for bad deeds, but in the end, Alexey has some good points. The girl will no longer hang out with anyone, become an exemplary wife and mother to the delight of Marina Mikhailovna. Yes, and Lyokha himself is not sewn. After all, he is not a blunder, and the hostess is obviously pleased.

He touched his hand to the silky surface of the skin on her bare ass and squeezed it slightly. The girl did not even stir. Sleeps like a dead man.

My heart beat faster. Eggs ached. Lech slightly pulled back the elastic of the underpants, and the spring-loaded phallus immediately jumped out in all its glory.

“It’s my fault,” thought the guy. - “I went here, wagged my ass. Now let him pay. It’s better to let me fly from me than from one of those idiots with whom she spends the evening. ”

The situation for Alexey was so unusual and exciting that he was ready to explode right now, bay Sasha’s white buttocks with his molofye. There was something wrong, dirty and seductive about it. He was going to take possession of a drunk and beautiful young girl while she slept, to make her pregnant, and then use this situation for her own insidious purposes. What a bastard he is. But Lyokha liked it. This doll will soon be entirely in his power. Probably, the fool is frightened, wants to have an abortion, but he will not allow this to happen, take care of her and make his own.

The thought of this made Lyoshin the rod swing impatiently.

Lech again squeezed the girl's ass in his hand, this time stronger. But now there was no reaction. Well she snapped up. If only she did not wake up, when his member will be deep in her tummy.

He threw his leg over it and climbed onto the couch, hanging over the body of the sleeping beauty. His long gun ready for battle swayed menacingly above the two mounds of the girl's butt.

Alexey gently pushed the strip of panties aside and admired the petals of large sexual lips that looked out. He lightly stroked them with his fingers and spread them to the sides, opening up the pink flesh. Gently, but confidently, Lech began to caress Sasha's bud. At first, no reaction followed, but after a minute of such manipulations, the girl breathed a little more often, and her face began to ooze plenty of moisture.

When the fingers began to slip inside, Lyokha removed them and impatiently put the violet head on the entrance to the vagina slightly open and shiny from the juices. If he makes his plans now, there will be no going back.

The guy, straining his buttocks, began millimeter by millimeter to immerse his mighty flesh inside the girl's nature, but when the head had already slipped inside, he suddenly felt that he had rested against a barrier.

Here is a pancake! Yes, she is a virgin!

Angel and demon fought in the soul of Alexis. It's not too late to stop.

Not! He is not here to be weak. Nadya called him male, said that such is his nature. This is not a flaw, not a vice, but only a part of him. He needed to make this girl his own and stop halfway Lesha was not going to.

Having pressed his stomach to the soft hemispheres of Sasha's ass, the guy pressed the member onto a thin virgin film, and after a couple of moments she gave way, stretching to the limit and bursting. The girl’s mouth opened slightly, and she let out a soft, mournful moan. But she did not wake up.

The walls of her tunnel were tightly compressed with a thick body of Lyokha moving forward. He had never seen such a tight vagina. Straining and putting his hands on the bed on the sides of Sasha lying under him, Alexey gave all his strength to the pelvis, trying to penetrate deep into. Finally, the head found the bottom, and slightly pressing into the uterus, marked the achievement of the goal.

Lyokha looked down. His big man could not fit inside entirely. A few centimeters of the swollen member was still outside.

He gently pulled him back and the phallus slipped out of the cramped bosom of wet grease and blood by two thirds.Slowly Lesha pushed him back, completely filling the insides of the girl. Taking the desired rhythm, Alexey began to make leisurely frictions. It cost him tremendous work not to be torn off and not to begin to furiously hammer this taut and so pleasant vagina in the hope of driving his stake inwards to the very eggs. Sasha's body was just made for intercourse. How hard it was to keep a slow pace looking at him from above.

The girl was fast asleep and only barely audibly moaned every time when Alexei's big dick penetrated too deep. The guy's breath got off. The closer he was to orgasm, the more chaotic his movements became, and the harder it was to control himself. However, he coped with this temptation and, whether from a non-standard situation, or from the extraordinary narrowness of the virgin womb, after a couple of minutes approached the peak.

He gasped deeply, for the last time, he deeply pushed his penis into the soft maiden gut and began to fill him with his own seeds with powerful shots, freeing overcrowded eggs. The jets beat again and again. Thick hot sperm flooded the defenseless uterus, vagina and flowed out. When the flow dried up, Alexey was not in a hurry to remove dignity from the hole he had filled in.

Trying to regain his breath, he raised himself slightly, leaving the member buried inside the love hole that had been held tight to him. How much he let down this time. The girl will be just shocked, waking up in the morning.

And now his active and frisky sperm are already looking for the way to an egg cell ready for fusion.

After waiting a little more, Lyokha extracted the penis from the holes he had stretched. Sponges slightly flushed from the strain. From the open hole slowly emerged streams of white seed. It's not scary. The guy shook inside her uterus enough to make Sasha pregnant. Now it was necessary to hope only that everything will work.

Having returned the strip of panties to its original position, Lyosha got up and, for the last time looking at the rosy face of the sleeping neighbor, went to his bed.

More recently, he was an ordinary guy who came to the big city with his dreams and ambitions. Who is he now? And who will he be tomorrow?

Time will tell.