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The story was made by me in the life story of one of my regular readers and meticulously edited by her, right up to the dialogues and punctuation marks. She is the main character.

In general, I could not, despite the workload, refuse such an insistent and charming woman and did everything that she wanted ...

Take heed

On this day, he, Martin Anisimov, the manager of a shoe network, drove into a small shop in the city center in order to buy sneakers.
The old ones fell into disrepair, and the boxing trainer, where the young man was engaged, loved to drive cross-country athletes. Exhausting and long.
He quickly chose sneakers and stood in a queue to pay them to the cashier for some middle-aged woman's pretty ass, while looking at women's shoes on a nearby counter, where proudly stand out from the shoe building beautiful leopard ankle boots with an open front.
And the ass was good. Convex, tightly wrapped in a skirt, he asked to be slapped on him, if not with a member, then with a palm, and he, plump and seductively defenseless, would have flailed and blushed.
As if Martin inadvertently stepped forward and peeked into the face of his owner. Out of pure curiosity. Is she as good from the front as from behind?

Babets was pretty. With large blue eyes, and brightly painted lips, and a white blouse eloquently emphasized the spectacular chest.
The third and fourth number of boobs ... mechanically noted the young man to himself. And dressed is not bad. It would be interesting to look at her naked. In those leopard boots with an open front ...
Naturally exelentz! Great femina! You can screw it in butt!
The customer caught his curious glance and barely noticeably smiled at the corner of her mouth, and her thick eyelashes fluttered confusedly.
I had to retire back to continue to wait in line and admire the back of the ladies.
Suddenly, the purse fell out of the not fully buttoned handbag of the aunt and plopped on the tiled floor, bounced under the counter, with frog dexterity.

Martin quickly bent over the fugitive, plump and leathery.
- Madam, you lost it. - the manager-shoemaker gently touched the woman’s shoulder and gallantly stretched the raised leather goods.
- Oh! Thanks a lot! Otherwise, I would even pay for shoe cream! I bought it. I have everything in my wallet - both the cards and the salary and the keys to the apartment. Thank! I do not even know how to thank you ... - sincerely delighted "Madame", holding out a bank note in reply
- If you want to thank me, then remove the money and fulfill my request. - the boy again glanced appreciatively at the pretty figure of this pretty confusion.
- Which one? - the lady shyly closed her eyes, again waving her lush eyelashes, and her cheeks slightly rosy.
Wow! Aunty understands the hint. The young man felt the game, like an experienced hunter. There is a good chance to attach his "uncle" today.

This woman again wanted to undress and use for the intended purpose.
From his experience heartbreaker, he knew that he needed to act immediately. Then the alleged love sacrifice can wake up and get out of control, taking your wonderful ass away, beyond the reach
- I want to give you a gift. Do not try to refuse. - the smiling guy took the woman by the hand and led him deeper into the hall to the very boots.
... - No no no! I cannot accept them as a gift from you, they are too expensive ... - the unfamiliar "young lady" resisted weakly, and as it turned out, the senior economist of the bank Elena Markina with a ring on her left hand, eloquently telling about the divorce.
- We already met and became “you”. I will not accept the gift back. But for me, this pair will not be particularly expensive, but I am still the manager. Get up and go! - He ordered.
Tsok, Tsok, Tsok, Tsok ...The slender legs of a new acquaintance walked along the floor, and the ass, a delightful butt, swayed invitingly to the beat of walking.
The young fornicator wanted to immediately put this ass on her knees and belly up her mature calf. Spank well! In the right way !!!

- Oh well! If you do not want these, we will choose cheaper. We measure this pair, pink high-heeled shoes and you go with me. - Suddenly burst from the manager.
What have I done? Why did I start so abruptly? It would be worth starting with gatherings in a cafe and even then gently trying to incline to cohabitation, but now she is definitely offended, turns around and dumps, a thought flashed.
But to Martin’s great surprise, the citizen flinched her shoulders coyly, sat down on the sofa again and, throwing off her brand boots, wore cheap but bright pink shoes with a big heel.
She walked again, but now her ass and chest were shaking even harder. Martin closed his eyes. Fart to him today. Just a fart!
And this is very opportunely, because his wife left with her child to her nasty mother ...

... When they approached the bus stop, talking about various trivialities, Martin became quite bold and took the bank employee by the waist and unceremoniously sat him in his Toyota Camry.
- I'll give you a ride Zaya! - he winked and turned the ignition key ...
... what to do with it? She can give it in her mouth while she is stunned by a gift ... the guy pondered, turning the steering wheel and squinting at the boobs of a mature passenger who sat in silence and only mysteriously smiled, clutching a box of pink shoes in her hands.
- Zaya, what do you have on your neck? Open the button, I'll look at what's there. - he unexpectedly asked for himself.
"Zaya" stupidly giggled, languidly rolled her eyes and complied with the request.
- It is not visible, to see what I saw, fell slightly below.
The customer of the cream giggled again and undid another button, opening the blouse collar, and showed off a lace bra in which her breasts were white.

- Something got you in the bra cup, put it down a bit so that I can help you get what got there. - floridly said the manager of the shoe network.
Elena didn’t stubborn here and fulfilled the request.
The boy's patience is over. It burst like a balloon that fell on a needle.
He stretched out his hand and squeezed the woman’s protruding nipple between his fingers, which made his dick immediately jump up like a soldier in front of a general.
Eyes companion eagerly lit. She moved closer and put her palm on this mound of jeans.
- Mmmmm, yes Zaya! Take it ... - said the extremely delighted Toyota driver, slowing down.
Urcha, like a cat, “Zaya” pulled out this shaven and warm organ, bent down even lower, and having carefully examined it, thrust it into her mouth.
Martin caught his breath. How long he wanted to do this for a long time - put a strange and pretty slut in the mouth right inside the car.

- Go on! And with your other hand, massage the eggs ... - there was a hoarse request.
And Lena, meanwhile, began to lick these vaults of sperm with her tongue, like a kitten cat.
- Oooh ... daaaaa! Honey, I like it so much, go ahead and you will get a real explosion, upon coming to me ... I will not let you go long.
This lady sucked skillfully, swallowing completely this slippery instrument of love into her throat and resting her nose on her shaved pubic partner. Playing with a red head tongue and a little bit her teeth.
Suddenly she interrupted yelling.
- We will not crash? The first time I suck a guy in a moving car.
- No, doll, everything will be fine. - Martin still dropped the course and parked. Just in case.
He lowered the bra even lower and began to touch his girlfriend's chest while she sucked. Sometimes splashing with the palm of the otdalachnom ass of this "senior economist."

Then they kissed. Passionately. With tongue and hot hugs.
And after Martin bowed his head and began invitingly to kiss Elena's nipples. He ottyagiv their lips. Bite and otgryvat lips and soon her entire chest, it became wet and slippery from saliva.
Mistress, as they say with might and main "floated" and genuinely enjoyed petting with a nice young man, ...

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