Olga sobbed, so wept, I didn’t even know what to do, because the house for them was all that and could not calm her down. She left in tears, they were given a small amount as fire victims and it was necessary to put a new house until the cold, so Yurik agreed that Olya and Slava would stay with us at least for the first time. Olya left for a week, then came to visit her son, she no longer cried, resigned to the inevitable that everything was lost, now her jaws were clenched, they blamed the administration for pulling supplies of materials, then electricians who did not install there pillars, she blamed everyone, in her eyes I felt that she blamed me too, that I lived in the city and everything seemed to be fine with me.

We lived with Eureka's parents, they have a large apartment, although everything is conditional, there are four rooms, but the rooms are small, the entrance hall and the kitchen are like a corridor, the parents themselves went to help build up the village, and I stayed with Valya and Slava. The days dragged on, it was not boring, he turned out to be quite talkative enough, that is, he could keep up the conversation, read, and didn’t walk at all, and I wouldn’t have gone out, and then there was someone else’s yard, everything else, but we found a common language, he helped me with my daughter, even bathed her myself, I watched him, it was interesting to watch how he pours water from her shower, and she squeals and splashes. At some point I noticed, though, what was it about how he carefully looked at the plump pubis, at that very small crack that distinguishes boys from girls. I was jarred at first, as if he was looking at me, because the daughter was me, and I was she, and so clearly felt this look, which was not easy, but she didn’t do anything, it’s stupid to drive the guy out of the bathroom just because it tickled the nerves.

However, the next time I myself asked him to buy Valya, for some reason I remembered how he looked, it was naive to say, but in my heart I was even glad about it. She stood for a minute, trusted Slava, he followed Varya closely and did not allow her to splash too much and dive headlong into the water, although she loved it terribly, though she sneezed and could cry, but she loved diving. She came out of the bathroom, put the porridge to warm up, they came out only when they kicked them out, her eyes began to stick together, she was tired, she had to feed them, wiped it and ran to her desk, flashing brightly. Until Slava arrived, she still ran around the house naked, hot, only because of Olya, I began to dress her, she too drilled me and her eyes and several times made me a harsh remark, well, okay, what matter to her gaze. After a few minutes she was sleeping in the crib, Slava wanted to cover her, I think he needed just a reason to look at the girl, but Varya immediately crucified the bed sheet and stretched her legs turned over from the tummy to the back.

“Let's go,” I pulled him away and closed the door.

I myself was even embarrassed by the fact that he showed such curiosity, in my stomach as much, everything ached, and yet for some reason it was pleasant that through her he was looking at me, I felt it now sitting in the hall, like he mows in my direction, although he pretends to start reading.

“I'll go to the bath,” and strangely enough, walked past me sideways, I smiled, still a little bit and giggled, but I restrained myself.

He is growing up and now girls are becoming interesting to this boy, for the present so-so, just curiosity, no more, but his thin, barely noticeable antennae are already pecking, but he will soon mature, his voice will change and he will become a hardened male. just could not resist and giggled. Well, you have to figure it out, but it’s nice to think about such nonsense, in the stomach it growls, male, is it? I sat on the sofa and silently choked with laughter, in the end I could not stand it and went to the bathroom to rinse my face, it was so hot, but I forgot that the bathroom was gone and Slava.

She burst in, flung open the doors and just flew in, saw the boys back and numb, he sat on the edge of the bath and twitched. It was not difficult to guess what he was doing there, how I acted so stupidly did, broke in, and even small, I did not even close the door on the latch, as I had on purpose. Here is an embarrassment. I blushed. I witnessed an intimate game of a boy, his first possible excitement and an attempt to remove him in the simplest way. Interestingly, is this his intuition, or did he know what to do in these cases, maybe? ... What nonsense in his head. I stopped in the middle of the bathroom, it is already small, and then he sits with his back to me. Stupid, stupid situation.

“Sorry,” I mumbled, my face was burning, and at the same time such curiosity, such a huge desire to look at his shoulder and see what was there, just like an overgrown girl.

Flying for a few seconds, I did not move, he was naked, water poured from the tap, hesitantly, laid a hand on his shoulder, Slava started, but I didn’t remove my hand, but felt the heat of his skin.

- Take your hand off! - I ordered.

Reluctantly, resisting, he still removed his hand, clearly saw his thin penis sticking out, he was so tense that he arched to the top in the form of an arc. Standing behind him, she pressed her belly to him, lowered her hands and took in his palm his hard as a rubber club, a member. Once, Sveta showed me such a club of her husband, heavy, black, hard to touch, but if you press with your fingernail, then soft, a trace remains. Slavik all shrank like a beaten dog.

- Do not worry, do not bite - with difficulty restraining myself told him.

And then he gently smacked him in the ear and at the same time pulled his hand toward himself, strength, male strength, I did this to Yurik several times, he really liked it, and he then asked me to repeat it again, though afterwards he grabbed me and carried me into pastel, Now everything is different, I can not leave like this, I did not even understand when I managed to grab his dick and playfully masturbate. The boy started, tolliya moaned, hardly, he just squeezed when he led his hand to himself, and somehow inexplicably sagged when he retracted. Why am I doing this at all, that with me, how could I plunge like that, could not just leave, so damn it. All she did was to convince herself, and she continued to appease his flesh, leading her palm to the inconceivable pace, then forward and now backwards. Disgusting, humiliating, like a girl, who am I? But she continued to do what was begun. Slutty She scolded herself, it was insulting to tears that she could not restrain herself and entered so freely. What will he think of me?

A person, if anyone looked at him, he would not recognize me, it was red, scarlet with shame, but I continued to make alternate movements with my hands, then in front, then back. And as a friend he finished, I didn’t expect, just Slavik jerked, usually I feel approaching, but he shrank and spread his legs wider, I quickly, quickly, I earned my hand and she started to flow, slowly, reluctantly, with weak flaps, she began to flow out of his little dick. I squeezed my fingers harder and held them back on me a few more times. I forgot everything, then as a second ago I scolded myself, sweat trickled down my back, I froze, the feeling was that I was sitting on the edge of the bathroom and someone caressed my knob between the lips. My knees clenched, let go of his penis and slid to the floor, my fingers trembled, toli heat weed cold, I don’t know, I can’t understand. The body ached and became so disgusting that, having found some crumbs of strength, it literally crawled out of the bathroom and, swaying, wandered into her room.

It was ugly, disgusting in my soul, as if I was a scoundrel in a public place, I had never been so disgusting and I still could not get rid of the shame and even when my husband arrived I looked at him with some kind of fear and that night I gave myself to my husband. I wanted him to cleanse me, rid my body of the dirt that had accumulated in me.I did everything and even more, something that I never allowed him, and he liked it, he considered it his triumph when he went into the ass, but I just wanted to, wanted me to be as bad as possible to humiliate myself , lower the floor below, only so I could get rid of the shame that burned me from the inside.

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