- That's for sure!..

During this dialogue, she rubbed her hands over the edge of the window sill, as if trying to break a piece off him, so it seemed to me, at least ... My second hand continued to lean on the window sill. Suddenly Sasha put her right hand on her. The middle of her palm was warm, and her fingers cold as ice. She stroked me with them several times. Then she whispered:

- What a warm! ..

- Frozen?

- I always freeze when I look at the rain ...

- And if in the summer? - I was surprised.

“Even in the summer! ... In the summer I wear less clothes, maybe that's why? ..

With these words, she lifted my hand with her hand and carried it to her stomach, then pressed it tightly. My fingers straightened themselves and I felt the smooth bending of her ribs, the soft moving surface of her tummy, the little finger fell into the navel hollow. I distinctly felt all this through a thin wool sweater that retained the warmth of a girl's calf. I intolerably wanted to share my warmth with her, warm and pity her. Sasha continued to press my palm to herself, then stroked it with circular movements of the tips of her fingers. And the one and the other was very exciting! I did not even dare to move my finger on her tummy, but with my left hand I also began to stroke and squeeze her elbow a little. Looking at her face for a moment, I noticed that her eyes were closed and her breathing was even and deliberately deep - sometimes jumpers enter the water, standing on the edge of the tower.

- Do you play sports? - I asked at random.

- I used to do it when I was in school. Then, in high school, it was not until this ...

- And how?

- Swimming. Synchronous ...

- For some reason, I thought that swimming.

- And why? Are my shoulders wide?

- No, it's not that. Just your character is strong, enduring.

- Well, I would not say so ...

- And I say - won, you broke, after all, this Gauss!

- Ohh ... do not remind! ... - She sighed heavily and again sobbed out of habit.

- Sorry for reminding. Yes, you do not worry, I work for you ...

I could not agree - she turned to face me and buried me in the chest. I felt her hot and wet exhale through the shirt, both my hands were at her waist, her warm tummy clung to me, and she rearranged her right leg so that she was just behind me, as a result, the inside of her thigh tightly wrapped me. The idea that her pubis is now also tightly pressed against me, even through clothing, clouded my mind. I was aware that my student was now in my arms, and this is unacceptable ... but as an excuse I thought that she was four years younger than me, maximum five, and she definitely already has eighteen!

From this situation I was paralyzed, I had no idea how to behave, and what to do. I definitely didn’t want to push it away, but I didn’t know how to react to such a provocation either! We so stood motionless for a minute. I just decided to press her to her waist a little, because I really didn’t want her to change her mind and move me away from me now. However, I understood that it was clearly not enough for my part ... but I did not dare to act more actively - it was my student!

At that moment, something unexpected happened, but such a timely thing — all the lights went off at once as if on cue — probably the repair crew arrived at the scene and de-energized the network to start repairing. For a moment we were with her in total darkness. From surprise, Sasha screamed and leaned closer to me, clasping my hands behind my back.

“Well, here we are — completely disconnected ...” the girl said in a trembling voice.

“Afraid of the dark?”

- Yes very! Since childhood ... If I were alone now, I would probably have lost my mind!

- But I'm with you!

With these words, I automatically pressed her closer to me and for some reason I touched her head with my lips. The smell of young girl's hair almost blew my roof!

“My grandmother always kissed me like that when I cried, and she felt sorry for me,” Sasha whispered with a smile.

“Forgive me, I didn't do it on purpose ...” I began to make excuses.

- I know ... but it's dark here, and no one is around, no one will see ... Even so, please! - she asked timidly and still pressed herself closer to me with her whole being.

I kissed her again on the top of my head, this time taking longer to enjoy the warm scent of girl's hair. Sasha melted from this, no longer suppressing herself ... After standing a little longer, she, without leaving my arms, turned her back on me and put her hands on top of mine, one of which turned out to be on her tummy, and the second almost on chest She got this maneuver so cleverly that I didn’t have time to be surprised. The soft heat from her small breast was already felt by the pillows of the fingers, but the student’s paw ... However, Sasha had long held the initiative and resolutely transferred my left hand directly to one of her hillocks. Hard nipple rested in my hand, trying to poke a thin sweater.

I hardly believed in the reality of what was happening. And if it were not for total darkness, only occasionally disturbed by the reflections of the headlights of cars passing below, I would not be sure that it is now really in my arms. I clearly felt with my right hand how the neat girl's tummy moves in time with her breathing. Left gently namila fingers young breast and stroked nipple. However, miracles did not end there. Sasha slowly began to lower my right hand lower and lower until I felt with my fingers through the thin fabric of the sweater the gum line of her panties. However, she did not stop and continued to lower my hand further. I expected to feel rough jeans on her pubic hair, but this did not happen! My God - I already slid my fingertips over her pubis, from which only the silk surface of thin panties now separated me! Here the soft flesh of the pubis bifurcated and turned into the folds of the girls lips! But how can this be - because she was standing in front of me in jeans ?! After another couple of seconds, when my middle finger, moving even slightly lower, felt the warm moisture on the surface of the fabric that fitted her pussy, the little finger rested, finally, at the cold zipper of her fly, unbuttoned to the full. Only here it dawned on me that she did a few minutes ago, trying to “break off the edge of the window sill”!

“So you really are ...” I whispered in her ear.

- What? ..

- Wet ... Thermal ...

“And what else? ...” Sasha noisily and deeply exhaled, so that her tummy tightened a little, forming a gap between itself and the elastic of the panties, on which lay my thumb.

- And you are sweet ... gentle ... beautiful ... and very shameless girl! - I teased her, penetrating with her thumb under her panties and caressing the place where the pubis goes into a crack.

- Why shameless? Nobody said so to me! ... - With these words, she sat down for a moment, inviting my whole hand to plunge into her panties and finally do something useful.

I didn’t argue and launched her five-in there, gently but imperiously clutching her entire hot pussy, and squeezing her slightly. A portion of hot grease immediately sprayed my palm.

- Well, of course, look - I put my hand in your panties and touch you there ... and you do not shout and do not run away! So only shameless girls behave! Is not it?! - I continued to tease her, more and more unceremoniously fingering between her wet and warm sponges.

- So ... but I have nowhere to run - the door is locked ...

- But you could shout, resist and cry, but you are silent, because you like it, it means that you are shameless ...

- Suppose ... why am I then sweet? Is it possible to understand by hand ?! - she did not let up, all the more clearly wagging her ass and putting under the caress of every corner of her frantically flowing cave.

- I just know that such beautiful girls like you are always sooo sweet! But you are right - you don’t understand it with your hand, you need ...