, - Cyril stopped, at the entrance, they had already left the store, took out a collar and, tearing off the label, fastened it around the girl's neck. “You want to be a pervert, be her,” he kissed.

In the parking lot, at the car, having thrown a bag with purchases in the back seat, Cyril opened the door for Anya, but did not let her into the car, embracing, began to kiss. The open door of the jeep, fenced off from all of them, the emptiness of parking (a dozen cars do not count) night, silence, created a sense of privacy, and Cyril did not hesitate to kiss his playful lover. He ran his hand over his breasts, played with his nipples, stroked his back, climbed under the skirt, lifting it up. The ass without panties, she herself asked in the palm of his hand, and his hand settled there for a long time, stroking and squeezing the seductive halves. Skirt hem constantly interfered, confused. Cyril, without hesitation, put him in his belt, exposing his ass.

Anya answered him, not passionately, then clinging to the penis with her stomach, then moving away somewhat, tried to reach into shorts with her hand. Both of them were excited in earnest. Anya tried to go down a couple of times to kiss a member, but he did not let her, not wanting to release a hot and flexible body from her hands, thereby inflaming her and herself even more. Holding the girl behind his back, he put his hand under the front of her skirt, ran his pubic hair and covered his lips with wet lips, waiting only for him. Finger went to crack ...

Suddenly there was a creaking of brakes. Cyril turned around. Behind, left side to them, stood Solaris. Brought the same hard! What did he forget here, because leaving the parking lot is completely in the other direction? They stared at the unwelcome guest.

The driver's glass crawled down, and the smiling face of the lady from the store appeared in the window. She stared at Cyril's hand.

- You forgot to buy a leash. A handy thing, and immediately lash on the ass there is something, if you do not obey, and tie it somewhere so that it does not go away.

Anya woke up first. Screamed out.

- What do you want?

“Maybe I envy you, girl,” the lady replied, and abruptly pressed the gas.

The car pulled away and sped away, squealing tires on a turn.

Kirill belatedly pulled back his hand.

“Yes, really,” he said, looked at Anya, at himself and laughed. - I relaxed, lost vigilance. But we are also good with you!

Anya was disheveled, skirt tucked up behind her. Nude ass, really glowed in the light of the lanterns. But he didn’t look any better, his fly was unbuttoned, a member’s knob covered in underpants protruded from it.

“Let's go home, enough for today’s adventures,” Cyril straightened her skirt and pushed her to the car.

Started the engine. Anya thoughtfully stroked his hand on the gear knob. Suddenly pressed against his shoulder, clasping her hands.

- Kirill, if you knew how well I am with you. I love you so much! - and without any transition blurted out. - Are you not afraid that I go somewhere? - and sarcastically added. - After all, I do not have a leash. Here I will take and run away?

He glanced at her, saw the familiar playful gleam in his eyes. He grunted.

- Wait, - leaving the engine running, he rushed to the store.

When he returned, he threw the leash folded several times onto Anne’s lap.

- Now I am calm, you're not going anywhere, - and climbed behind the wheel, receiving a grateful kiss in reply.

And they never bought the powder, they forgot it.

Having stopped the car at the next yard, I ordered:

- Conspiracy, have you forgotten? Now you are going home, I am a little behind, I will take you to the entrance. Wait for me at home. I will drive the car into the yard and come.

- Good. let's take the package.

Climbing the stairs to his last third floor, he saw that there was no light on the landing.Probably a light bulb again. Some figure was white at the door of the apartment. He peered and realized what it was. In the corner of the playground, on the rug in her lap, naked Anya stood, arms folded to her chest, portraying a dog. When he stepped foot on the ground, she yelled softly. Cyril grinned. It turned out very funny and very seductive. Member instantly responded to the submission.

Cyril approached, stroking Anya on the head, lowering the hand below, he found a collar with a hook attached. Clear.

- Toto, what are you doing here?

In response, Anya licked his hand and poked her face into his pants. Dexterous fingers instantly unzipped the lightning, and released a quickly swelling member.

- Toto, you what? Here? - Cyril whispered, but he was not allowed to finish speaking.

Soft lips touched the naked head, and the end of the phrase stuck in his throat. Surrendering, he put his hands on the back of the girl’s head and stopped resisting. Anya deftly acting tongue and lips, made forget about everything. He did not have such a blowjob yet, so that a naked girl was in the doorway ... Acute arousal captured him. Anya tried to do everything quietly, because every rustle seemed deafening, but all the same, from time to time the squishing sounds broke through. Cyril looked at her. Anya caressed him, closing her eyes, lowering her right hand down. A hot wave of excitement covered Cyril, another couple, three seconds and he could explode. Suddenly the access door slammed, hurried male steps rang out ...

Lovers froze. That will be the focus, if it is a missing neighbor on the site. But no. The steps subsided on the second floor, just below them. There was a sound of a lock being opened and a whisper. Kirill was relieved from the heart, a false alarm - a neighbor returned from fishing. Some words came up:

- Hold the fishing rods ... I called, the car broke down ... Now I will bring more fish ... Many ... Two bags ...

The neighbor was sinking down, and Cyril suddenly felt that Anya had set to work again, not hurrying, as if stretching pleasure, caressing him. It was something indescribable! Sharp excitement covered him, forcing him to forget about reality.

Again, the tramp of steps below, the rustle of polyethylene. Again, a quiet conversation downstairs, but at this time naked Anya gives him a blowjob, literally three meters from the neighbors, who are unaware of anything!

When the neighbor went down again, Cyril, under the influence of crazy inspiration, put his play on his feet and turned his face to the wall. She, breathing excitedly, dutifully sticking out her ass and Cyril's dick, shaking with impatience, easily found her wet slit emanating from the desire. As before, it is located between the sponges. There were heard footsteps below, and for every heavy step Cyril slid a member along the crack, right up to the clitoris. Fortunately, Anya prudently, put her mouth with her fist. The steps were getting closer - the excitement of both lovers was growing, and when the neighbor's door clicked the lock, closing, they finished, both together, unable to contain the characteristic moan. But the cost.

Cyril pushed the unlocked door and stumbled into the hallway together with Anya, closing the door behind him with his foot. Both of them were laughing. Laughing excitedly, they slid down the wall.

“Well, Toto, you give,” said Kirill respectfully, calming down a bit and pulling the girl to her for a leash to kiss.

In response, he yelled and licked on the cheek.