But the directness of her daughter liked. Sergey didn’t evoke disgust in him either, not so much as the courtyard shantrap. Always combed, in clean clothes. Culturally speaking, courteously with seniors. And judging by the timing, he is very restrained. Dad remembered himself, after a month of dating with girlfriends began to harass. Apparently he told Dasha to report a new status.

- You took me aback. So easy, as if from school brought three.

- You wanted me to yulila ...? Seryozha and I decided that you should be informed ... Nothing is too early. He tortured me, dreams at night ... Mom, and when did you ...?

- Yes, what to hide ... At fifteen, even younger than you, the present was ... I did not return from the army ... Why did I die right away? I stayed on the extra urgent, but I, as you understand, are not the wife of the Decembrist ... Yes, okay, already. And Seryozh in the army will not be taken?

- Oh, mommy ...! I do not know. Will you let me go with him?

- Do not say stupid things. What? Will you live in part? Although I think that he is paying off the service, a very smart young man. Why so long then? Six and a half hours ...

- Once, then again, you fell asleep, you woke up, ate and again.

Mom increasingly opened her mouth from the frankness of her daughter. Here something else could not come up? Why the details? Although it can be understood - this is the hunt for shouting to the whole country. Let's hope that in what positions and on the quality of keep silent, durkha.

- You already instructed me about protection ... Put another cutlet ..., thank you. So how do I protect myself?

- Is he so insatiable? Doesn't she understand that it hurts you?

“I made him.” I wanted ... Toothache suffered? I suffered! And this is so, sore! Potatoes reported ..., thank you.

- Has zhor attacked you ?! Well, at least something made you eat. Look, the bruises under your eyes are almost gone ... Condoms, the cheapest and safest contraceptives. Well, careful observation of the cycle. After the act of many girls, he gets off, so it is better to be outrun than ...

- Got it. Can I have tea? Mama. Another very intimate question. The last two coitus ..., I lost consciousness, turned off. Do you have the same?

- Not. All time in consciousness. I find out from girlfriends. Finish the tea, I'll wash the dishes.

- Thank you, mom, as always delicious.

***

- Instantly fell asleep. - Mom entered the matrimonial bedroom in a bedroom set - pajamas with trousers. - I am still in prostration - I slept with a guy and trumpets about it.

- First, do not blow, but honestly reported. Secondly, calm down. Sooner or later it would have happened. Apparently she herself is not yet aware of the importance of what happened. For her, it's like a game. Thirdly, we brought it up correctly. Sergey is also a good person. At times it seems to me that he is a very old man, such reasoning is not inherent in a young man.

- The fourth item will not ...? Darling, you are so wise. I myself think that you are the aksakal of the whole country ... No ...! Let's not today. Sorry, that does not hurt anything, I just don’t get used to it ... At the weekend. Good... ? Dasha will again go to the village to draw nature there. Then shuffle.

***

SMS: "The door will open"

Sergey entered the warmth of the room. He took off his shoes and outerwear. Sleeping Weasel blinks from under the blanket. Threw all the clothes, half a minute to wash dirty hands. Scepter swaying majestically from the steps. Swoops over his eyes. Disappears in the dark blankets ..., felt in the navel.

- Good morning my love. How did you sleep today?

- Do not believe it - head on the pillow and immediately whispering mother: “Dashul, we left, wake up” Everything. I haven't slept that long. And today for the first time I will walk down the street with a satisfied female ... Laska.Serge, I will now do everything myself. I want to experience ejaculation ... No, the first time I did not feel because of the distracting pain. How to start?

- Is there enough moisture there ...? Then start, because I am ready.

- I will admire your ... penis for two or three minutes ... I have long dreamed of carefully examining it.

Dasha threw back the blanket, crouched over the guy's groin. Without touching the organ, I looked at how it twitched from the pulse. How sometimes shudders from increased excitement. Finally she took her fingers in the middle of the trunk, lifted, making it easier to view the head. Plum color head gleaming dull. The oval hole of the urethra passed into the suture, continued with the bridle tightened now. Next, the seam went along the axis of symmetry, went back to the bushes of hair. Dasha began to probe where the seam will end. He left the scrotum to the anus. Slightly pressing on the root of the penis, she realized the structure of manhood. She moved her palm to the scrotum, groping slightly, found that the testicles differ slightly in size - the left is larger than the right.

After finishing admiring faldus, lay on the man’s chest, the penis was right at the entrance to the vagina, kissed on the lips. She leaned back on the organ.

Today, the girl held back, did not drive herself, did not rush to get pleasure. But after a while I realized that it would not be a satisfaction at all, but his ersatz. “Why fool yourself? May I again oleate, let me not feel the pulsation, the reaction of my body, but again I will be at the top ... or not ... in a different world! Here! ”

Pretty little raised his pelvis to meet his beloved falling ass, caressed the ball of the clitoris with his finger, crushed the nipple on his chest. From time to time Dasha would take a breath, lay on her heartbeat, seizing the cheek of her beloved with her hands, kissing her lips. Then she galloped again at a pace.

Sergey enjoyed the image of his beloved - bunches of hair, fastened with an elastic band, wrinkle like horse tails, eyes rolled with ecstasy sparkle with joyful glitter. There is a gentle red on the lanita. The lips, plump from his kisses, sometimes bite their teeth. The breasts in two of his palms, squeezed out the hills of the areoles of soft cream color, the nipples darken purple. High waist, is now most pronounced, because the hips are on the sides of the guy. Junk pubic hair caresses the male phalanx.

- Oh, Behold ..., love ...! Oh ... I ..., I ..., fly away ...!

Again, Sergei understood her, adjusted to the contractions of the vagina, began to flow.

- Aaaaaaah !!! Yes, yes, yes, yes ... wai!

The soul, understanding the feelings of the spirit, today did not leave the shell, took the extravaganza in it. Soul did not regret their decision. Trinity triumphed - the spirit drank the cup of euphoric ecstasy of the body. The body vibrated in all planes of the universe. The soul sang the ode to the happiness of the body.

- I have prepared a rag, shut up there ... I had breakfast ...? I'll lie down for a bit, then feed you, my ..., affectionate male. And how does the masculine affection sound? Lusk?

- So it will be. You are my caress, I am your caress.

- I have not disconnected. Good how! She asked her mother if she had anything like that. Maybe grandmothers know? Mom asks friends. Lie down, I'm in the shower, then I'll call for breakfast.

***

Sergey has not studied, passed all exams externally, applied to the law school. For a fee, the ambulance overgrown ensured that no one was offended at school by Dasha. Sergey always came to accompany the girl home. The lessons flew off as one, did not notice them. Although I was so happy, I wanted to kiss all the people, share a share of love with them. Two of five served as a reward for a happy mood.

- Sergey, what are we going to do for the holidays? I offer out of town to the boarding house. We will stay and do ... Love. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, I am the happiest ... - Dasha scored full air and cried out: - WOMAN !!! Do you know that you owe me ...? I figured you and I were engaged for five months. One hundred and fifty days, or rather nights, I masturbate two or three times ... Let us round the values ​​- so you owe me four hundred coituses. When do you give debts? So, we count, three times a day, this is one hundred thirty days. Subtract the monthly. Three to four days a month ... And if we add here the so-called fines.Plus lost orgasms ... Yes, yes. After all, today I will receive only penalty orgasms ... Wow, you! Here come off ...

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