without clothes, but at the same time would be terribly afraid that she would guess about my vulgar thoughts. And now she, with a pliable doll, allows me to hammer myself into my pussy, flaunt my back hole, allows me to paw her buttocks, keep her hips up and feel her boobs twitching from your blows.

The amplitude and pace of the frictions increased, I pulled out the dick almost completely and drove the whole length, my sweaty eggs with well audible slaps beat the girl on the crotch. Apparently, Vika began to wind up again, from her point of view it was perfectly clear to me how the contractile muscles of her buttocks walked, she began podmahivat, moving her pelvis in time with my punches. I heard some guys are afraid to finish ahead of time, I did not have such a problem - I was afraid that Vika would finish the second time, but I wouldn’t. Well-oiled vagina did not give any friction, my dick seemed to go into the oil, let's say, life did not prepare me for this.

I had to do something with this, I slapped Vika on the pope several times with my palm, calculating the girl's reaction to it, and then he swung and sensibly slapped her on the buttock. Vicka twitched and suddenly shook herself in convulsions of orgasm. All her muscles are strongly strained, the anus ring disappeared between the two became stone buttocks. My cock squeezed the intimate muscles of the vagina, suddenly appeared friction. Now my every jock suddenly began to bring an ever greater wave of pleasure. Rr-time - the first wave came somewhere in the scrotum and dispersed in the thighs in small goosebumps. Two-aaa - the second wave reached the groin and somewhere to the base of the penis. It became much more difficult to enter Vika, the girl was beaten by a wave of orgasm, her hole became very narrow and not so hospitable. Tr-rr-and! The third wave has already reached the head, I just felt like it was filling with pleasure and, not waiting for it to overflow and explode, I quickly swung it and ... four! The orgasm exploded simultaneously at the bottom, in the form of an inexpressible pleasure of the head of the woman who shot the hot inside of her and in the brain, flashing with some kind of lightning in the darkened eyes.

At some point I pulled a bolt from Vicki, the main portion of the sperm hit her on the hips and on the floor, but the first two or three portions remained inside her. Exhausted, I lay down on her wet back, heavy drops were falling on her from me. Then, hard rolling, I collapsed on the couch. Vika hesitated and lay down beside her too, resting her head on my shoulder.

- Well, you're a macho. - She exhaled approvingly.

From two heated bodies in the compartment, it smelled noticeably of sweat and sex. I did not want to speak. I wanted to drink and smoke. Vika sat down tiredly, looked at herself languidly, and took up her usual napkins. Watching her dressing and dressing, I found that there was no excitement, I was completely devastated. However, the feeling of disgust, which usually happens to porn actresses, when only masturbate, either. There was a tremendous feeling of gratitude to the woman who gave you her body today and satisfied your most basic desire that a man may have for a woman.

“Turn around,” she said.

Not the most logical request, but I did not argue. I silently dressed, went to the vestibule. On the way back, I walked past the compartment to the guides, clarified how much I owed them for the tea and for the beer, paid off. When I returned to the compartment, Vika had already cleaned herself up, made herself a bed, turned off the overhead light, and lay down. Only the night light burned over my bed.

I quietly put in order my place, also lay down. Under the sound of wheels, eyes began to fill with weight.

- Thank. - suddenly said Vika. - I thought that my personal life was fine. But even my husband did not turn me on.

- Thank you. For ... - paused - just thanks.

- Good night.

- Good night to you as well.

The train to Moscow arrived early in the morning. I helped Vika to take her baggage out of the car, where I handed it to my husband who was waiting at the car - the guy looked exactly like Vika described him.He briefly, sharply glanced at me, took the bags from the platform and they both went in the direction of the exit to the city.

I smoked, seeing them off. I didn’t have any envy of her husband, nor any kind of gloating like any other male. I got a woman for a while, who made a man of me, I knew how to appreciate what I got. I put out a cigarette and also headed for the exit. Ahead of me was a whole week of holidays, I hoped that it would pass as well as it began.