how it pulses in her little palm.

A man who had gone mad with desire, deftly tore off the remnants of an elegant short dress from her and threw him on the bed. Before she could say anything, he roughly grabbed her ankles, took a slightly curved penis in his hand, with a pair of magnificent eggs and, stepping forward, plunged him into the depths of a fresh, juicy, young vagina ...

Monica didn’t even have the strength to wonder at her loud cry - she hadn’t experienced anything like it at least lately. Bending her back and throwing back her head, she barely drowned out her own moans.

- Like? - he hissed through clenched teeth, sharply moving his hips and deeply entering it. “Have you ever been so fucked up before?” Now you will be only mine. I will not give you anyone!

“It was even better,” through the waves of passion, she pricked him.

He laughed softly and mockingly and dramatically increased the pace of the movement. The girl was almost ready to catch an orgasm, but he suddenly abruptly left her. Grabbing his hands, he yanked her out of bed, squeezed the base of the phallus with his hand and forced it onto himself. His lips pressed against hers, tongue fumbled in his mouth, and her long dark eyelashes touched his rosy cheeks.

The feeling was so strong that he had to hold her hips by force so as not to explode at the same moment. Regaining control, he began to set the rhythm of intercourse. Face to face, she is on top - their bodies are perfectly matched to each other. Releasing the hips and taking her legs, he brought them down at his waist and went deeper into it. From over-excitement, the man had to press his face to her smooth thin neck to drown out moans.

Both beautiful slender bodies by this time covered with a thin layer of sweat. Her hair lightly stuck to her forehead. They continued to move synchronously and Oleg felt the approach of an orgasm. When Vika's movements became more feverish and her fingers sank into his hair, he clamped a hand over her mouth and crushed a cry that broke out at the moment of supreme pleasure. He muffled his own moans against her white shoulder. A few more movements - and he, quickly and often wincing with muscular buttocks, spewed a powerful jet straight into the depths of her hot vagina, flooding him to the limit. Her beautiful body, clinging to his, went limp and they both collapsed on the bed in exhaustion.

His dreams of sex with a gorgeous young brunette came true as if in a dream. The mind slowly returned to him, and with him the feeling of satisfaction. When, looking up, Victoria looked at him, he saw in her radiant dark brown eyes a spark of bliss and pleasure. Five minutes later, a beautiful and contented brunette went to the bathroom. Having rinsed, she wrapped herself in a white terry towel and, returning, stretched herself habitually and relaxed to her full height on her favorite bed ...

At the same time, in the room of the Raduga Hotel, Ruslan (already gone into the shower), lay down next to Christina. The young woman, resting her head on his flat, embossed belly, curled into a ball, scattering blond curls over his broad chest. The man froze, gently holding her in his strong hands. He felt so happy that he was even a little afraid. Love settled in his heart even when he first saw her on his yacht. He already felt that he needed her, that she was his life, his everything.

Suddenly she quietly asked him:

“Honey, will you tear up my panties every time?” I do not have enough salary ...

“I'll buy you a whole box,” he said cheerfully. - So now you will have a huge selection.

“It is inspiring,” she smiled. And already seriously asked. - What will happen to us now?

- Like what? We will live together happily and die one day, he laughed.

“I’m seriously asking,” the blonde cooed. - What have you decided?

“Seriously I answer,” a sly smile blossomed on his face, and temptation glowed in piercing brown eyes. - I send my wife with children to her parents in another city, you leave Oleg, move to our house, meet my mother, sign and live happily until old age.

- And how is my daughter Nastya? - Ardently asked the girl. - I can not without it.

- Take with you. If Oleg refuses her - I will adopt her, - promised Ruslan. “And I will love her as my own daughter.”

Despite the hard steel notes in his voice, Christine was still afraid that after some time Ruslan would understand that she was just another resort for him, but not the love of his life.

- What about work? I will miss without children ...

- Of course, you will not be able to work - there are a lot of chores about the housekeeping, but if you want, then you will lead your circles right in the house. I'll even buy you a piano or a piano.

- And the dance?

- We have a huge house. Balls can be held, not like your dancing club. I will provide you with children. I have a lot of friends in the city. And all that you will earn - you will spend only on yourself and Nastya. And I will take care that you do not need anything ...

Sharing his plans, the man in love gently smiled and played with her blond curls - he took the locks and let them through his fingers, feeling the silk touch and floral fragrance, which for him now was associated only with her one and only.

- Ruslan, I think you're in a hurry. How do I tell my husband that I'm leaving him? - she objected. The young woman tried not to look at him. - It will be very difficult for me.

- You're right. I need to think about it, too - he dug into her sweet lips with a long, passionate, hot kiss that made a juicy blonde hug the wide male neck and moan.

“You taste so sweet, love,” he whispered hotly, gently stroking her pink cheek. - At first glance, I was wondering how you taste.

“I wonder what it tastes like,” Christine whispered softly and embarrassedly, and putting her hand down, touched his peacefully sleeping, manly dignity. She felt an irresistible desire to see the alluring member of the beloved man close and touch his lips, caress him, play with him, lick and suck him.

And now, when Ruslana's long and massive phallus slid into her fingers, the blond beauty felt a surge of awkward pleasure. The blush on her cheeks said that she was already filled with desire and passion. The contented man raised himself a bit to provide her with better access, and she took advantage of this moment and gently held the tip of her tongue through the blue veins of his wonderful smooth “instrument.” Licking a small crevice in the crimson head of his penis, still asleep, she suddenly sucked her deeply and deeply into her thirsty mouth.

But, at this very moment, in her purse, the persistent trilling of the phone rang out. Christina quickly jumped up, threw a robe and took out a mobile phone, pressed the answer button. After a while, the blond girl, having thrust the device back into her purse, looked at Ruslana with a thoughtful look and said in surprise:

- Oleg called and said that he is now with you on the yacht at sea. And what do you say hello to me, ”she said, confused. And after a moment, strictly asked. - Ruslan, how to understand this?

(To be continued)

LIZZASTAR