“Kiss,” she said hopelessly.

Zhenya again made an effort not to laugh: she closed her eyes and pulled out her lips with a straw. He kissed her straight into the tube, and Tanya recoiled from him - he could barely hold her back.

“You wild cat!” He said. - Let's just dance.

- I'm not a wildcat! - offended objected Tanya, stood on tiptoe and wetly smacked him. - I can still.

- Seriously? Can you

She smacked him again and again on the lips and cheeks, quickly burning up.

- Have you ... ever kissed ... someone? - asked Zhenya in the midst of her smacks.

- And you ... what ... for business? - She excitedly whispered, all the stronger sticking his lips to his face.

(“Wow!” Zhenya thought under this squall.)

- Aha! ... So you kissed? Who was that? What was his name?

- Yes, I did not kiss anyone! - Tanya was so indignant that she stopped smacking him. - Who kisses me, red?

- For example me. You dosed me - now it's my turn. Just do not shuffle, as ... she herself said that she was not a wild cat.

- I will not! - Tanya said with a challenge and framed his freckles.

- Do not close your eyes! - Zhenya lightly touched his freckles with his lips, then another, more - side by side, at the temples ... Then brow, nose bridge ...

Tanya puffed like a train.

“Agaaaa!” The inner Jenin's voice shouted maliciously. The velvet face under the lips suddenly roused him stronger than any caress, and Zhenya tightened his hold on Tanya. Her back stiffened for a moment - and gave in to him.

“And now in the lips,” whispered Zhenya, not breathing. - Cutting. A little bit ...

Tanya opened her lips and still closed her eyes. Zhenya smeared them with his wet lips, and again, and again, and licked his tongue ...

Tanya suddenly snorted.

- What are you doing? - whispered Zhenya.

“Lick yourself,” she explained in a whisper.

- Well ... and now you lick me. Are you afraid?

Tanya shook her curls and bravely licked Zhenya on the lips.

“And you are salty ...” she squeaked like a mouse and licked some more. Eugene slightly opened his lips, catching her tongue.

- Yyy, - moan caught Tanya. Zhenya pressed her to him very tightly, chest to chest, and touched her tongue with his tip. Then he relaxed his lips; Tanya immediately hid her tongue and wanted to say something ... but instead she licked it again, going deeper.

"Here it is! ..." - someone ordered in Zhenya.

Having clasped Tanya by the head, he licked, having closed her tongue with his own, and with his own lips opened her lips, licking her flat tart-sweet, like cornel jam, the un-kissed Tannin's mouth ...

Tanya shrank ... but with every lickiness her body went limp, until it hung on her hands.

Her lips and tongue were being poured into Zhenya as brutally as he had into her, and there was no longer an experienced Don Juan and an innocent girl, but there were two desperate mouths and a single whirlwind of licks. He was growing, becoming cruel, nervous, and Tanya was biting like a real young one.

- Fe fufayfya! - tried to say Zhenya.

- Fo?

- Do not bite, I say! - He seized the moment, dodging her tongue.

Tanya suddenly pulled away and ran back to the window. She was breathing hard, as if chasing her.

- Tan! Tanya! Offended? - he approached her, but did not embrace, knowing that he would break out. - Sorry. Well, sorry, huh? Come to me...

Tanya turned to him. She had a purple face.

- I do not bite! - she said Basque.

- Well, I'm sorry, I put it badly ... Tan!

He took her hand. Tanya started, but did not pull back her hands and looked at Zhenya with large offended eyes.

Then she suddenly jumped towards him, like in icy water, and again covered her with hot lips. The swift tongue penetrated Zhenya and shrouded him inside with nervous sweetness, from which Zhenya himself almost hung on Tanya ...

“Well, well,” he said, when they ran out of air. “You ... you ... I don't even know what to say.”

“Did you and your Consuelo kiss in the same way?” - Tanya asked her new hoarse Basque. - Well, that is, with Svetlana Zanebesnaya?

- Nooo. - Zhenya even laughed, remembering the workers of Sveta's kisses. - Well, what are you. This is a movie.

- In the movie is not it?

- Not at all. Cinema for the audience, and life ... for us. For us with you.

- Where is the best?

- What do you think? - he grabbed her, spitting on everything, and lifted her into the air. Tanya gasped.

- What are you ... ahhh!

Suddenly the music ended. Zhenya let her go.

“Let's go eat,” he said. - My knees are flexing. Or maybe in a restaurant? ... In the "Aragvi"? And before that we go somewhere - buy you a new thing. For the sake of the holiday. BUT?

Tanya silently looked at him.

In this dark gaze, in a swift figure stretched like a needle, in a raised chest, there was nothing in the tilt of the head, literally nothing in common with Tanya Novokhatko, whom Zhenya had married an hour ago. Except maybe red hair. And cannabis.

***

On the way back, they again kissed until half faint. Tanya came burning, burning, with crimson lips. She had just licked his wife all her face, like a cat, and burned him with green eyes, which were equally divided in shame and shamelessness.

But undressing from kisses separated the whole gulf. No matter how delicate Eugene - Tanya still escaped and ran into the kitchen.

And then he decided to undress himself.

Never before was he so ashamed. Zhenya felt as if he were shining with eggs on a school matinee. But the calculation was justified: he appeared before Tania naked Adam, and she could not resist curiosity.

A minute later she was staring at his farm in all eyes. Two came closer. And after five she felt cold, with sweet horror, Zhenya's eggs and his huge cannon.

It was necessary with her, as with a child: “I showed you - now you show me.” Tanya threw him into the room so that he would not watch her undress, and then she went to him naked, touchingly embarrassing, defiantly looking at him.

Almost not at her, and she will burst into tears, hit him or jump from the balcony, - Eugene understood this and did not say unnecessary words, but just went up to her and began to study her tender body, half-feminine, half tart, tart, like an unripe fruit with sourness .

In his chest melted ice. The forty-year-old Zhenya felt like a juvenile wounded woman who first discovered the cherished girlish secrets - as if there had never been Zina, nor Lyuba, nor others, experienced and mature, with gloss on breasts and asses. One tanned Tanina, covered in goose bumps, was more intimate than all the words he heard; and the front ... about this in general it was impossible to speak out loud. The sticky petals obtained by Zhenya from Tanya’s shame, pricked his nerves like an ultrasound. Petals glistened and smeared - Tanya was quite ready for carnal pleasures.

Zhenya was in no hurry. He parted her buttocks and touched the anus ring; he kissed a strip of underpants and tickled the tiny bead hidden in the petals with his tongue; he pulled them with both hands, and they slipped out of their fingers like fish ... Eugene licked the middle Tannin open, and Tanya responded with a chest bass. She did not say anything and breathed heavily, deeply, with aspiration, turning into a moan. What she felt was probably the main experience of her life, and it depended on Zhenya whether it remained in her — the most terrible or the most beautiful.

Then Zhenya kissed her nipples. It was painful, and Tanya immediately began to shout and beg Zhenya - “Hwaaatit! ... well, that's enough, well, don’t be so, well ... oh-oh-ooi!” But Zhenya sucked into her like a hungry baby. He wanted Tanya to become distraught from lust - then she could experience the supreme bliss of a woman. He was rarely tested at the first copulation, but Zhenya really wanted it to be so, and pulled out solidified lumps with long suckers, and at that time touched Tannin in front ...

Tanya cried under his tongue, and he lowered his breasts, nalaskannye to crimson spots.

“Now let's dance as we danced during the day,” he said, putting down a record right there. - Let's kiss? Come on, Tanya?

And he approached her lips, hugging him behind his back.

Their bodies cling to each other - naked to ...