- Not! Here it is occupied, freely there! - she pointed to the space behind her back.

- And, that is, I have a place in the second row? - I guessed.

- Yeah, get in! ..

Holding the towel on my belt, I stepped onto the sofa and walked around Sasha.

- Can I sit down?

- Of course! Only shhh! Cinema is interesting! - she was kidding.

I realized that I should sit strictly behind her in the same position - the lotus position, clasping it behind my knees. It was very exciting and pleasant, I did! The girl immediately pulled the blanket over herself so that I got a little bit of it from behind. After that, she stood up to reach the stool and pour the coffee into the cups. While she was doing this, I looked at her back and butt, covered with a towel like a short dress, under which there were definitely no panties. Very soon she turned around and handed one of the cups to me.

- I put a little sugar, try ... If a little, drink with chocolate.

- By the way, where did you get the chocolate? - I was surprised, because I knew that I definitely did not have one.

- In my bag. I took her for lunch, but did not eat her. For you took care! - she returned to me my joke about coffee from Italy.

Carefully, so as not to throw Sasha’s bare shoulder, I drank from the cup. The coffee was excellent, and the sugar in it was just enough to reveal the taste and slightly suppress the bitterness.

- Good coffee, thanks to your friends! - she praised - I know a lot about coffee!

- Oh yes ... True, class! But I would not cook so tasty! - I praised her works, also taking a sip.

- M ... what is it over there?

- Where?

- On the shelf, where the cups were. What kind of box?

- Ah ... it's an aromolamp. I was given a present at the department for my birthday. It has been almost a year, I do not know why I need it? It seems Chinese ... or Indian ...

- Never lit? - sincerely surprised companion.

- Not.

- But why? It's so cool!

- I do not know, there was probably no reason. Yes, and I do not know how ...

- And let me teach you!

- And what ... the best reason, probably, is not to be found! - I agreed.

- I'm in the kitchen for matches, and you get it for now, otherwise I will not reach! - Sasha put a cup of coffee on a stool, jumped up and fluttered into the kitchen, funny sparkling in different directions with bare heels.

On the way back, she turned off the light wherever it burned. The only source of lighting was now the TV screen. In the meantime, I removed a box from the shelf and removed an oval-shaped earthen lamp from it, on top of it there was a recess, and below was a platform for a candle. Included were three more glass vials with red, blue, and green labels. Sasha returned, looked at the bubbles, chose red and retired to the kitchen again, commanding:

- Occupy seats, according to the purchased tickets! ... I took the matches, but forgot about the water ...

I obediently returned and sat down in my former place, but I didn’t press my legs under me, because in the previous few minutes I realized that I wouldn’t sit like that for a long time. Sashka returned, rather keeping in front of her an alert aroma lamp. She put it on the telly so that she could admire, and sat down at the same place, crossing her legs. Having corrected the blanket, she slightly shifted and pressed her back and booty closer to me.

I again smelled girlish hair. I looked at her now and thought about how she unexpectedly transformed, turning from a shy modest girl - almost a gray mouse - into such a sincere, open and bright girl! Although I intuitively knew that she was not a mouse at all, and certainly not gray, but it was still almost impossible to believe that this was the very Sasha whom I teach computer science. However, I liked her even more.I had a feeling that I knew her all my life, and it dulled the feeling of guilt for being in bed with my student.

- No, wait ... - she resolutely straightened, took off her towel and put it next.

Now she was completely naked, in my house, in my bed, wrapped in my blanket, in my arms, in my power ... All I had to do was gently hug her with my hands and squeeze myself closer. So I did, continuing to revel in the warmth emanating from her back, clinging to my chest and stomach, the smell of hair and the velvety tenderness of her ear and cheek, which I could now easily reach with my lips.

An unfamiliar, but very deep aroma spread across the room. In my understanding it can not be called pleasant - this is definitely not a perfume. But there was something in him that entails debauchery and outrageousness. He provoked my mind to instantly generate and develop any images, if they were associated with sex.

- And what is this flavor so interesting? - I pointed to the aroma lamp.

- This is patchouli. Heard before?

- I heard the name, but I do not remember the smell.

- I like him, I am very excited from him!

- I guess you are not alone! Now don't be surprised at what I want to do with you!

- Do what you want, just do not eat me, Gray Wolf! - begged "Little Red Riding Hood".

- Eat - do not eat, but I will bite and lick in all places - I warn you! ..

Sasha, in response, rubbed her head and neck about me, like a cat. We drank coffee and set aside empty cups. In the meantime, endless captions were already on the TV screen, announcing the end of the stupid action movie.

- Maybe turn off? - I suggested.

- No, do not ... let for now!

“As you say ...” I whispered right into her ear and ran my hands under the blanket around her waist and tummy.

He slipped a little up and hugged her small, but such tender breasts, slightly squeezed them, tickled papillae with pillows of fingers, again slipped on the tummy. Sasha threw back her head, closed her eyes and turned into bliss itself. She breathed deeply and slowly, as if listening to my every touch. She pushed her hands away, making it clear that she allows me to do anything with her. Her hips relaxed and parted even wider, as if inviting to pay attention to the craving that was eager for caress. But I was in no hurry - I decided to torture my sweet temptress a little, continuing to caress my boobs and belly, sometimes dropping almost to the pubis, but then again switching to sisi, then to the belly, then inserting my little finger into her navels.

- What are you doing? ... I'm so crazy ... ahhh ... I will go down! She whispered.

The boring captions on the screen changed, finally, with some kind of picture, very suitable music sounded, it was a selection of clips of the then fashionable Enigma group, which was a very suitable accompaniment in the current situation. "Prends-moi, Je suis à toi" ("Take me, I am yours ”, fr.) - the singer in the chorus repeated to languid voices ... And I took her words as a guide to action.

Along with the hands already familiar caresses, I began to drive my nose along Sasha's neck and cheek. Bringing my mouth to her ear, I then took a deep breath, as if I was about to whisper something, then exhaled loudly, touching the tip of the warm tongue and the lips of my soft ear lobe. I alternated all this with moist and hot kisses on the neck. Both my hands hosted, constantly caressing her under a blanket.

Having brought the girl to a semi-conscious state, I allowed my hands to try out new places on the girl's body. Leaving sisi and nipples alone for a while, he began to alternate caresses on the tummy and navel with stroking the hips. At first, I spent with my fingertips only on their upper part up to the widely spread knees, bending around them and moving back and forth, then from time to time began to return in a different way, slightly slipping and along the inside of the hips. But I didn’t touch the pitch on purpose yet, although I felt like she was waiting for this.

- She's all flowing with me! Well, touch ... at least once! - pleaded lustful girl.

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