“Okay,” she answered hoarsely, listening to the sensations below.

- Well, here, like clockwork I went, - commented the saleswoman. - These two contacts are attached to the nipples, you can right under the blouse, and I will put it on top of my hips. So, you see, they themselves stick, easy and convenient.

“It’s bursting at the entrance,” Tatiana complained, “but I don’t feel anything inside.”

“I'll turn it on and feel it,” the woman grinned. - But still need to screw a little. Well, relax your ass! Good, good girl. Go! - she clicked the switch.

Tatiana froze. There was a slight tingling inside. It grew, and after a few seconds, it was all itching, from the tailbone to the pubis. God, I wanted to climb there and scratch everything with my nails. At this point, the body flashed the first sensitive discharge.

- Oh! - She sobbed, but looking at Ludmila's satisfied face, I realized that this was necessary.

Indeed, a weak current rushing along the route: nipples - groin - labia - clitoris - intestines - coccyx - nipples, for a moment blocked the itch, reaching such hidden nerve endings that could not be scratched. And then the itching in the intestines and vagina increased, as if desiring repetition, and it followed. Again discharge and second bliss. This time, the internal muscles responded, shuddering in sync with the electrical impulse. Nipples hardened, and the clitoris tense. Tatyana felt that she liked the procedure, she instantly warmed up and oozed out extremely actively, demanding: more, more, more! The intervals between the digits became shorter. Her whole body shuddered in a voluptuous convulsion as a current passed. It looked like an endless series of micro-orgasms.

- Oh, ui, ah! - quietly moaning Tatiana. - Oh, oh, oh!

- Really good? - empathizing, Luda whispered.

- Class! - only Tatiana had time to say, and again she said: - Oh, oh, oh!

The phallic cones came to life, their previously insensible tips swelled up, tightly filling the vaginal canal. Excited flesh took this bursting pressure with the greed of a starving stomach, enviously predatory and trembling happily. Ribbed furrows, turning and finely vibrating, caused extremely thrill to the walls of the vagina. And in combination with provocations of electric discharges, Tatyana received such a strong bouquet of influence on the libido that she immediately took off to the heights of pleasure. Virtually every movement inside - and it moved continuously, - every impulse caused muscle contractions. In Tatiana's head reality faded, she forgot where she was and groaned in her voice:

- Ay, oh, damn, how good! Still! Ay ... Oh-ohhh ...

Lyudmila looked at the curtain with fright and looked at the timer with her eye - the arrow indicated that we had to wait another minute.

- What is happening there?! - There was a loud voice on the trading floor. Lyudmila put her head in the shoulders - it was Bella Janovna Zondel, commercial director. - Where is Rubinova, why is she not there? - loudly interrogated saleswomen boss.

Having heard her last name, Lyudmila began to fuss. It is impossible to stop a session - the client is in an insane state. She looked helplessly at the ottoman - saliva bubbles appeared from the corners of Tatiana's lips, her head was randomly thrashing from side to side, her body shook slightly, and from time to time it was pierced by sharp flinches. The action that the unit had on the customer turned out to be more pronounced and strong. The numbers on the timer informed that up to the maximum mode, about a minute more time. Lyudmila murmured: “My God, I don’t imagine how she will be ...” After that, she grabbed a vacuum tube with a gutta-percha cone nozzle and brought it to Twitching's clit. Sensual pea with suckling sucked. Through the transparent plastic it was visible how the tense shekel stretched.Tatyana howled - "sys ss ss ...", and squeezed her hips, despite the dildos inserted into both holes.

It was at that moment that the decisive hand pulled the curtain back:

- Well, what's going on here ?! - zondelno bellowed Zondel, squeezing into the booth with its vast carcass. However, she quickly realized what was going on, and deftly closed the curtain behind her, having managed to drop an elbow into the stomach of a citizen who stuck behind her with a hat: - Where are you going, an infection! You do not see, here the woman is dismantled!

Crimson from shame, Tatiana, clutching the packaging with the miracle aggregate to her chest, jumped out of the store without looking at anyone. I only caught my breath by closing the car door. Wait until the saleswoman explained to the boss did not, grabbed all the personal belongings, poured into the box and rushed to the exit under the mocking looks of buyers. “Yes, to hell with them! Do not care.

To the house I was driving up almost calmed down. Almost, because the lower abdomen continued to grasp something from time to time. After these episodic cuts, she felt warm juices pouring out, causing a slight itching in the inflamed labia. It is good that she has a dark leather skirt, otherwise the wet spot on her ass saw the entire yard.

I had to go to close my hips tightly - and it seemed that wet streams would flow out from under the hem. But this way of movement was incredibly exciting - swollen genitals, squeezed and rubbing secretions in liquid jelly, took it as an invitation. Lustful images swirled in their heads. She felt sweat, everything was wet under the boobs. Tatyana carried only a bag with an ill-fated purchase and a handbag, but otduvalas so as if dragging a pound weight.

“O-pa! This is a surprise ... “Towards her, waving the bag with a loaf of bread and a bottle of vodka, the recent voyeur moved. He was in a wide and crumpled light suit, in white canvas boots and with a straw hat on a bald head. A crumpled newspaper stuck out of his pocket. “Lord, who reads newspapers in the Internet age?” It was even more striking that the lover of prying turned out to be so rounded and of small stature, she had previously seen him only in the window. Description from the sixties of the last century, there is not enough shirt with embroidery - it will turn out Khrushchev. Glance attracted fleshy nose and thick sensual lips. Tatyana just moved inside, and she had to stop.

The pensioner suddenly recognized her and began to pick up to the right, bypassing the woman in a wide arc, while trying to look aside, but could not stand it, and mowed pupils at her. It was both funny and exciting at the same time.

- Man, wait! Hello. Do you not recognize me?

He slowed down, shrugged his shoulders and, politely raising his hat, dismissed:

- Uh, good afternoon ... Sorry, I don’t remember ...

She smiled.

- But it does not matter, the main thing I recognized you. Won't you have a word?

He blushed, sweat trickled from his hat to his temples, eyes-buttons moving uneasily around the sides.

“What can I do, so to speak ...” he finally squeezed out with an effort, and taking a string bag of vodka behind his back, stepped towards her.

“You can, you can,” Tatyana giggled nervously, and leaned toward him, practically breathing into the large purple ear: “It's hot to me, I’ll give me all that flow right now.” Yes or no? The offer is valid only once ...

“You ... like ... what ... do you mean,” he panted, hoarsely, recoiling, and fearfully peering into her face. Tatyana calmly answered his look. She was just waiting for an answer. Yes - yes, no - no. He shook his head intimidation, could not resist, literally felt her body with his eyes, and suddenly breathed hoarsely: - Where? ..

“Follow me,” she said so deliberately, knowing that, looking at her from behind, he would reach the necessary condition even before they reached the fire escape. When elevators work as a spare passage, no one uses. There was no wish to bring the old man to Borovychka home; She just wanted to realize her fantasy. Quickly and once. How to drink a glass of cold soda in a hot afternoonAfter you scold yourself - you hiccup, burp, but it's impossible to resist.