languor in the area of ​​my reproductive organs. In fact, I had to do what I had to do with the neck, but I really didn’t want our occupation to end now, so I continued to massage the girl, but now I didn’t focus on the medical component, but on making the girl as pleasant as possible, my fingers now focused not only on one point, but ran across the entire surface of her skin available to me, including under the shirt, I reached out to the shoulder blades, repeatedly touching the bra straps.

At the time of strong pushes, Vika strongly leaned forward and I, to help her hold the position, put her arm around her shoulders with her left hand and massaged her back in the bra’s fastener area with her right hand, trying not to hurt her very much. stop this game with already, undoubtedly, an erotic shade.

Vika did not show her condition at all, sometimes the truth was, her skin under my fingers was covered with goosebumps, from which I concluded that my actions were pleasant to the girl.

Gradually, I also used my left hand, which until then had simply kept Vika in a stationary position without moving. With light strokes, I crumpled the fabric of the shirt and climbed under it. To say that by that moment I was excited - to say practically nothing, it was already a state of overexcitation, when the member was standing like a pole and was already losing sensitivity, but new portions of blood rushing to the lower abdomen make all muscles in a sweet mouth become compressed.

Shivering, I moved my hand down to a soft cup of her tight-fitting female breast, and did not have time to enjoy the new sensations in my hand, when I heard the sobering:

- Well, everything, everything, Seryozha. It has gone far. - Vika with all her body freed from my arms, moved to the next shelf and straightened her shirt.

- You did not forget? I am a married, serious girl, I don’t want to change my husband. You and I have already gone far. Very far. - She repeated the last phrase with noticeable pressure.

So, urgently need to say something. Excitement did not allow to think, well, and beer is also not an assistant in such matters.

- Yes it is ... Vick, forgive me, I probably got carried away. - Backing up, I gave myself a break to cope with the annoyance that the game was over. Although, in fact, it didn’t happen so badly, in the end, I haven’t had such an erotic experience with anyone yet, I can cope with excitement in the usual way, and my dick will raise my memories more than once.

- I'm going to smoke. This ... sorry, if that. - I said, leaving the compartment.

I needed a smoke break right now. I first of all wanted to discharge it urgently in the carriage toilet. The door to the toilet was closed. Damn, what a failure, to whom itch at such a moment ?! A passing man with a cigarette in his hand threw it to me:

- Closed to the sanitary zone. An hour later, only open.

Mentally mentally, I returned to the compartment. Vika was sitting by the window, looking into the darkness, at the sparse, floating lights of settlements in the distance. On the table was a half-empty bottle of beer. I sat down, not knowing what to say now. My hands continued to shake, a member and did not think to fall.

“Okay,” Vika said suddenly, “in the end, I am also good, I understood perfectly where everything was moving, and I needed to stop you much earlier.” I absolutely did not want ... to continue in this spirit. But it is very nice you did a massage. - she smiled.

“And thank you for not insisting.” Let's drink to the understanding between people. - She stretched her bottle to clink it with my bottle.

Probably if I had some alpha male in my place, he would have found how to fix the situation, and maybe bring it to its logical end, but I was far from alpha and not even a beta male, so I just reached out with a bottle her, not forgetting to cover the leotard of the area where the member formed a hill. Probably would not have covered it, because the unnatural posture attracted the attention of the girl.

- Oh, you still have? - Vika was surprised. - Listen, let's be honest. Maybe you need to ... - she hesitated, - there ... well, I do not know ... to go to the toilet? I heard it is harmful. For a young body. - She giggled a little nervously.

- The toilet is closed now. And for a long time will not open. - I said gloomily.

“Oh,” Vika repeated, “listen, come on, are you here ... will you do this?” - She looked at me quite seriously, I did not catch in her voice or look the signs of some mockery. She really pitied me.

- I will turn away. - She suggested.

- I will not deal with THIS here. Dumb somehow. With you. - The unnaturalness of such a conversation for unfamiliar people began to bear fruit, the excitement gradually subsided, but the member still stood like a tin soldier.

