and, clinking, we drank.

Heat from the wine scattered throughout the body, and it became somehow more comfortable.

- What are we going to watch? - she pulled her laptop to her.

I took out a few discs, quickly running through my eyes, she chose the film “Constantine”.

- I love Reeves, he's such a cutie! - she inserted the disc, and launched.

I sat down near. She smelled pleasantly of perfume, and her bare knees drove crazy. I turned my head slightly, looking at the girl. Her robe was on buttons, and now in the folds between them could see her slender body. Hard bra cups slightly bristled, opening her chest. Ksyusha looked at the laptop screen with enthusiasm, and I looked at her.

“YOU ARE FREE IN YOUR DESIRES. A ROMAN WITH ME SHALL YOUR ARRIVAL HERE. RELAX. "

She looked at me and smiled sweetly, then in one gulp she finished the almost empty cup and handed it to me. I began to fill our "glasses", and she broke off a bunch of grapes, and began to pluck it. My hands were busy and I opened my mouth invitingly. The girl chuckled gaily, and handed me a grape. I gently took her in the teeth, lightly kissed her finger. She smiled.

- What is the second toast? - I handed her a mug.

- For a great company!

- I support completely and completely!

We drank and continued to watch the movie. The circles were quite large, and the girl was already a bit tipsy. She laughed merrily at my comments, sometimes pushing me to the side when I started to tease the main character. Having filled the circles for the third time, I solemnly proclaimed:

- The third toast, as always for love!

- On brotherhood? - she looked at me defiantly.

- Note! I did not offer it! - we laughed.

Twisting our hands, we drank and then we kissed. It was a fleeting touch with the lips, but it moved everything off dead center. When I sat down, the girl leaned slightly against me, resting her head on my shoulder. I gently hugged her. My hand was on her waist, feeling the warmth of her body. Her smell and intimacy were driving her crazy.

As if nothing had happened, we continued to watch the film, although, most likely, just to pretend. I stroked her waist, sometimes, as if by chance, touching her hips. She pressed herself harder. Running my hand over her taut tummy, my fingers slid under her robe, between two buttons. From touching the velvet skin it seemed to burn me. Ksyusha took a deep breath, and twisting deftly, slid off my shoulder, resting her head in my lap. From this, her robe slightly ripped up, and her white lace panties were visible. She smiled. I leaned slightly and our lips met again. First for a moment, then a little longer, and finally, she threw her arms around my neck and answered me with a hot, passionate kiss. My hand slid over her hip, and finally pulled up her robe, climbed under him. I stroked my tender body, and my lips could not tear myself away from the sweet lips.We literally devoured each other in a fit of passion. Finally, breathing often, she pulled away.

“I don't want you to think that I ...” I did not let her finish by leaning my finger to her lips.

- Forget about prejudice. We are far from the civilized world with its framework - having pulled her to me, I kissed.

My hand stroked her elastic buttocks, occasionally squeezing. Finally, she walked around the inside of the thigh, and stopped at her crotch, tight panties. Ksyusha arched, and a moan broke from her mouth. Her underwear was slightly damp. She has long been ready to surrender to me, constrained only by non-existent frameworks. With difficulty removing my hand, I began to unbutton the buttons of her robe. When I finished, she got up and threw it on the floor, after which she deftly got rid of her bra, remaining in some laces covering her smooth lips. Pulling off my T-shirt, I threw it on the bed, my lips pressed into the elastic chest. Dishes placed on the bedspread mumbled plaintively.

“Let's remove it before we break it,” she got up.

Quickly rearranging everything on the table, together with the laptop, we again fell into each other's arms. I caressed her breasts, nipples already hardened and now boldly sticking up. It was well placed in the hand, and I went crazy, squeezing it, enjoying how hard beads rest on my palm. Finally my hand slipped lower. Having run on a tummy, she has slipped on smoothly shaved pubis and disappeared under shorts. It was great. Caressing the lips of the genital lips, I kissed her nipples, sometimes nibbling and playing with her tongue with them. Ksyusha moaned. With one hand she stroked my back, and the second squeezed my head. Gently spreading her lips against her lips, my finger slid to her vagina. Everything there was wet from her discharge, and almost without encountering resistance, he squeezed deep. Inside, her hole was as neat and tiny as the outside. At first, it seemed to me that she was still a virgin. However, under my caresses she relaxed, and soon, there already appeared the second finger. Looking up from her chest, I began to descend lower until I was between her gorgeous legs. Pulling off, finally, panties, I pressed my lips to her delicate, sap-flowing flower.

