fingers Nastya - while the hostess, thanks for the hospitality. -

- Until. Come to us as you can. - she smiled.

I went home, we occasionally talked with Igor on the phone. And after three weeks came the SMS from the Internet. - We must meet - And everything, neither hello, not yet.

I took a day off in the middle of the week, sent Nastya a text message from the Internet - I will arrive on Thursday at fourteen at the entrance -

- Ok - I got back.

I arrived in my car and waited at the entrance. She left the doorway, looking around. I signaled, she came up, got into the car - Hi. Let's go somewhere to the park or to the water -

He brought her to the river, on a weekday it was deserted.

- Let's go to the back seat - opening the door, she said.

We moved and she picked up that same polka-dot dress, took off her panties, putting them in the seat pocket in front. Lay on my back, spread her legs - kiss me there -

I knelt down and began kissing and licking.

- Kiss there passionately, several times - she asked.

I fulfilled her request.

- Now come to me and love me, I don’t know when I can meet you again -

And I loved her, not just fucked, but caressed, stroked and pulled with great pleasure. Nastya hugged me, rubbed her cheek, moaned, whispered - more. So cool. I want to finish with you -

And we finished together, merging into a kiss. She finished licking my lips, sweetly moaning and trembling. Then she pulled out her panties, pulled them to their feet - pull out - she commanded laughing -

I pulled out a member and she quickly pulled the panties on - why get your car dirty - she smiled.

Then she sat down, kissed me - Take me to some kind of stop. I myself will get you drive home. Thanks for coming -

- Let me get you home? - I objected.

- Do not. I want to walk alone -

I took her to a stop, she kissed me again, smiled and left without turning around.

I returned home at eight o'clock in the evening, set the car and got up to my room.

The incoming SMS rang.

- Soon I will give your bear. WE WILL HAVE Sasha. -

SMS was sent via the Internet and the word US was written in large letters.

- Congratulations - I sent back.

- You today kissed your child and sent him a message that they love him. - another SMS has come.

- That's it - I thought, remembering the request to kiss her passionately a few times, between the legs.

- What did gosh say? - I sent a text message.

- He will find out today or tomorrow. That we will have Sasha. -

Igor called me two days later and stunned told me that his wife was pregnant - two days go and get stunned by this news. Imagine, Nastya is pregnant. I'm happy, Sanya. We are now thinking which name to choose. We decided to think about the double names, like, like you. Zhenya, Sasha, Valya, after all, they call boys and girls. But the last word for Nastya. - he chattering into the phone.

I portrayed joy and wonder. Congratulations to him, said to say hello to Nastya and my congratulations to her.

- You have to come to the meeting from the hospital - he said.

- Igor, calm down, there is plenty of time before the hospital. But when you call that it happened, you will definitely come. Wash my legs - I laughed.

- You have to come. Excuses are not accepted - Igor said again and we said goodbye.

I felt in two ways. On the one hand, complete rubbish, having participated in the fertilization of the wife of a friend, and on the other hand, it means it should be so.

I did not communicate directly with Nastya anymore, only through Igor I received greetings and passed on to her.

Then, as Igor called and said that Nastya had been put on conservation.

- Something serious? - I asked.

- No, noodle, so here should give birth - he laughed.

And a few days later he called, was under the hop - Congratulate me, my son was born - Igor yelled into the phone.

- What are you, congratulations! - I was delighted.

- Tomorrow, come to ten o'clock, we will pick up.Weight four eight hundred, height fifty, everything is fine - he screamed.

“I will be tomorrow,” I promised.

Early in the morning, or rather late at night, I went by bus, because I would have to plump, washing my legs, and the next day I had to go to work.

Came to Igor, called, standing at the entrance.

- Stay there, we go down - he answered and disconnected.

- Send him and Nastya parents. I knew his parents, and I saw her parents for the first time. He greeted, congratulated on the birth of his grandson. I was handed a bouquet of flowers and we drove two cars to the maternity hospital.

Then they stood and waited for Nastya to come out.

When she came out, holding the child in her arms, surrounded by nurses, everyone rushed to the hospital and for some reason began to communicate with the nurses, give them bags with something, envelopes and flowers. I approached Nastya, who was amazed at what was happening, handed her a bouquet of flowers.

She took the child with one hand, the second took the bouquet - stretch your arms - she said.

I stretched out my arms and she put the baby in my arms - hold on, I’ll deal with this hustle now - and turned to my parents, husband and nurses.

- Ale, actually I'm here. Who else will congratulate me, except a friend of her husband? - loudly said Nastya.

There was silence - Nastya, what are you doing. Of course - Igor spoke first and walked over to her, kissed her, handed him a bouquet of flowers, then all the others rushed. The nurses are gone. And I stood and looked at the little bunks in my hands, then Nastya came up and took the child from me, gave it to Igor, saying quietly, Gosh, actually you should have taken the first one, because you are a father. -

Igor apologized sadly.

- Nevermind. Let's call our son Sasha - said Nastya.

