- What's the matter? - I was surprised - monthly?

- No, - Helen mysteriously smiled, her hand again touched my penis, gently stroking him. Nakatila new wave of excitement.

And then I suddenly remembered that I forgot to turn off my laptop.

- Oh, Lenchik, it seems, forgot to turn off your computer, - I jumped up, - now I will come.

At the same time I ran out into the corridor, the light was on there as always, we never turned it off, and went into the office building. I went to the desktop on which my laptop stood, took up the computer. As luck would have it, the laptop was loading for a long time, rattled with a screw, blinked with LEDs, but didn’t want to shut down, the Windows update started, as if on purpose, according to the unknown law of meanness. It took about fifteen minutes.

- Roma, well, where are you? - In the doorway of the corridor, lit by a dim lamp, a slim silhouette of Lenochka appeared.

She came up to me, hugged me from behind, touched her ass, touched my anus, caressed my cock, I enjoyed. Being occupied with myself and my laptop, I didn’t even notice how and when the Shy girl behind my back managed to get rid of her pants and panties. She clung to me again. Her elastic hot pubic touched my ass. Helen took my hand. Summed up to the window. The office was dark. The modest girl parted the blinds on the window, night lights were burning outside, brightly illuminating the station platform.

She took a chair, pulled it back to the window sill.

Climbed on him.

Widely spread her legs.

I bent my back, while my butt propped up high, revealing a dark, barely discernible spot in the light of street lamps.

I understood everything without words. Helen encouragingly moved her ass and laughed, pisechka glistened from the discharge, she smelled pleasantly of female juices. Kneeling down, in front of the pink flower of the genital lips, I began to caress it eagerly and gently.

First lip.

Then the tongue.

Furiously penetrating the deepest essence of a hot hole. Helen moaned and shuddered. Twisted from the surging pleasure. I enjoyed not less (I really like to give pleasure to a woman). From the recording, I moved to the anus. Gently kissing the brown ring, tongue penetrated inside. Helen screamed and finished, limping and dropping onto the windowsill with his chest.

In tongue, I slightly caressed the Shy Clitoris.

- Wait, please, - Helen turned to face me, - a little bit wrong, I want differently.

The shy girl climbed her booty to the window-sill. I must say that the station building was old, and the windows in all the offices of our half were simply huge: they are about two and a half meters high by two meters in size. Needless to say, if before that Lenochka was visible through the window only in front, wearing a T-shirt, and it seemed as if she was just looking out the window at the night platform, sometimes lowering her head, now any witness from the station or casual viewers, could easily see on the window sill a girl with a bare ass and white slender bare legs.

- Helen, everyone sees you! - I was surprised.

- Let, - Lenochka spread her legs wide apart, her knees caught with her hands, her back leaning on the glass of the window. Pisechka maximally revealed.

Wonderful vision just struck me: the big sexual sponges went apart, the pink swollen folds of the small ones opened, a red-and-purple beetroot of the clitoris was visible from under the hood. Helen fingers opened her pussy. On the window sill of glass whitish droplet of a secret. The red cave entrance of the vagina was exposed. After enjoying the beautiful view, I eagerly fell down to the female flower.

I was covered with just insane passion, so I have not caressed even a single woman in my life. I wanted to lick her all the way up to the last millimeter, to get my tongue as deep as possible into the female essence of the Shy and drink all her juices. It seemed to me that our cares lasted for almost a quarter of an hour, in fact, perhaps no more than three minutes had passed. Crying out loud, not hiding more than her excitement, Helen finished violently, wriggling on the window sill like some kind of whore. Her pleasantly smelling discharge splashed onto my face. My legs squeezed my head, my hands clutched at my hair.

He groaned not with his voice, Helen calmed down for a couple of minutes

- Roma, how good, - the modest hand ran along her crack, - you're just an artist. No, - sitting sharply on the windowsill, - you are the Master !!! I've never finished this in my life!

Looking out the window, I saw on the platform a nondescript, short peasant.

- Lenchik, there is some man on the platform looking at us.

Helen did not even turn around, put her legs on the chair, bare ass on the windowsill:

- True? - sharply spread her legs, exposing her pussy for me, - Is it one of ours?

I carefully looked at the figure of a man: he looked about sixty years old, dressed inconspicuously. Not in shape and not in the "jaundice" of a railwayman. On the bench next to a battered bag with belongings. Apparently the passenger. (At night, the diesel train still went by the G *** - Morozovskoye commuter train.) I was definitely not familiar with it.

“I don't know him,” I said, “some old horseradish, probably just a passenger.”

- Then he was lucky, - Lenchik erotic, having bent under her legs, climbed on the window sill.

Humming something under her breath, the Modest, without even looking at the stranger, smoothly rose to her feet. At the same time, he flashed through the whole apron with his bare ass and pussy in all its glory. I furtively watched the peasant, invisible in the depths of the dark office. Helen, deeply arched, made a couple of erotic movements from side to side, swinging her bare ass in full view of the unfortunate late passenger.

The little man, it seems, already sweated. He collapsed on the station shop, unable to tear his eyes of lustful eyes from the wonderful vision. Having demonstrated the capabilities of her figure from behind, Helen, having closed her eyes, turned to face the lighted apron. A flat tummy, long thin legs, and a smoothly shaved pubis appeared to the gaze of the unfortunate. The prude, moving gracefully, squatted down. Widely spread her white legs. At the same time, the large genital lips opened, revealing a pink bud that was swollen with small arousal. With her right hand fingers, the Modest opened the pussy, the hood of the clitoris, the dark cave of the entrance to the vagina appeared in all its glory to an accidental night witness. Helen, ran her fingers along her crack, turned her ass to the window, knelt down:

- Come to me, - the Modest called me, her tone did not allow objections, - stand on a chair, give me a member, - you need to finish what we once started.

I moved the chair. I got up on it, the member was just a stone. Helen took my fighter in my mouth, while bent in a “cancer” position so that not only her pussy opened on the other side of the window, but also her ass, exposing the ring of the sexually compressed anus.

Helen moved her head, defiantly performing a blowjob, while gently wagging her ass.

- He looks? - for a couple of seconds, having stopped caressing me, without turning to a stranger, the Modest asked hopefully.

I looked out the window, the little peasants stood somewhere a couple of meters from the window, taking off Lenochka’s naked ass on my smartphone. The eyes are glass, mouth open, drooling flow.

- He's shooting us! - I looked down at Lenochka, waiting for her reaction, - but our faces are not visible, I vouch.

- Well, - the modest smile smiled voluptuously, - I will make him pleasant, then let him masturbate. Before you fuck your old woman.

Helen pulled her T-shirt to her chest, completely exposing herself from behind, spread her legs as wide as she could. With her left hand, grabbing my dick, she took it in her mouth, furiously caressing her, she was pulling at the clitoris and small labia.

We finished at the same time.

My cream got Lenochka in the mouth, on the face, in the hair. Sperm was unusually many.

Discretions of the Prudent were splashed out of the window, spreading over the glass, the windowsill. Helen nearly fell, having lost all her strength at once, ... Read more →