The old bed creaked treacherously under our bodies, and because of the soft feather bed it was not very comfortable. Therefore, I climbed to the floor, pulling the girl to the edge. Ksyusha smiled. She slightly hung over the ass, and widely spread her slender legs, making her lips slightly parted, exposing the entrance to the vagina. I sat down beside him and began to caress the tongue of her folds. So it was much more convenient. I kissed her clit, bit my lips, penetrated my tongue into the hole. The girl was burning more and more, she was already moaning out loud, and more and more she pressed my head to her crotch. There was no more strength to hold back. Overcoming the effort of her hands, I pulled away from her, and, rising, pulled off my shorts with my underpants. My dick was on full alert. Ksyusha raised her head, and when she saw him, she languidly closed her eyes, after which she ran the tip of her tongue over her lips that were dry from groans. Then in one burst, she sat down, and bending over slightly, took him in her hand, and kissed the swollen head. Having run a tongue over it, she put her cock in her mouth and began to suck on it, helping herself with her hand. Now it was my turn to press her head to my groin. She did it ineptly, but very gently, from which it became incredibly pleasant that the girl wanted to give me the same pleasure that I delivered to her a couple of minutes earlier. I was burning with desire, so having pulled away, I bent down and kissed her.

“I want you,” I whispered.

She sighed as she bit her sponge and lay back, beckoning me with her hand. Kneeling, I took her by the hips, which is why my dick rested against her ass. She touched it with his hand, guiding him in the right direction, and I pressed. Stretching the walls of her vagina, my trunk rushed inside. Ksyusha arched, and a prolonged moan came from her mouth. Her hole tightly wrapped around my dick. Entering halfway, I froze, enjoying her warmth, and giving time to get used to the new dimensions.Then, giving back a little, one movement went into it to the end. The girl screamed when my dick buried in her womb. Slightly loosening the pressure, I slowly began to fuck her. Each my immersion was accompanied by a prolonged moan. The girl breathed deeply, and her chest heaved and fell, in time with my movements.

If before that, I just fucked women in a fit to satisfy their lust, but now, I enjoyed every move. The girl surrendered to me at will. Of course the talisman made the necessary adjustments, but what happened was the desire of both. It was the beginning of those sensual relationships that I missed so much. And although in my plans there was still more to change her attitude towards sex, now I completely surrendered to feelings.

Her hole got used to the size of my dick, and I began to increase the pace. She wrapped her legs around me, and now my freed hands crushed her girlish breasts. I felt that I would soon be over.

“Maybe we’ll stop for a minute and I’ll get a condom?”

She lifted herself up on her elbows, then she sat down, hugging my hands by the neck for a second without letting my cock out of her hot cave.

- Do not worry, I have long been on the pills, so if you want, you can finish in me, - she whispered.

“I really want it,” I hugged her, pushing her closer to me, still working my hips, forcing the penis to the very end. In this position, her clitoris was rubbing against my pubis, inflaming it more and more.

The bed creaked with might and main. It is good that nobody was at home. Not paying attention to the noise, I fucked her selflessly.

Yes! Yes! Just do not stop! - her body tightened, literally hanging on me.

I, kneeling, squeezed her buttocks with my hands, putting her vagina on my swollen penis.

Oh yeah! I'll finish now! - she let me out of her arms, and, falling back, clutched her hands to the edge of the bed.

I, that there are forces, gouging her uterus, restraining myself from the last forces, so as not to end before her. The girl arched an arc, her vagina squeezed my cock, in anticipation of discharge. I hardly squeezed him inside, overcoming the resistance of tense muscles. Ksyusha made a long moan, her knuckles whitened, squeezing the edge of the cover, and suddenly, the tension eased. A wave of orgasm spasmed through her body and passed on to me. Having driven a member to the very end, I was discharged, pouring my seed into her satisfied womb. The flow of sperm poured inside, returning a wave of pleasure. A cramp swept over her body again. With each wave wandering between us, I poured more and more new portions into her vagina. Finally, everything calmed down and, in complete exhaustion, I sat down on the floor, between her divorced legs, with my head resting on her hip. Before my eyes were wet, smoothly shaved rollers of her labia, and not yet accepted its previous size, stretched vagina. His walls pulsed, pushing out my sperm, which ran down her bottom and dripped onto the floor. Kissing her hole, I stood up.

Ksyusha opened her eyes, and sat on the edge of the bed.

- Did you like it? - I asked a rhetorical question.

- What do you think? - she slyly smiled.

I piled her on the bed and settled down next.

“Well, if you still let you close to me, then I think, yes,” I caressed her body, sometimes touching my lips.

- What? Right now? - she in wide fright wide eyes.

- No, now you devastated me completely.

- Well then fine.

We spent another twenty minutes naked lying in bed, just kissing and talking on abstract topics. Behind the window it began to get dark when, on hearing that someone had entered the house, we quickly began to assemble. Natalya Petrovna came back, commanding that dinner would be in half an hour, she went to change clothes. Literally next, Nastya came. I went out into the yard and lit a cigarette.

“I definitely like it in the village,” I thought and grinned.

After a couple of minutes, Ksyusha ran past, patting my head, she disappeared into the bath. Behind her on the threshold appeared Nastya.

- Well, you and the stallion, hurt the girl, I will kill! She shook her fist at me and smiled.

- Already complained?

- Rather, she praised, - she smiled slyly, - I almost did not feel jealous.

- Come on ... - I waved my hand and we laughed.