I need a mouth member.
He slowly, holding me by the sucking head, sat down, spread his trembling legs, pulled me to the bed.

I sat and watched as I eagerly and enthusiastically tried to wrestle him to the ground, stroked his fingers over his face.

- Nastyaaa ... Nastyaaaa ...

I almost cracked my jaw from lust.

- I was waiting for you. I thought already everything, you will not come. Almost drove all. Ltd.

She grabbed the hands of heavy testicles and massaged.
All movements for some reason came out sharp, I could not cope with myself. Sucked in a devotion, swallowing, taking away everything.

Pounding his fists on his thighs, scratching. I dug into it like a leech, taking as much as I could, choking and whining.
Greedily, eagerly sucked.

He exhaled helplessly, and hissed, trying to withdraw from his mouth.

Clutching a tick, I watched as they caught the air of his lips, and drank it from the source.
He finished in my mouth.
And I watched as I swallow.

I caressed the scrotum, which left everything to the last drop.

Gave out, sucked it dry. Licked into the hole, trying to get the remaining drops.

- Nastya ..

Flinching, reviving, and blinked, pulled me up.
He dug into a kiss, masterfully squeezing his tongue and wielding it in his mouth.
We desperately kissed, squeezing and pulling each other.

Swallow in sheets. Potap got to his chest, licked each one, sipping his nipple, and shaking his head.

He collected sweat droplets protruding on the body, and with a moan licked me from head to toe.
When he, cuddling with his whole body, entered the expiring womb, I was almost insane with all-consuming desire. And she moaned hysterically without a break.

Suddenly the door swung open. Fyodor, absolutely drunk, stood in the doorway and stared at us with red, sick eyes.

Potap raised his head, growled, but could not stop, continuing to drive into me.
A large wall mirror showed how his muscular, glowing, light-skinned, unburned ass worked. Quickly darning like a typewriter.

I also continued to moan, turned away from the door, whimpering and podmahivala as she could.

Fyodor punched in the doorjamb, sobbed, turned away and slowly walked away, never closing the door.

We fought against each other, scattering cries around the house. Potap leaned over and grabbed me with his teeth by the neck, biting, simultaneously throwing sperm at me, watering and snarling.
Bursting with fire of pleasure. I yelled in a voice, plaintively and gently, telling the world how good I am now.

Squeezing fingers and toes, convulsing under the seed of his man. Sparkles glittered under the covered eyelids. It was a shame and ticklish languidly to open his eyes.
Before my eyes was a picture of his priests fucking me. Nipples ached to pain.

Little by little we froze, continuing to squeeze and breathe each other.

When I went to close the door, he admired how the sperm flows through my legs.
When I was wiping me, every crease and hollow, I giggled and told me how wonderful he is.
During the night I sucked him again. Until dry. But he filled me anyway. Over the edge.

When the ray of dawn woke and sobered me, it was sad.
What could I say to him?

“Hi, I'm Grisha. It happened "or" Guess who I am, the one that you don't have to look after, but you can just fuck, because when you touch me, I go crazy "

The brain twitched and sadly confirmed.
"Do not even go, and jump"

Silently got up, collected the torn parts of a swimsuit, wrapped in a towel. And left.

Our fifth day, the day of departure, was cold and stingy with emotions.
Pieces of paper and plastic glasses were rushing around the pool area.

In the hall there was a line of girls who came to clean up, schooled silently waiting for our departure.

We walked with suitcases. And in turn, politely, shook the owner of the hand.

- Very nice.
- And me.
- Mutually.
- Come again.
- Mostly.

Potap's hand was cooler than usual, but also strong. He raised gray, his fantastic eyes on me, blinked, relaxed his fingers and suddenly squeezed his already almost released palm to pain.

He stared.

Breathed out.All this time we both did not breathe.

And a kiss hit me. Hot. Lightweight. Demanding.