I quickly got her to myself, and a friendly conversation ensued between us from which I learned that I had no regular guy, since the family business was taking up all my free time. Her dissatisfaction was in my hands, and, having come under the influence of my talisman, by the end of the conversation she began to flirt with me openly. Taking a heavy package and paying off, I promised that I would definitely check in soon to brighten up her loneliness.

I returned just in time. The girls had already gathered and sat in their room waiting. Ksyusha put on her favorite short shorts and a beacon, and Nastya, a spacious light sundress. Sergey did not take long to wait and soon his voice rang out on the threshold.

- Is there anyone alive? - This time he knocked loudly before opening the door.

When we left, he looked away shyly when he saw Nastya. Seeing this, she smiled and, coming closer, she hugged him and kissed him.

- Well, honey? Do you like Ksyushina Hole? She asked, as if nothing had happened.

His eyes became even larger than when Ksyusha invited him to join us.

- In! So he looked! - Ksyusha said cheerfully, and the girls laughed loudly.

Apparently, they were preparing for this meeting.

- Yah you! - Sergey waved his hand and turned away.

But the girls deftly caught him in their arms.

“Do not be offended,” they smacked him together on the cheeks on both sides, and, holding hands, went to the gate.

- Catch up! - threw Nastya, not turning around.

- Let's go, - I nodded his head, and began to catch up with the girls.

He took a deep breath and followed. Soon he came to himself, and then we went one friendly company.

Going into the forest, we took off his T-shirts with him, and opened a jar of light. Alcohol even more liberated him, and now he has ceased even to pretend that he is offended when Nastya was making fun of him. So, under the friendly goggle, we quickly got to the place. We were lucky, there was almost no people, so we quickly found a large free clearing with a good descent to the water. We spread out a large blanket, we spread out the things we had brought and began to undress. Probably, Ksyusha badly tied a swimsuit, because when she tightened her beacon, she pulled it off, exposing her neat breasts.

- Well? Now in you woke up and the beginnings of nudists? - Nastya burst out laughing, when freed from her sundress, looked at her friend.

- Why not! - Ksyusha became, with her hands on her hips, and proudly puffing out her chest. - Anyway, there are no strangers, and the tan will be even smoother.

Apparently she liked this idea, because the next moment, she pulled off her shorts along with swimming trunks, and completely naked sat on the bedspread. Sergey swallowed, pushed up his throat, and I, enjoying the spectacle, sat down more comfortably and opened another beer. Ksyusha carefully folded her things, defiantly glancing at her friend.

- Ah well! - she looked around, and making sure that there was no one in the district, took off the top of the swimsuit. - Then I also do not mind sunbathing.

Ksenia clapped her hands loudly welcoming the decision of a friend. Nastya bowed, accepting applause, and her breasts swung from side to side. She walked over to Sergey, who was sitting next to me and looked, without taking his eyes off, for dressing up the girls.

“And for you, I have a little surprise,” she whispered, leaning almost toward his very face.

Nastya deftly faked her swimming trunks with her fingers and, without unbending, pulled them down to her knees, then she straightened and stepped out of them. Her smoothly shaved lips were just at the level of his eyes.

- Like? - she ran her hand over them and smiled.

- Very, - almost with his lips said Sergey.

Nastya came closer and, having thrown him on a blanket, sat down on top, then bent down and kissed her.

Ksyusha turned on her side, watching the couple. At this moment, Nastya pulled away from him and began to crawl back.

- And so that you do not stand out on our background, everything should be fair! - With these words, she pulled off his trunks to his knees, exposing a strong, standing member.

Ksyusha clapped her hands even louder, and laughed merrily.

- Give nudisty beach! - she proudly proclaimed, raising in her hand an open jar.

Nastya took her and they clinked loudly. Freed from my heats, under cheers, I joined them. Sergey looked at our cheerful company. Smiling, he pulled off his swimming trunks and stood up.

“You feel good, you have nothing sticks out,” he nodded in the direction of the girls, “and I like to swim with it.”

He jumped on the spot, making his dick standing springy sway up and down.

- I’ll plow the bottom, it’s not deep here.

The girls fell from the guts, and he, waving at them with his hand, turned around and went to the side of the river to cool. I followed, and soon, overtaking both of us, the girls carried by. Raising a cloud of spray, they flew in unison into the water and, as soon as Sergey approached them, they immediately rushed at him.

“I think we can fix this problem,” Nastya cooed, putting her hand on his penis.

“Easy,” Ksyusha squeaked, clinging to him from the side.

I walked by, and dived swimming. When I appeared on the surface again, Nastya was on her knees, caressing her boyfriend's sponge with her lips, and he was hugging Ksyusha's ass with one hand, stroking her pussy with the other. In less than a couple of minutes, he ended up with such an onslaught, pouring his seed into Nastin's mouth.

- That is ready! - the girls laughed together.

- Hotties! - Sergey got rid of their embraces and, having flopped in water, swam.

- Well? Feel better? - I asked when we caught up.

“Yeah,” he smiled, “but I think for a while.”

He squinted at the girls, who were merrily splashing around the shore, flashing their breasts.

“That's for sure,” I agreed, and we sailed on.

When we returned, the girls lay on the litter, substituting their juicy ass for the sun, and even in spite of the rich morning, their abdomen nicely tightened their belly.

- Not afraid to burn? - I asked, flopping between them and patting Ksyusha on the buttock.

- And we already rubbed the cream! - she showed me the tongue. - you wait until you!

- Come on! - I sat down and took out another can of beer, lit it.

The sun was hot, two naked beauties were lying nearby, there was a cool beer in my hand, and a cigarette hung on my lip.

“What else is needed for complete happiness,” I thought, and, smiling, I dragged myself on.

Nastya turned over on her back. Her lush melons, unsupported by a swimsuit, flattened themselves on her chest, and her shaved pussy stood out for its whiteness against the background of tanned legs and tummy, pulling the eye to itself. Sergey was lying on his stomach, squinting at the girls. He already got a little accustomed and tried to behave as usual, but the novelty of everything that is happening, wildly excited.

“He will remember this summer for a long time,” I took a long sip.

- Well, how? Without fluffy does not freeze? - I asked Nastya, meeting her eyes.

Ksyusha quietly poured into the bedspread, and Sergei got on the alert listening to the conversation.

“Unusually,” Nastya ran her hand over her lips, “as if something was missing.”

- It will be unusual when everything starts to grow again, - Ksyusha gave a voice.

She, too, rolled over onto her back and sat down, reaching for my beer. I handed her the jar and she took a couple of sips and stretched out again on the bedspread.

“So, in turn, you will equal,” Nastya retorted, “although I have not yet decided whether to leave it or not.”

She poked Sergei in the side and, turning over, sat down too.

- And how are you? Like?

He touched her pussy by rubbing the tips of his fingers over her lips.

- Like. They are so smooth.

His cock began to grow in size again.

- Well, here again! Poor girls, you coped with the problem, - he got up and shook his dignity, once again causing a friendly laugh, then sat down.