how difficult it all is ... I can't fall in love, but it happened. I pushed her away from the first flirting, was rude, unpleasant, that I just did not do so that she would not have any attachments, so that I would not have any attachments. Immediately established a dictatorship in our relationship: I fucked my heart when the soul deigned. Fucked as much as I like and when I want, I finished in my mouth all week long while she had her period. I fucked fuck, tired of cum. I drove her into the most thorny fry-ups only so that she would quickly return to Yegor. But this did not happen. She just whines and creeps in front of me.

Snatches the finger with the tongue, long stroke strives to the tip, sits on the jaws, begins to suck and moan mock, rolling his eyes.

Lustful bitch! Little did she pump today!

I’ve got movement in my pants again, my dick hangs like a broken washcloth, the foreskin burns with wear and tear.

I can't take it anymore!

- That's it, get out! - I chase her out with a laugh.

I return to the room, heavy thoughts fall in an avalanche. How did this happen? Why did Dasha suddenly become the only girl in the world whom I didn’t dare even dream of? At what point did our domination game become a passion? I fuck my ex-girlfriend, I love her madly and can't do anything with myself. Egor is waiting for, when I finally leave her, suspecting something was wrong.

I want to cry with grief.

- Dasha, Dasha, - I whisper in half a voice. “Forgive me, Bunny, can you ever forgive me?” - eyes still fill with tears.

***

Dasha left Yegor, believing that for her sake I left Lera Stashevskaya.

It so happened that Leroy and I are just friends and often spend time together. Both are tired of relationships, both enjoy freedom without problems. But from the side until recently it seemed that we were a couple in love - it was so much fun when we were walking together. Lera often took me by the arm; I carried her bag with notebooks. It all looked very romantic. This Dasha and pecked.

Lera is a blonde in law, studying with me and Yegor on the same stream. Lush curly locks of the color of the sun, a charming figure with smooth curves of the hips, pronounced waist, serious size of the breasts. Forever covered with trousers, jackets, always in high boots with heels - Lera is the standard of feminine beauty, the envy of all girls, the most valuable trophy in any collection. Only she was tired, she just wanted to hurt her in a fun company.

Therefore, Dasha became interested in my person, not so much because of Yegor, with whom the relationship went wrong, but because of Lera.

“What is this careless guy who jokingly brings a blond beauty to an unplanned toilet trip?” - probably thought Dasha. “And why doesn't he pay attention to me?”

So it happened. We are runaway lovers. Only I - a fake, plus everything else is also a secret agent. Double, as it turned out.

Dasha pulled me and did not let go.

***

- Well, how are things with Dasha? - Egor keeps steadfastly, like a tin soldier.

We wander through the park, a favorite time and place to talk heart to heart. Occasionally dog ​​lovers break the silence in the park with loud exclamations.

“Potiha,” every word in the head before answering.

- Potiha have sex or break up? - Yegor is businesslike open.

He looks something like Dasha. The same dense, stocky. Femininity on the face is beautifully manifested in blue eyes, plump lips. Otherwise, he looks like a commander. Pointed nose with a crook, black hat hair like an ancient Roman.

- It lies like a log. Have you ever had oral sex with her?

Type complaining. What else is left for me?

“Rarely,” Egor strenuously digests new information. - And what, she does not want?

- Not at all. And in general, she is sluggish. You are often remembered.

- How?! - Egor hardly conceals arousal. One wrong word and he will lose his mind.

- Says I'm rude compared to you.

Egor is nervous. He stands on the bench with his feet, rises to the very back, like a gopher, got out of the mink. Looks all around with an enthusiastic look. Jumps off.

- She already regrets! - he exhales. “I told you she would regret it!”

Malice overshadows his eyes, he is pleased. Asks me:

- Be with her even rougher. So that she remembers forever! To know that I loved her, and you played, and threw it!

***

I quietly grease my finger with a gel, put a clot on the rose. The nodule is compressed.

- What are you up to? - Dasha laughs, her ass shakes in front of my eyes. She lies on her stomach, stretching her legs, putting her hands under her head. I am sitting behind my legs. My erect penis, covered in a red condom, twitches slightly.

- What do you think? - I answer playfully in the tone of Dasha.

My finger gently penetrates the sphincter nodule, immediately jumps back. Slides inside, accelerates, trembles like a leaf in the wind. Muscle ass relaxes under the influence of light shallow fucking. Trembling is transmitted to the pumped buns priests. Like the two hemispheres of the globe, they split up, revealing a delicate asterisk of the anus, a pink slit of the vagina.

