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breasts, buttocks. I wanted to kiss her neck, shoulders. She gladly accepted my impulses. The silk combination fell off her as soon as the shoulders were removed.

Standing with the maximum possible illumination, Tatyana looked charmingly. I took a step back to see the spell. Teasing me, she pushed her leg to the side. Raised her hand above her head. Tied together with the muscles of the breast, the hand raised the woman's mammary gland above. Fascinated by the smooth contours of the young lady, I was running out of passion — my knees were trembling.

Then she extended her hand to me, kissed me herself. She took my faldus in her hand, as if the warrior was holding his lowered sword. She stood for a long time, apparently, so that tactile memories remained for comparison with another “handle”.

Gracefully climbing on the bed, lay down to spend less time on movement. Now my scope knew where to shoot. Again she set the pace for frictions. At some point, she stopped moving, froze, dumbfounded. That she plunged into orgasm. She pulled me to her arms and legs. And I was not satisfied yet. But, I lie, I can only kiss her. From the kisses, she again "came to life", moved. Having wrapped her arms and legs around me, she bent and groaned so voluptuously that her ultimate lust became apparent. She began to kiss my lips, shoulders. I tried to bite on the shoulder. I threw up my legs as best I could. From such movements, I also finished.

As usual, she did not run undermine. Then only she spoke about the cycle in women. She lay beside me, lightly stroking my chest. I also stroked her back. So we fell asleep.

- If it were not for work, I would have stayed for an hour. Feed me. On Monday I’ll come back to command again, ”said the mistress, smiling and kissing me. - And further! Knowing your masculine character, I think that you want to boast of success, I order you - do not even think to pronounce my name. There will be a scandal with a judicial decision.

Two days off was spent in the painful expectations of Monday. To get distracted, I went to a friend and talked. Remembering the order not to brag, he kept silent about his mistress. Leading questions learned about his views on classmates. No wonder that he laid eyes on the first two beauties of our class and another one of the parallel one. His main trump card was playing cards, in which naked girls were in various poses.

- One thug, gave as a sign of gratitude for the spurs for the exams. His cribs helped me kartinochki. When pripret, masturbate looking at them. This one, in my opinion, is from our city, - pointed to a map depicting a beautiful woman standing in the pose of Aphrodite on the shore of a reservoir.

The map, the king of spades, was the most greasy. Instantly realizing that there may be drops of semen on her, I threw her into a bunch of others. Observing hygiene, I went and washed my hands with soap. Volodya, grinning, said that my guess was correct. I wished I could beat his cards.

Monday. Seventy-one hour separation. She also missed you. From the threshold I was awarded with a kiss, I allowed to bruise her ass, breasts. With a smile on her lips, she received a signal from an erect penis resting on her hip. She greeted him, freeing her robe from the floor: “Hello, and you are a nameless friend. I have missed you. And you did not play around here, changing your girlfriend? ABOUT! I see a tear, so missed! Soon you will see how many tears are pouring from your girlfriend. ” - With a humor, shaking the barrel of the penis as if shaking hands, shook him. Finger wiped mucus from the penis. Sniffed. She laughed at my frightened.

It was bought quickly, out of the bath naked, sparkling with freshness and whiteness of the skin, exhausting the aroma of fragrant soap. She took the preludes passionately, starting to moan from the very first nipple kisses. I licked the moisture that had wet my fingers, shocking her. She also removed a drop from my penis with her finger and licked it.What is there a drop! Pressing on the trunk of the penis, squeezed out a little more mucus and licked it straight from the tubule. Now I was shocked. At that moment I didn’t understand anything, put a member ringing from excitement to her mouth, squeezing the mucus from their tubule. Tanya immediately licked the liquid, not allowing to accumulate a drop.

Infinitely so could not continue. The mucus is over. Tatiana, extremely excited, fell to the very tip of the head with her lips and began to suck out the remnants, thereby covering the crown with her mouth. Detonator ejaculation served smacking sound. Tatyana rejected her head back, escaping from the spray of sperm. Yet a large amount of fluid has fallen on the neck, chest. The very first powerful eruptions flew to the hair on the head. Probably the petrified statues of God's punishment look the same. Tatyana's mouth froze in a sucking position, furious eyes shone in bewilderment. And only by flowing sperm, and the heaving breast of a woman, was it possible to determine the living time.

Silently went to the bath. She got into the shower. I began to rinse the penis with water from the sink tap. He told his partner about a drop of sperm in her hair. Having nodded, Tanya, looking in the mirror, simply wiped a drop with a wet towel — she did not want to wash her hair, then dry it. Having started to reason logically about the incident, I came to the conclusion that there is nothing dirty in it. Tatiana and I were clean hygienically. As far as I understood, internal diseases did not affect us either. This means that all our juices were clean, harmless to health. There was a moral issue.

Mistress was silent, also including all the brains. As it turned out, she first gave herself to unbridled lust.

- There is nothing forbidden in love joys ... but only with mutual consent. We wanted this ...? Both ...? Today I will think it over ..., and you know, I even liked the situation. It seems even happened orgasm. Everything is so spontaneous ..., I am not sure ... but I think ... - yes, I have been at an extraordinary height of arousal ... And all this happened between us in just a few days ... I can imagine what would happen for a longer period of our relationship ... Still, the lover is better than the groom ... oh, sorry, I seem to be thinking out loud.

- Now you will be punished for thinking out loud. Get down crappy girl, my weapon of punishment is ready to burn you in the logs of passion. - With a smile on his lips and made anger in his eyes, overturned her on the bed. I started kissing in all available places. Lobbying is not prohibited anywhere. He turned the woman on his stomach, starting from the scruff of the neck, kissing his entire back and shoulders. Tanya wriggled first from the delicate kissing, then when I got to the buttocks, from the onset of arousal. Turned his stomach to him.

At the limit of passion, he stared at the lips. Sexual. “Aaaah ..., yaaa ... clean ... ya ..., clean ..., wooooo," Tanya moaned. And I continued to enjoy the moisture from the vagina. The hair on the genitals interfered, climbed into the mouth, but I did not notice the interference. Language dived deep into the cave, for the first time in my life enjoyed the flow of lust directly from the key. The spring shrank from orgasm, throwing out the next portions of the nectar of bliss. Anticipating my ejaculation, I had difficulty inserting my penis into my compressed from ecstasy womb. Instantly poured into an agonizing mistress.

A few more minutes, I stroked Tanya's shaky body, soothing her. From a blissful smile on the lips, to a wrinkled forehead, emotions were reflected on the face of a woman.

“Then at night I decided to turn you into a slave to do a variety of idiotic fun.” But without even waiting, she became a slave ... of passion. - Eating cooked meatballs with mashed potatoes, said the mistress. - How I feel good with you ..., love. We both learn the art of love.

She called me my love. I was in the world of happiness.

- How do you have the courage to lie between my legs on New Year's Eve.

He told her that now you. A little more embellished - after the love games I woke up poetic mood.

- So this is mom's fault? If she was dressed more strictly, you did not pay attention to me?

- Yes. I'm sorry, love. Honestly, I was afraid of women. You are so inaccessible to me. I have only one friend.With the rest of the guys ... Read more →

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