near developed quite rapidly. As far as the kerosene allowed to be considered, Sergey’s hand was already between Nastya’s legs, and she literally devoured his lips, moaning softly. Finally they rose.

- We will leave you for a while, - Nastya slyly cooed.

“Look, don't be killed in the dark,” Ksyusha joked and laid her head on my shoulder.

She was a little sick. The guys went into the next room. In the silence of the night one could hear them kissing. These sounds were replaced by Sergey's sinking and sighing, which were replaced by the rhythmic creaks of the floorboards and the moaning of Nastya. I imagined how his cock blows between her plump lips. A wave of excitement began to rise encompassing my body. I looked at Ksyusha, she was an amorphous body. Smile, I listened again. The squeaking subsided and there was some kind of mumbling. Voices intensified, the guys have already returned.

- Well, you and quick fire, - said Nastya reproachfully.

- I just really missed you, - Sergey was making excuses.

Nastya was left empty-handed again.

- And why are you bored! - she entered the room.

- Ksyushu covered. On the soul takes the urban moonshine rustic.

The guys laughed.

“Okay, the first time is always like this.” Let's get her home, and it's too late, - Nastya helped me lift Ksyusha.

Sergey quickly removed from the table, put out the lamp and we went home. The fresh air was slightly sobering, and we got there pretty quickly. Saying goodbye to Sergey, we brought Ksyusha into the house. Natalia Petrovna was already asleep. Passing quietly into the room, we laid the girl on the bed. A friend began to undress her, and I went out to smoke. After a couple of minutes Nastya came out onto the porch.

- Ready! Tomorrow, probably, will suffer from a hangover.

- Perhaps - I dragged on.

“Okay, I will go, I will clean up and sleep too,” she smiled at me, and pointedly went towards the bath.

I watched her go, and then I put out a cigarette and followed. Quietly opening the door I went inside. The bath was brightly lit. Nastya had her back to me. She was taking off her sundress and, now, his hem completely covered her head. Her butt panty panties slowly rocked from side to side. I came up from behind and hugged her. My hand slid over the tummy and lay not her pubis, slightly squeezing it. Nastya sighed loudly. Panties were soaked through with sperm flowing from an unsatisfied hole.

- Maybe I can help something? - I whispered, not stopping to knead her plump lips.

The impression was made that she was waiting for me, since not a single muscle trembled when my hands touched her body. She quickly pulled off the sundress and, throwing it on the floor, turned around.

“At least one normal man is near,” she hugged me and kissed me.

Then she quickly knelt down and, unbuttoning her jeans, in one motion pulled them along with her underpants.

- So what are you, - she took my dick in her hand, - I thought Ksyuha exaggerates, but here ...

She ran her hand over it and took it in her mouth. She was able to handle him.From her deft movements, he quickly became bloodshot and stood with a stake. Satisfied with her work, she smacked her head and rose, took off her bra.

“You liked what you saw in our room,” she pressed her breasts against me and our tongues entwined again.

- Very, - I crushed her buttocks, - I really wanted to be in the place of your mistress.

She stepped back, then pulled off her panties, and, throwing them on the floor, sat on the bench. Wide legs apart, she began to caress her pussy.

“So forward, I’m waiting,” she sprained her plump, big labia with both her hands, revealing the delicate petals of small ones.

“How long have you been with her?” I took off my clothes and came closer.

- Almost as we met. We are both newcomers, we didn’t have time to get guys at the new place, and the young body required caress.

I sat down between her legs, and ran my tongue over open lips.

“Yes,” she sighed, “just like that.”

On the lips there was a tart taste of her discharge mixed with the sperm of her boyfriend. I squeezed her hips with my hands and began to lick puffy folds. Unlike Ksyushenykh, her labia were much larger. Rather, they resembled the lips of a horse, so plump and fleshy. I pulled them into my mouth, bit, caressed her plump clit, penetrated the hole in my frying tongue. Pubic hair pleasantly tickled my face. Nastya squirmed under the onslaught of my tongue and moaned loudly. It flowed like a juicy peach. There was so much grease that having accumulated in the vagina, it trickled down onto the bench. The girl leaned back on the wall and now hands smelled their breasts, pinching and pulling off her nipples.

- Oh yeah! How nice! Now fuck me! - she pulled me by the hair, tearing off her vagina from her outgoing desire.

I stood up, and in one motion entered it to the full depth.

- Like this! Good boy! - she threw her legs on my back, even more pressing my hips to her.

I dug my lips into her nipple.

- Yes! Keep going

I started to fuck her hole. From an excess of lubrication, each of my immersions was accompanied by a loud squish.

Oh my God! Yes! Long time since I did not fight - her sharp claws dug into my back.

I was insanely excited, but after two orgasms in a day, the third was in no hurry to roll up, so I selflessly drove my dick over the very eggs that spanked wet from the perineum discharge. After ten minutes of such swotting, Nastya covered the orgasm.

Yes! Yes! Yes! - She almost screamed.

Her body trembled from the waves of pleasure, and I continued to fuck her shrinking vagina in blissful agony. My knees ached from the hard floor, so I got up and pulled her along. She looked at my dick standing.

“You haven’t yet ...” I did not let her finish, turning my back to me, and slightly pressing down on her back, laid her breast on the table.

Squeezing her buttocks with my hands, I entered her again.

- You're really crazy! - She clung to the edge of the table with her hands, and even more sticking out her ass.

Taking her by the hair, I put her on what is strength. Soon she was overwhelmed by a new wave of excitement, and she, moaning loudly, began to pry me backwards. Our bodies spanked loudly colliding in a mad jump. In a fit of passion, I slapped her buttocks, from which they soon acquired a bright red color. Nastya moaned out loud. It is good that the bath was on the sidelines, otherwise we would have awakened all the household members. I lost track of time, hammering her current vagina. Our bodies were wet with sweat. But it could not go on forever. Clutching at the edge of the table, which is Nastya's strength, loudly howled. My cock swelled ready to explode at any moment. Her vagina shrank and pulsed in the rhythm of a violent orgasm, pumping out the remnants of sperm from my eggs. I shouted, I was discharged last, that was in me.

The legs became wadded, and in order not to fall, I took a step back and sat on the floor of the bath. Nastya lay sprawled on the table and breathed heavily. Her legs were wide apart. The remnants of my semen flowed out of the squeezed vagina. Bows glittered in the light of a bright lamp, from sweat and its discharge. Buttocks flamed with scarlet flame. My eggs ached from the sheer emptiness. I looked around. Nearby stood a bucket of water from the well. I crawled over to him and began to drink greedily. Soon Nastya gave the first signs of life.She tried to get up, but her legs gave way and she sank down beside me. I scooped a scoop of water and handed it to her. After a few sips, her face turned pink. Exhaling noisily, she put the scoop on the floor.

- So, for sure I have not been dragged yet.

“You are a very passionate girl, but you repeat yourself,” I smiled.

She shook her head. I leaned against the wall, reached for jeans, took out a pack of cigarettes and lit a cigarette. Nastya wanted to object something, but then she gave up and asked for a cigarette. I handed her my. She crawled over to me and sat down beside me. So we sat, recovering ourselves and sipping one cigarette for two.