- And now?

“Now we need firewood, and more, so that the girls will also have enough when they return,” even now, tempting me, she remained the mistress of her house.

I set to work. By the time I brought the first bunch of firewood, Natalia had already melted the stove. The fire cracked merrily, quickly warming up a small room. I was carrying firewood, and she was busy, preparing everything necessary. We constantly faced, fleetingly touching each other. Excitement gradually increased, but no one wanted to break the game. She had a plan, and I was just playing along with her. When I finished, it was already very warm inside. I helped Natalia put a couple of tanks of water on the stove to warm up, after which she brought several brooms from the shed and soaked them. I silently watched her actions. The course of her thoughts came to my liking, and I smiled. She noticed this, and, realizing that they had seen her, was slightly embarrassed.

- Anything else you need?

- Yes, cold water, a couple of tanks.

- Yes, no problem, - in high spirits, I pinned the empty tank on the cart and went to the well.

While I ran for water several times, the bath had time to warm up well and was completely ready. I dragged the tanks inside. From the heat of the furnace, sweat appeared on her forehead. Seated on the tank, I pulled off a wet T-shirt, and wiped her face. The door leading to the dressing room opened and Natalia appeared on the threshold. She was completely naked. From surprise, I was confused, and looked at her with wide eyes. At that time, I only saw her ass, and now ...

Long, flowing hair fell on his shoulders. Fluffy breasts with dark nipple halos hanging down under their own weight. Pale, wide hips vividly contrasted with tanned legs, arms and upper chest. Covered with thick hair, the pubis attracted her gaze, like a greasy, black dot, on the white smooth skin of her gorgeous body. Her eyes gleamed treacherously, betraying her excitement. Trying to control herself, she breathed slowly and deeply. Natalia liked the impression, and she was pleased with herself, after a short pause, went inside.

- Are you going to bathe dressed? - she cooed, as if nothing had happened - Well, march to the waiting room.

I swallowed a lump that swung to my throat. Natalia walked alongside, shaking her hips, and, touching my shoulder, lightly ran her hand along my sweaty back. Her touch brought me out of my stupor, and having lightly touched her round priests, I went out to the waiting room.

“Put things in the trough, I'll wash it tomorrow,” was heard from behind the closed door.

Taking a breath, I began to undress.Having estimated that the girls would not be back soon, I slowly pulled off my shorts, underwear, and together with the T-shirt, sent them to the destination. From what he saw, my dick was slightly swollen, but I tried to control myself. Until. Having calmed down a little, I returned to the bathhouse. Natalia has already managed to wash herself a little, and now her body was glistening in the light of a bright lamp. She poured water on the bench with water from a ladle, cooling it slightly. Seeing me, she turned. Her gaze slid over my body. For a moment, he lingered at the groin level. She exhaled deeply and, smiling, pointed to the shelf.

- Get inside. Now it's my turn to thank you for the work done.

While I was settling in, she pulled out a steamed broom, and, as if trying on her weight, waved them. Her breasts swayed to the beat of her movements. Taking a dipper with water, she splashed on the stones. Thick steam clouded the ceiling, dramatically increasing the degree. It became difficult to breathe. Natalia put on a felt hat, took a glove and approached me.

“Let's get started,” looking into my eyes, she smiled and covered my head with the same hat.

I did not have time to answer how she, having scooped hot air from the ceiling itself with a broom, brought it down on my back. I was shrouded in heat. Holding it slightly, she repeated the procedure. Evenly warming up the body, it descended lower and lower. Soon her blows went over my buttocks and legs. From under the floor of the hat, I saw how her breasts were jumping together in time with the beat of a broom. Sweat, in large drops, rolled down her rounded thighs. I looked down below. Her pubis, covered with thick hair, but now she was standing close enough, and you could consider fleshy labia.

- So, now turn over! - commanded the hostess.

I rolled over onto my back, covering my face with a hat. A broom gently lashed my body, and its small leaves, like thousands of small needles, pierced my skin, dispersing the accumulated fatigue. By the end of the procedure, I felt like being reborn. Down on the floor, I took a breath.

- Wow! - I washed my face with cool water. - Great! Well? Now it's my turn.

Natalya smiled and, handing me a new broom, went to the shelves. Laying down, she stooped, giving me her crotch to contemplate. Her labia minora were much larger and two dense petals protruded from the rollers, covered with dense vegetation, which smoothly passed on to her anus. I wanted to rush to her and taste her pussy. But making an effort, I turned and succumbed to a pair. When I approached the shelf, Natalia was already lying, looking at me. I smiled and set to work. I selflessly lashed her with a broom, pouring hot air over her back, ass, hips, calf. Soon her body began to steam, acquiring a pink tint. She rolled over. I gently began to float her breasts, gently pressing a broom to her. Then he went to the stomach. She slightly spread her legs, and I gently walked on the inside of the thigh. If the procedure relaxed me, then she acted on the contrary excitingly. From contact with the steamed leaves, her nipples were poured. And when I touched the delicate sensitive skin between her legs, Natalia began to breathe noisily. She looked askance at my dick more and more often, which was rocking from side to side. Finally I finished.

- Done! - I reported, removing the broom.

“Great,” she whispered breathlessly, “now take the cream on the window.”

I went to the window. There was a big can of cream on it. Opening the lid, I felt the smell of honey and some herbs. I returned to Natalia, who was already lying on her stomach. What to do with the cream, no need to explain. I sat next to the shelf and began to rub her shoulders, back. Honey melted from contact with her body, and my hands gently slid over the skin. Going down below, I began to knead her buttocks, covering them with cream. Then he went to the hips. Passing my hand along the inside, I almost touched her lips. At these moments, Natalya held her breath, completely surrendering to sensations. And when, finally, my hand fell on her crotch, a prolonged moan broke from her mouth.Even despite the steam, I felt the heat of her vagina. Spreading the petals of her lips, I slightly walked between them. Her hole was flowing, enveloping my fingers with thick grease.

I put my hand to my face and touched my fingers with the tip of my tongue. The taste of her discharge with a sweet aftertaste of honey hit her head. Natalia felt the absence of my hands on her body, and lifted her head. She looked at me just at that moment when I, with my eyes closed from pleasure, licked my fingers. She smiled and rolled onto her back. Putting the cream on the hand, I gently held between her lush breasts, alternately stroking them. Then he began to knead them with both hands at once. The woman breathed deeply, occasionally glancing at me from under, languidly covered, for a century. She was lying on her back and now her hands were free. When I began to rub her belly, she squeezed her chest with her left hand, and put her right hand on my thigh. I slightly parted her legs, and she walked a hand over my stronger cock.

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