- Alexander Igorevich, sounds great! - said Igor.

He and her parents took turns holding the child in their hands, looking under the cape on their face and found a lot of similarities with Igor. Nastya smiled, - look there the talisman will not drop. I gave him a toy and threw away a little blanket, showed a pink bear.

- Here is a goat - I thought, smiling.

Then we went to the apartment of Igor and Nastya, a table was laid in a large room, and in a small room there was a bed near the sofa. The table was gone, but the ironing board was in the same place.

We washed the legs of the newborn, Nastya drank plain water. I went to feed the baby and came back. She recovered a little, became feminine and very beautiful.

She smiled, told how she gave birth and glanced at me.

- Listen Igor, do not you think that your wife is very motherhood, she is more beautiful than her, what did you do? - I asked.

- It does not seem to be so, he answered and kissed his wife on the cheek. Nastya smiled, looking at me. - Thank. Though someone said what I look like. -

- Nastya, you look great - said Igor's father - let's drink, today we only drink for you and your son and Igor, for our grandson -

And there were a lot of similar toasts.

- Come on buddy, say you - Igor asked me.

- Igor and Nastya, Nastya and Igor! - I began - A big event happened in your family -

- Do not be so solemn - said Igor.

- And you dad, shut up - I laughed.

- In general, another boy and another girl you need to reproduce and educate! -

- Well, you bent, my friend - Igor laughed.

Nastya mockingly looked at me - Gosha and I will try, yes Gosh? - She smacked her husband in the cheek.

“Of course, a start has already been made,” he laughed. Everyone was already very tipsy, and the toast just became a reason for another drink.

All so nadrinkalis that barely tossed their tongues.

- Sash, let's go help me hold my namesake, you are the only one who understands something else, Nastya said loudly.

- Yes San. Help, Igor barely uttered, lifting his head and looking at me with one eye. Closing the other to bring focus.

I went for Nastya in a small room. She pulled a baby out of the crib and sat on the sofa.

I was standing nearby.

- What got up, sit down - whispered Nastya. I sat next to the edge of the couch.

- On, hold your son. I thought it did. The first father took the son in her arms - she whispered, giving me the child.

- You've become so beautiful.Rather, and was beautiful, but now in general, just jaw dropped when I saw you - I whispered.

- Do you say that on purpose? She asked.

“I’d get the ironer with you right now.” - I grinned.

- Will not work. Code will be reported. Your order must be fulfilled - she smiled.

- What order? - I did not understand.

- Another son and another daughter - she looked at me.

- BUT! Igor, do you even remove from participation? -

He is for education. To the heart you reach. I don't even give him a blowjob. He is a puritan. He believes that his wife for beauty, and other women for entertainment. -

- Never did him? - I was surprised.

- Not once. Now you hit when ravdonya me. You will come for bonding twice a week, at least, and until the juices get sucked out of you, I will not let go. Nine months without sex and a few more now. Calluses on the fingers earned. Goshka prostitute walked. I arranged scandals for him, to divert his eyes, and so, he is in no pastels. Consider Sanya, I will squeeze you, make up for lost time. -

- As you will be ready, you will inform. -

- Do you have a girlfriend? -

- Permanent no. - I replied.

- Do you walk other people's wives? -

- Are you jealous? - I smiled.

- No, you're a male. What are you jealous of. You need to use if you like someone. So I will continue to use it while you like it. -

- Agreed -

- Let me put him in the crib - she took her son - When will you go home? -

- Two hours to the station -

- Sit here, I now - said Nastya.

She walked out of the room. And it was not quite long. Then she came back - Sorry for lingering, letting all parents out, they were barely able to stand on their feet. Even with a child they were not allowed to say goodbye. Gosha straight so laid on the sofa. Without undressing. Let's start? She grinned.

- What do we start? -

- I want to drink your juice. Lie on the sofa -

I laid down, she unbuttoned my jeans. I lowered them, she began to stroke my cock, kiss him, caress, touching her tongue. Suck the head. Swallow deeply and roll your head out of your mouth. Played with him. I rubbed his cheek on him, drove myself to my lips and then drank everything with a few suctions. She really missed a member.

When she finished with me, the baby cried.

- Jealous - smiled Nastya - you go San. I will ruin everything myself. She hugged me and let me go, turned to the child, bent over him and began to speak gently with him - Well, that you are my sweetie, my sweetheart, I'm here, I'm yours. Just talked to your folder a little bit and that's it. I'm near and I'm not going anywhere -

I smiled, refueling, listening to Nastya and left the room.

In another room, Igor was lying on the couch out of the way. There was an unmade table. I turned and walked to the door. Dressed and left the apartment.

- When I drove up to my city, I received an SMS - Thank you for the pleasure -

- If you want more, let me know - I wrote to her from the site -

- Ok - came back.

I went to her once a week. She gave me blowjobs and this ended herself. And then she gave a hole and I began to ply between the two cities three times a week. You understand, when the woman gets up, already only on her appearance.

But more about that later.