the secret to protect against injury teeth sucking cubs. These same muscles urged blood to the nipples, giving them firmness.

- Oh, friends, pour-ka, as I get to the erotic scenes, dry up in your mouth.

- Yes, you, Anit, an erotic novels to write, - put in Aunt Galya. - I'm straight sweaty.

Stage of readiness of the female - excitement, surged like a morning dawn. A bright ray fired up in my mind. Anton has nerve endings on the head of the phallus, transferred impulse to the brain - the quantity and quality of moisture at the entrance to the cave reached the optimal concentration.

- Do not be afraid of my moans. I am very emotional orgasm. - Warned Anton.

The lover launched his hands under my hips, lifted me up to the top of the back of the couch, sending a spear at the center of lust, and planted in me that intercepted my spirit. He pressed me to the back, practically throwing my legs on my shoulders. This time the pace was different, frequent shocks were replaced by power glides. The mammary glands, pressed against his body, groaned from friction on his hairy chest. The glasslike hardness of the nipples, if it did not leave scratches on the partner's body, then in an emotional section, crumbled the male resilience into small parts.

Anton’s thrusts did not allow him to breathe. Only by adjusting the rhythm of his frictions, I was able to breathe deeply. Muscle vaginal spasms caused by micro-orgasm, squeezed out a new portion of lubricant from the walls of the vagina. A breathless man lay down on the sofa and asked to sit on his stake.

Now his hands were free. He crushed my chest, massaged the inner surface of the thighs, shekel. Spreading off the outer lips, for more immersion in me. Lover saw what my face expression was during orgasms. Scrap smashed the remnants of the barrier before the oncoming ecstasy, causing my inarticulate cries. With a crash fell the last moral barriers.

My soul flew off ... From the side, she saw a female leaning backwards. Straightened hands, she rested on the legs of the male. The head is thrown back and does not move. Pupils of open eyes are clouded with ecstasy. Jugular veins in the neck tremble from heartbeats. The thorax rises, forcing the air into the lungs. Areola fawn shade, crowned turrets nipples, which filled with blood, ale rubies. Lustfully placed, bent at the knees, legs, opened up a full view of the overexcited vulva. The black triangle of hair, glistening with anthracite from moisture, could not hide the lubricating mucus that was whipped into strong foam. The lover quietly stroked my hips, soothing the body, bringing the soul back into it, while admiring its beauty.

After watching, the soul returned to the body. Consciousness produced a quick revision of the body. The neck straightened, lifting her head. The musculature of the vagina, which had previously been compressed into a bun, began to relax, allowing the organ that had become native to continue moving. Anton, straining the muscles of the buttocks, resumed frictions. At some point, he ended, causing a second wave of my orgasm. Fell on his sweaty chest, lay for several minutes, not feeling her body. Our hearts pounded in the chest, interfering with normal breathing. From the grace of grace like to die. But life went on. The heart did not stop. Consciousness returned to normal. She reminded the female of her cubs - after all, they have not yet fully strengthened. Besides, there was another stage in my life. Even a very interesting stage. She knew that the sequel will be.

We must go to the spouse too. After all, lust is lust, and I loved it.

{♂ 3 ♀}

Pheromones of another male, obviously imperceptible, after a brain analysis of the information received, aroused jealousy in the spouse. They forced me to tag my female with a copious lot of my secrets.Vasya that evening, as in his youth, without taking out a member, twice finished in me. The first portion of sperm swallowed in me like a swill in marsh mud. In his youth, these sounds - farting, even one can say jerking, confused me. Now brought the joy of memories of past times. Under the action of the piston, the sperm jet flew out of the vagina, moisturizing our thighs and buttocks.

I began to experience a cascade orgasm - starting from the microextasis, each succeeding, becoming deeper and longer. The last orgasm as always was associated with ejaculation. Consciousness turned off, allowing the subconscious to lead the process, compress the vulva, relax the tense muscles. Akhane, bursting out of her throat, was more like a rattle. This I knew before the birth of the first child.

The reaction of her husband delighted me. I recalled that I somehow felt the vibes of another woman from my spouse and with anger, with frenzy aroused him, delivered him enchanting bliss, although at that time I was six months pregnant.

You probably also fucked like mad bitches during pregnancy ...? Apparently the fetus squeezes the vulva out, and we instinctively want to push it back. I even sinned with masturbation as an eleven year old virgin. Hee hee hee ... oh yes

After some time, I was transferred to another brigade, which worked only in residential construction, excluding industrial facilities. By the way, I received a three-room apartment a decade after what had happened. So you can say - this is the pussy and earned its bright mind. Anton said that in all organizations there is a reserve, in case of the emergence of a valuable specialist.

I also submitted an application to the party and to the school of trade union leaders.

Once during the conversation, Anton, with whom she continued to meet, both at his house and now in the office in the office, said that I should develop my image. What should strive for high office. I need to change my style of clothes, posture, manner of walking, vocabulary.

Work among the ever-swearing plumbers, electricians, spoiled my vocabulary - I easily foul off the mat. But Anton, he is intelligent, never once again speak foul. I noticed how it jarred his abuse and subsequently tried to pick up the expression. How grateful I am to him for the lessons! Kingdom of heaven to you, my dear teacher.

- Fill the glasses, you must remember.

Running around the libraries to write a study assignment, social work, with which I was loaded in the trade union committee, participation in the parent committee, made me much slimmer and more attractive. Some controller in my mind watched my posture, gait. Words came out of me with some delay, passing through ethical filters.

Now males naturally rubbed my heels at every step. Everyone wanted to run his snake under my skin. Ambiguous hints about his desire, men expressed every ... well, almost every day. Or did she emit some kind of fucking smell like a bitchy bitch? But, not going to copulate with each. “Masturbate males” - thought about them.

The next lover ..., what's the lover !? So ... once he substituted ..., became, the head of the party committee of management. Without the heads of the party committees, well, did not do in Soviet times. Compared to Anton, it’s like caramel against chocolate. Not well-groomed, not tidy, always slightly drunk, with a flabby body. Anton said that he would have to suffer this little pig.

- I have measures of influence on him. But undue attention, that you are my protege, will ruin your galloping career. So be patient, take it as a bitter potion. A lover out of him, no, but I advise you, go on, depict the passion for his vanity.

I don’t even want to recall this intercourse. But I had to give him a pitch so that I could quickly move the documents into the party, since I was put forward by the foreman - I worked in this team for only half a year.

The head of the party committee then fell for something, he was slowly transferred to another city. So he didn't bother me anymore. I hinted as if I were scribbling him on a piece of paper, I had to bring my pussy on a platter every day.