I play with Dasha: I drive a member into the vagina, I pull it out completely. At the same time I rub it with my finger in the ass. Dasha moves towards her, double penetration excites her to the tips of her ears, which burn with a bright flame.

Strict Dasha, who taught Yegor that it is impossible to say such words as “FIG” and “pancake”, because they are just as obscene, the anus slips onto my finger.

I am in shock: I sink into it deeper and deeper until the phalanx remains completely in the ass, the knuckles rest on the tailbone. Fuck her, pushing the second finger. At the same time I drive a member in the vagina and fingers in the anus.

Dasha moans like crazy. The transition takes place unnoticed by both of us: the member creaks in a hot, pulsing hole. She shrinks and slams. I am lying on Dasha, in Dasha, frozen in surprise, her soft loaves blurred under the pressure of my body. The iron shield of the abdominals and the pubis crushed her to the bed. The soldered bitch, filled with steel erection, sits deep in the ass of the ex-girlfriend Egor. She does not mind!

He fumbles under me, trying to find an amplitude for vibrations. I help her: I raise myself a little, go out a centimeter and fly back to the end.

- So deep! - Dasha moans. - What are you there strong!

She often carries such nonsense when we fuck. The henpecked Egor could not reveal the potential, did not want to subdue this bitch to his will. Therefore, now I have to engage in education.

I was hoping to put the question squarely: anal or goodbye, but Dasha did not even lift an eyebrow. It comes to me with even more passion than when we do vanilla.

Violently drive a member, put her cancer. She willingly folds on her knees and elbows, thighs disperse, even wider opening the entrance to the anus. Dasha stretches her ass with widely spread fingers with a scarlet manicure. She had never painted her nails so brightly before. All this sexuality has flooded from it quite recently. Short skirt, stockings with a net, bright lipstick, bright manicure, new hairstyle. She feels Lera's breath in the back, afraid to lose the beaten off guy. In addition to growth, Egor and I also have a different situation: I work and rent an apartment, but he lives with his parents, lived with Dasha for some time in her rented apartment, but now, here, he returned to his parents. After all, Dasha wants to go on a visit, and not to feed the parasites.

- Gigalo! - She told me once with all the feminine anger and hatred when I gave a hint about Yegor.

So it goes. I fuck Dasha, she squeals either from new sensations, or from delight, her ass squishes and smacks, the anus stops converging. I turn on the simulator. Muscle groups: forearms, shoulders, abs, buttocks, chest muscles.

The greased member flies with crushing force into the crystal ass stretched by fingers. Dasha has no prohibitions, she loves to obey.

I bring myself to the predormasmennym state sharp piston movements. I pull out an insensible penis from my ass, tear off a condom and drop it forward on the bed.Hand ottyagivayu member to expiring saliva mouth.

- Swallow! - commanded without any preludes.

She grabs the dick by the base, vigorously masturbates, squeezes the trunk, glaring at the thumb on the tender skin. This last spike draws me into an orgasm. Her mouth has long been ready to receive the seed, the tongue hits the bud, in a boat folded under the head. I explode with heavy jets, holding Dasha's head in such a way that she does not escape from under the powerful movements of her hips, with which I accompany the strongest eruption.

She swallows, moos, like a sweet tooth. Long licks everything without a trace, lets go of a member only when I lightly pat my head and ask to set me free.

***

“A strange feeling,” Egor stretched his legs out onto the path in front of the bench, straightened his back, finding emphasis with his head and booty. His hands are conveniently located in the pockets of a black double-breasted coat with a raised collar. “I'm glad she left.” I feel so free and easy.

We are sitting on a cold bench, looking at the first crust of ice that covered the mirror-water in the canal.

“You don't want her back anymore?” - I held my breath, mentally crossed my fingers.

- No, why not. I want her to come back and ask for forgiveness. But it's all over between us and will never be the same, - Yegor smiles smugly.

- You don't love her anymore?

- I do not know ... - Egor chuckles. “It seems we never loved each other,” a dreamy look casts at me. Sighs: - By the way, I recently met an awesome girl. This is love!

We are silent. I am burning with happiness, I rotate the turns of fate. I am preparing to open my soul. I say quietly, ingratiatingly, so that Egor will understand what it is like to me now, what I feel, how I fear rejection:

- Can I then leave Dasha myself?