Vika bit her lip and suddenly suggested:

- And ... if I help you? - She blushed deeply and mumbled - Lord, what am I doing ...

- How can you help?

- Well, how, how? By hand. Well, so?

- If you're not kidding ...

- I'm not kidding. Show it to me. - Vick closed the door of the compartment and sat next to me.

I lowered the tights together with the shorts, firing my bolt out. Vika gently took it at the base, gently, literally with two fingers, held it to the very head, squeezing out a large drop of lubricant.

“What am I doing ...” she repeated her rhetorical question.

With the index finger, the girl took a drop from the head, rubbed it between the index finger and the thumb, then for some reason sniffed them. Whether or not she liked my male smell - Vika did not give out anything, she grabbed my penis in the palm of the head itself and slowly pulled off the skin of the penis, completely revealing the head. Also slowly shut down. Gradually accelerating the pace, she began to fully nadrachivat my dick.

Sometimes, at that moment when the head of the member was completely naked, Vika stopped, examined her carefully, then continued the process of my satisfaction again. The embarrassment on her face had gone somewhere, it was replaced by a wandering smile. Sometimes she threw a quick glance at me, maybe looking at my reaction, then her attention again completely absorbed my bolt.

I focused on my own feelings. An indescribable feeling when, for the first time in your life, your penis caressed women's hands, forced to tighten all my muscles from eggs to tailbone. On the other hand, when you jerk off to yourself, you always know when you need to accelerate, when to slow down, where to squeeze harder, to intercept closer to the base or closer to the head. Vika tried to keep pace, her face flushed, her breathing became confused - maybe it was a manifestation of arousal, and maybe she was just out of breath.

The sudden thought that she was getting tired and would refuse to finish the job altogether, threw excitement almost to a minimum, it even seemed to me that my tin soldier was a little limp in her arms. I could not allow it to him. I needed some kind of push, some kind of emotional outburst, which would help me to finally discharge.

- Vika, please, unbutton your shirt. - I asked.

Vika froze, thought.

- Good.

It seemed to me that she unbearably slowly undoing the buttons on the shirt, gradually exposing the chest, pulled into a gray-fitting bra, pulled-up tummy, neat navel. Solid second size. She didn’t take off the shirt completely, just unzipped it and left it so that I could see all the most interesting things.

- Can I touch it?

Vika was busy with my dick again and just nodded. I wrapped my hand around one of her breasts, feeling that the soft fabric of her bra almost did not hide the softness and elasticity of the hostess’s chest, I felt the nipple at the edge of it. The delightful creation of nature - the chest of a young woman!

I felt the approach of an orgasm wave, trying not to scare her away, I squeezed Vika’s chest tightly in my hand, and Vika took my scrotum at the very base and squeezed it a little.Here! Here it is! The wave came suddenly, without any signs! I shot Vikin’s hand with my accumulated sperm, each volley was given in my body with an incomparable feeling of desolation.

Vika patiently waited for the end of the salute to her labors, then trying not to spill a single drop of sperm, gently wiped everything off her palm with wet wipes, put the napkins in the bag of bed linen, which played the role of trash.

After finishing hygiene, she looked at me with a smile. I was completely devastated, I had no strength to move. Even such ersatz-sex cannot be compared with self-satisfaction.

- Did you like it?

- Highly. Thank you very much. I guess you owe you?

- In what respect?

- Well ... you satisfied me. Likely now my turn?

Vika became serious. She was buttoning a shirt.

- Not worth it. This is a very bad idea. You see, in eight years of marriage, this is my first, let's say, sexual experience on the side. The only thing that conditionally calms me now is that I did not get any satisfaction and in general everything was limited to hand. Understand me. Do not take away my defensive reaction from me.

- Well, I don't even know. Your conscience is calm. For that, mine is not. Well, in any case, I will not insist. By the way, besides beer, I still have half a liter of very good cognac. Do you want to fill your conscience?

- Well, pour, what is already there.

Ahead was 2 days on the road. Taking into account the beginning of our trip, I decided to draw no conclusions with Vika.