“Come in, don't be shy, make yourself at home,” I told her, smiling.

- you what? Near the same people.

- And you think they do not do anything like that?

She certainly stood there, her eyes turned away, but from time to time her gaze fell on what was below my belt. The member began to fill with the presence of the girl and already made it clear that he would be a very weighty weapon in the fighting position. I kept wiping myself.

- I can not do it so far there are many people here.

And then I rang the phone that I left on the shelves of the door, again realtor. Natasha, taking advantage of a hitch, ran away from me to the guests (I did not understand: why did that come?).

- Alexander, this is Daria again, I'm standing near your green gate, will you open it? - inquired that realtor’s voice a little hoarsely.

“How are you at the wrong time,” I thought, and he said:

- A couple of minutes and I'll come, - hung up.

I hung a towel and put only linen shorts on my naked body, slaps on my legs and went to the other side of the section to the gate.

The gates were deaf that I did not see them. Opened them.

- Hello, do not disturb? - Said, smiling, Dasha-realtor.

Here you need to describe it in more detail. I don’t know if I can do it in such a way as to convey to the reader all my feelings.

Black thick hair of medium length, collected in a ponytail, slightly slanting eyes and also black, slightly disproportionately long nose, plump, pleasant lips, oblong face and, as it is described, “horse's jaw”. If I were shown her photo, namely her portrait, then I, like many others, probably would have said: “Ugh, what kind of crocodile is this.” Something in her face was a bit rude and repulsive. However, however, she had other trumps as well.

In front of me stood a girl of years, commercially dressed, wearing a white T-shirt with a noticeable but decent neckline, under which a white bra was guessed, in not short and not long denim shorts and pale pink sandals. Her outfit was open enough for the summer, but not flashy and not vulgar. And under this all hid chest about the fourth size, slightly noticeable tummy, wide hips, long strong legs. Judging by the figure Daria gave birth. She had long white well-groomed nails that caught my eye. In general, I was impressed by her hair and nails. Oh, yes, I completely forgot, she was just a little shorter than me. Yes, yes, girl filly, just my ideal, it is a pity only with a "horse face."

Such was the controversial first picture from the contemplation of a real estate agent: not a very attractive face, but a stunned figure, close to my ideal. It was at that moment that I completely forgot about my Natasha.

- Alexander? Everything is good? What's wrong with you? - asked Daria.

- Hello, come in, - I walked away from the gate passing her into the yard, I don’t even know how much I was stupid, looking at her.

Daria did not give any indication that something was wrong and proceeded into the courtyard. Oh god, what an ass !!! Her ass fitted with these shorts was perfect, not big and not small, just the same way as her figure. I was ready to marry her, to have this ass and squeeze her at any time.

A member of my treacherous began to come to the movement, it was not at all useful. I was wearing light shorts on a naked body and if he stood up at all 21 centimeters, then it was impossible to hide him from outsiders. I tried to distract.

- Where can I start the inspection? - asked Daria.

“From where it is more convenient,” I didn’t care, if only I could be near her and enjoy the views.

- Alexander, you have been told that I am looking for a non-resident client, I need to take photos and pass on to him. The more detail I capture the objects, the better for everyone.

- No problem, shoot anything and any number.

- Thank you, I will inspect the yard.

We came closer to the gazebo. People paid attention to us. I introduced Daria, said why she is here. My guests called her to the table, offered her a drink, to which the girl refused, saying that she was at work here, but thanked her cordially for the offer.

When we proceeded to the house, I paid attention to the views of the male half of our company. The guys only only drool from their mouths did not drip on the realtor. Natasha remained sitting at the table and sent me a kiss, I smiled at her in response.

After the site continued inspection of the house. There began just some kind of flour. I devoured her eyes, it was something unimaginable. The longer I examined her during her inspection at home, the more animal instincts manifested in me, just grab Daria and harshly abuse her. I was on the verge. Remains of reason said that it would not lead to anything good, but for people like me, they came up with the relevant article of the Criminal Code of the Russian Federation. My dick was already on alert and was not going to fall. I held it with my left hand, pressing it to my body through the pocket of my shorts. It was just torment.

At the same time we talked nicely, she examined the structures of the house, took a lot of photos from different positions. Since she was passionate about, I could follow her almost with impunity. My mind was already drawing pictures in the brain about how I would have toughly entered with it, in what poses, in what places. I wonder what hides her shorts, a T-shirt? How I would like to drop to her pussy, lick her, not letting her finish for a long time and finish the job, driving her to her very throat to scream and finish. I wonder if her ass is developed or will it be very narrow? Would she like it if I had finished her?

His head was clouded.

Her manner of communication. She seemed to be relaxed in conversation with me, sometimes flirting, but it was very innocent. Apparently this style of communication. What was the look of black eyes. She didn’t look at me often, especially in the eyes, but when our eyes met, some devils jumped into them. Before me was a respectable lady with a child, probably with her husband, having a job, but there was something in this view of such a slightly perceptible, dissolute, some kind of call ... Or maybe it all seemed to me against the background of inflamed and intoxicated mind ?

- Well? Everybody is here. Sasha, take me to the garage? Only he stayed?

- Yes that's right. Only he - I got out of my stupor a bit and got distracted from thoughts.

We entered the garage, she made a photo. The desire to pounce on her did not leave me, to grab her here and now, to take possession of her body, to find out what was hiding there under her clothes. My head no longer thought, the last rational thoughts left me.

- And what's that? Inspection fossa? - asked Daria, pointing her leg to the oblong cover in the middle of the floor in the garage.

- Yes, this is the viewing hole and the cellar, open? - I did not know what to do with my condition.

- Isn't it dirty there? Can I go down?

- The garage was built recently, the fossa has not even been used yet, it is empty.

- Ok, let's go down and I'll make pictures too, - she smiled and winked at me with an eye.

What was it? Is she flirting, joking, or am I going crazy already?

I opened the hatch in the floor and began to go down the first stone steps, Daria behind me. She gave me a hand, but I didn’t need her. The hand is so hot and pleasant, from touching it, I just had goosebumps. What found me today? And I, after all, gave her my left hand, the member in shorts was free and very seriously sticking them out, until I turned my back on her. Did she notice it? I don't care, that's the point. I decided to fuck her case and come what may.

The basement room was lit by one lamp, from which a sufficient amount of light was emitted. It was cool, it smelled a little damp. The walls, ceiling and floor are painted gently with green paint. The only thing ... Read more →