near on both sides.

- Have a drink, cat. You're kind of tense. Maybe you need a massage? - the girl’s hand dropped below the waist and began to massage the bump found there.

- No, girls. I may have wanted it, but not right now.

- Why? Don't you like us? - Asked, brown-haired unbuttoned the bra and threw it around the neck of Cyril. Two others followed her.

“Oh, oh, stop, stop, ladies!” - Cyril tried to move away - I do not want sex. And I have a girlfriend.

“We won't tell her.” - the first blonde has languidly whispered, having started a hand under trousers.

Kirill wanted to say something else, like an insistent brown-haired woman, dug her lips. Reason something else objected, but instinct took over. From the gentle touches and caresses member already jumped out of his pants in anticipation of the continuation. The blonde began to make a blowjob, the second blonde was already completely naked and began to rub her breasts against Cyril. A brown-haired woman took possession of his lips. Bringing a member to full readiness, the girl in the turquoise swimsuit began to undress. Shatenka saddled Cyril and how the Amazon began to move rhythmically. The other two girls sprayed passion, kissing and caressing each other. Cyril, seeing this picture, did not believe his eyes: he and three girls. From the contemplation of how the two girls caressed each other, Cyril was excited in earnest and took the initiative in their hands. He turned the brown-haired girl saddled with his back to himself, clasped his waist and began to stick it on his excited member. At this moment, two girls connected to their sex: one began to caress the brown-haired clitoris, the second took up her breasts. The girl moaned loudly, squeezing the hips, lay back on Cyril, giving her friends the best access to her most sensitive areas. When the brown-haired woman finished, Cyril's attention was caught by the first blonde. She sank down on the sofa, arched her back and exposed her ass. Cyril already felt that his discharge was already close. With a sharp and strong push, he was inside the girl and quickly began to increase the pace. What happened then, Cyril remembered poorly: the moans and exciting words of the blonde quickly brought the matter to completion. An orgasm covered Cyril with a wave.

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Cyril woke up from a quiet melody - an alarm signal. On the screen of the phone, large numbers 7.00 glowed. He rubbed his eyes and felt how much a headache. Next to her in a dressing-gown and evening sexy dress, Katerina slept. Cyril, in order not to wake the girl, carefully got out from under the blanket and tiptoed to the kitchen. On the table were still a bottle of champagne and not eaten snacks. The man drank some water, cleared up a little in his head, and suddenly the last evening appeared in his memory. Almost choking on his memories, he darted into the bedroom and saw a closed leather case on the floor beside the bed. “We need to quickly put it somewhere,” “damn game,” “how can it be so ...”, “mystic,” thoughts and memories were confused in the head. Cyril began to dress quickly. "Where to put it?", "Can someone give?", "Throw away?", "Similarly, return to a stranger," - thoughts arose one after another. Taking the game and mobile phone, Cyril pulled on his jacket and went out, carefully closing the door behind him almost without noise. In outgoing calls, the man found an unknown contact who was called by a stranger yesterday. It was the only clue how to get on this person. However, instead of the ringing beeps, Cyril heard the monotonous voice “The number was dialed incorrectly”. “Strange,” thought Cyril, and went out into the street. Frosty freshness cheered up, he stood for a while at the entrance in thought and headed for the car. "I will throw him out of the bridge into the river!" - with this thought, Cyril got into the car and headed towards the canal. Ten minutes took the road, and Cyril confident gait was walking on a large road bridge. He went to the fence and looked down at the water. The last picture that he didn’t want to remember appeared in front of his eyes: three girls and he.Angry at the whole situation, on the spoiled evening of February 14, he swung and only wanted to throw the briefcase into the water, as someone shouted behind his back: “Don't! Do not do that!". In astonishment before his eyes, he saw the very old man whom he helped on the track. Now on the bridge he was in ordinary casual clothes: jeans and a light gray coat.

- You? Why did you give me this game? It's a curse!

- Wait a minute, Cyril. Is that what your name is?

- How do you know everything? Who are you anyway?

- I saw your girlfriend, she called you Cyril, that's all. I thought you would like the game. Usually everyone is delighted with it. What's wrong?

- What's wrong? Are you still asking? I did not want to cheat on my girlfriend, but cheated on her with two at once!

- Well, did I force you to do this?

“What could I have done, was it an assignment?”

- Did the assignment say that you should change your girlfriend with them? This is your weakness. Give me the game, please.

“So that you can find such fools, like I used to give them this devilry?” Take it away! - Cyril threw a suitcase on the asphalt and turned to go.

- I have to tell you something. Wait!

- What else?

- Your girl, Katerina, she completed an assignment that previously could not be completed by anyone. She will remember nothing about that evening. And know: she loves you very much. Take care of her. Goodbye. - the stranger took the game and left.

Cyril stood on the bridge a little more, peering into the depths of the water, and drove home.

- Cyril, where have you been? - sleepy, stifling, asked Katerina, when a man entered the bedroom.

- Honey, I am ... Misha called, I gave him the documents.

- Ahhh, OK. Listen, what did I drink yesterday? My head is so foggy and empty: I don’t remember anything ...

- You know me too. Apparently, we went over champagne with you. - Cyril smiled, took off his sweater and lay down next to the girl. He hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear - I love you ...

P / S. Hello, dear reader. Well, turning to you, I mentally congratulate myself on the debut on the site ST. This is my first story, not counting the fact that he became a participant in the contest "About love!" I am sincerely glad to share with you my "creation". I hope it is far from the last and only opens up my fascinating journey into the world of porn / erotic literature. I will be glad to any comments. I look forward to your comments, thoughts, ideas, wishes ... In general, all that my story suggests to you.) From SW. Tiffany