Yesterday's busy day was not wasted, and as a result, I managed to open my eyes only closer to dinner. I cleaned up and crawled out to the kitchen. On the table there was a cooled breakfast and a note from which I learned that Nastya and her mother had gone to the city, and they would only be in the evening. I walked around the house looking for Ksyusha, and, as I expected, I found her in my bed. The creaking opening door woke her, and when he saw me, she smiled. She was lying on a crumpled sheet, and a thin blanket rested near the wall. Stretching sweetly, Ksyusha beckoned me with her finger. I came closer and, sitting on the edge, touched her thigh. Of the clothes, she was wearing only miniature panties that purely nominally covered the crotch. Her slightly tanned body, clearly stood out on a white sheet, riveting his eyes.

“Nastya and Natalia Petrovna left, and we are on our own, almost until the evening,” I said, stroking her velvety skin.

“Yeah,” Ksyusha mysteriously stretched out, and, rising on the bed, hugged me, “and what suggestions?”

- So far, no, - I shrugged my shoulders, - first you need to have breakfast.

- Already not bad!

Kissing me, she rose and threw a thin robe with a silk belt over her shoulders. The girl went to clean up, and I, having slightly warmed up the long-cold breakfast, began to eat. Slowly picking a warm omelet with a fork, I wondered how to spend the day with more benefit when they knocked on the door.

- Is there anyone alive? - I heard the familiar voice of Sergei.

I went out on the porch and said hello.

- What are the fates? - getting a cigarette, I lit it.

- Honestly, I did not know what to do and decided to descend on you.

- The same care, - I smiled, - the mistresses went to the city, and we were left on the farm.

“I see,” he drawled.

A slight shadow of frustration ran across his face.

“Probably hoping to find Nastya alone again,” I smiled in my mind, recalling her performance yesterday.

At that moment, having heard our voices, Ksyusha came out on the porch. Stopping at the door, she greeted Sergey and continued to wipe her hands with a small towel. Imposing a marafet, she did not attach any importance to the fact that the belt of her robe was treacherously untied, which caused the floors to spread to the side, completely revealing her slim legs.

Seeing her, Sergei froze in mid-sentence. His gaze ran through the cut of the dressing gown, and rested against the sponges tightened by her panties.

“Oh,” Ksyusha squeaked, following his gaze, and straightened her robe.

But as it seemed to me, she deliberately opened it almost on purpose, before she smelled, exposing her young, slim body to the very chest. Although, perhaps, it happened and quite by accident. However, it made me think.

- There is one suggestion, - I turned to Sergey, - you are local, and you know all the places, maybe we will go for mushrooms?

“You can take a walk, there’s nothing to do anyway,” he quickly agreed, continuing to glance at the girl.

- Then get ready and after about thirty minutes, come.

- Agreed.

He slowly walked to the gate, and I went into the house. Ksyusha stood in the doorway, wringing a sour face.

“I thought about having fun while nobody was there, and then the mushrooms ...” she drawled, touching my hand and looking into my eyes.

I hugged her and kissed her. My hands slid over her thigh and, having pulled up and so short robe, lay on her ass.

- How do you Sergey? - I asked directly.

- In terms of? - She was slightly taken aback by such a question.

- In direct! Like a man!

Her eyes widened in surprise.

- And why such a question?

- Yes, no, just. Two men, and a girl, all day together ... Besides, this girl has a desire to try something ... - I gently patted her on the buttocks.

- Aaaa ... even so! - she pressed closer to me.

Her eyes shivered in a treacherous manner, betraying the excitement that originated inside. She understood what I was getting at, and thought.

- And what about Nastya ... although ... after yesterday, I think, it will be fair, - she whispered, - and Sergey?

- Yeah! So, you liked the idea, - my hand slipped between her legs and lay on the rollers of her sexual lips, slightly squeezing them, - with Sergey, I think there will be no problems either.

Our lips merged in a passionate kiss. Honestly, I did not think she would agree so quickly. It seems that these few days have turned her into a depraved slut, who only thinks of how to implant on someone's member. It remains to figure out how to attach Sergei.

Meanwhile, the girl burst out in earnest.

- Lord! I do not recognize myself. Only from the thought that you can fuck me together, I'm ready to finish! She snarled, clutching me in her arms.

Her hand slipped on my stomach, and lay on my slightly stronger member. Closing her eyes, she exhaled loudly.

- I'll go crazy. I need a discharge, right now, otherwise I can not vouch for myself! - having untied a belt, she took off her dressing gown, and again clung to me.

Her obsession overwhelmed us both, pulling off a T-shirt, I knelt down and in one motion pulled her panties. She leaned back slightly, and put her back on the wall, then threw one leg over my shoulder and pressed my head to her crotch. Squeezing her buttocks, I dug into her sweet bud, snatching a long moan from her chest.

- Guys! I was thinking here, maybe another ransom ... - Sergey did not have time to complete the sentence, the front door opened completely and he saw us.

“Oops, I’m probably not on time ...” he stood rooted to the spot, greedily eating Ksyusha with his eyes.

The girl instinctively covered herself with her hands for the first moment, but the next time, she pulled away from the wall and, shaking her hips, took several steps in the direction of Sergey. Her eyes were wild with desire.

- On the contrary! Just in time! You like me? - with these words, she took his hand and laid it on his chest.

His eyes widened. From confusion, he even forgot how to breathe, not to mention something to say. I got up, and, coming up behind, to Ksyusha, I laid my hands on her hips, and, bending down, kissed her neck. A shiver ran through her body, and she pressed herself against me.

“BOLD, RELAX, ALL IS WELL,” I said to Sergei’s consciousness, leading him out of his stupor.

He looked at the girl, and his hand slowly squeezed the elastic chest, causing a contented sigh.

“You like it a lot,” he finally squeezed out.

“That's great,” she cooed cheerfully and, putting her hand on top of it, made her squeeze even more. “Then will you mind joining us?”

Not allowing herself to come to her senses, she turned around and dragged Sergei into the hall behind her. Passing by, he looked at me inquiringly.

- Everything is fine, the desire of the girl - the law! - I smiled and patted him on the shoulder in a friendly manner, after which I began to close the door.

Picking up our things from the floor, I followed them.The girl walked first and Sergei, not looking up, looked at her taut ass, so when she stopped abruptly, he literally slammed into her from behind and, at the entrance to the hall, there was a slight congestion. Squeezing between them, I went inside and, throwing things in the chair, pulled Ksyusha to me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, then knelt down and, pulling off my shorts, greedily swallowed my dick. He was already in a raised state, and from the onslaught of her caresses, he was instantly stronger. Sergey passed by and now looked, almost without blinking, as she deftly wielded a tongue, caressing me.

- And you, and you will stand? - the girl looked him straight in the eyes, and eagerly licked her lips.

He started, and began to pull off his T-shirt, and she crawled up on his lap and began to unbutton his jeans. Her fingers were trembling with excitement, but finally, she coped with the clasp, and in one movement pulled them down to her knees. Directly in front of her face, as the hell out of the box, his reproductive organ leaped out. He was shorter than mine, ...