Now add to this chord barely perceptible, rather, conditional touches of silk gloves to a member, even if it has just performed the role of a geyser! The condition is tough: with all this, I can’t do absolutely nothing!

- Nah, this is a nivazmozhna-a! Said Edik's moody voice. - This brazenly rising member! You're kidding me!

- Edik, take yourself in hand, - Elena Valentinovna said coldly, - there is no one to feel sorry for you here. It seemed to me that the amount of the contract is a sufficient argument for you to control yourself? So kindly.

Yes ... Edik wound up ... and leaned on me. The expression on his face, just as jeans, on the other hand, did not hide his thoughts.

The torture continued. Here it is - the focus of female sensuality, I see and smell it, but I do not feel it! ..
Oh, a weak man ... still weak ... The will broke under the irresistible pressure of temptation imperceptibly to me. Suddenly it turned out that my tongue touches sponges.
Oh, what will happen now! I mentally pulled my head in the shoulders.

A painful click on the head brought me back to working condition. Well, the role is so the role ...

Snap shutters cameras. Pedic Edik is working hard, snorting offendedly.
And how am I working? And I do not do anything, or rather, I pretend that I am doing something ... I had no desire to pretend! God, I want to taste this cold beauty! Ah, was not!

I try - with a vibrating tongue, barely touching both sponges, I run from top to bottom and bottom to top. Clicks on the head should not be. I repeat the race once again, impudently against impunity. I feel how quickly poured-stone stiff penis. What is it? Taut trunk tightly compressed female hand. Between the lips becomes wet, and the taste - sweetish! Internal sponges are poured, harden and push the smooth external cheeks. And my tongue, already completely impudent, climbs into the hot juicy depths. And on the head lips are closed, and piquant pricking of the teeth is interspersed with gentle touches of the tongue.

As from another world, the words of Edik the fagot come to my mind:

- Elena Valentinovna, this is not according to the scenario ... You wanted ... But how is it ...

My dick is deep, deep in the partner's mouth! Here the lips slide from the base to the head, and the hand makes heavy movements along the trunk tinkling with tension. The neat pea of ​​the clitoris under my tongue grows to the size of a cherry ... and a sudden convulsion shakes the body of the woman lying on me.
I feel that the decisive moment has come, carefully put the supple Elena Valentinovna with my back to myself, she leans her hands on the back of the sofa, gracefully otklyachiv ideal shape ass, and enter the hospitable bowels of the entire length and depth! With both hands I direct the movements of her body towards the aggressive jerks of the penis - until the buttocks are tight and juicy with my own facade. The female body beats again in orgasmic convulsions, weakens and hangs on an inflexible organ, a loud moan turns into indecipherable lamentations.

- Helen, my joy, are you satisfied?

No, these are not my words. I hear an unfamiliar voice behind my back and turn around. Wow, I forgot about Edik, forgot about shooting, forgot in general, where I am! An unknown male voice brought me back to reality, and in this reality I saw a gentleman of about forty with a fashionable beard, dressed in a Japanese silk robe with dragons and other cherry trees.

- Vadim ... are you at home? I did not expect ... Meet Edik ...

To say that I was surprised is to say nothing! Because Vadim, having kissed the photographer with a juicy voice, answered with a heartfelt voice:
- We've known each other for a long time ...

Kostya sucked the extinguished pipe and told reporters who were sitting with their mouths open:
- But this is a completely different topic. I am not at all seduced by the blue distances.

Leading a lit match over the vent of the pipe, he wrapped himself in a fragrant cloud.

- As you understand, this was the end of the shooting.Edik and Vadik, embracing, put off into the blue, that is, into another room. And I stayed with Elena Valentinovna until the morning.

... Delivered home on Maybach, I found an envelope with ten hundred-dollar bills in my jacket pocket.
Yeah ... The rich have their quirks ...

“I did not understand,” Igor said, “this Elena, it turns out, and not a lesbian at all?”

- It turns out. But nature is certainly creative. Played the whole performance, as you see, to find a disinterested hidalgo ...