The last hours of the outgoing year melted away, giving way to the merry magic of New Year's Eve. Outside the windows, the winter fairy tale came into the right. A transparent sky strewn with stars lights and a thin crescent of the moon illuminating the purest fluffy snow that covered the earth. On empty streets, rare passersby hurried along the trodden paths, hurrying home or visiting.

- Hello! - Irka, flushed from the light frost, having thrown off her fur coat, fluttered into the room.

- Hello. - Fun smiled Anton. - What are the beauties at our table today!

- Meet. - Introduced girlfriend Lenka. - And now we will go to even greater beauties to turn.

- Will the costumes improve too? - Anton asked. - Jeans on the girl is great, but I want a more pleasing to the eye attire.

- It will be a joy to your eyes. - Lenka reassured him. - Not in the miniskirt of a girl in the frost to lace.

- Yes, in a mini skirt. - snorted Irka, once again looking at himself in the mirror. - It was necessary to say in the micro. In my childhood, ribbons for bows were wider. Everything you want to see is visible. Lenka, I will not go!

- Irka! - Lenka howled indignantly. - Well, how much can you ?! After all agreed the same!

In a word, it took another half an hour for Lenkina to drag out the festively undressed Irku to the guests, but the result surpassed all expectations. Anton almost choked with saliva.

- Such wealth and one Tymka? - He whined in the voice.

Dasha with his mother and Maxim rolled with laughter.

- Do not worry. - Dasha hugged her husband. - The girls will look at you. Holidays are long.

- Well, wait! - Anton laughed. - Ottsapaem now someone at Temka. There he eats like a girl's eyes. Give me a kiss though.

Antosha was joking, of course, but Artyom didn’t take her eyes off the girls. Even more “experienced” Lenka became embarrassed, and Irka, with unaccustomed use, was completely filled with paint. It is good that the overhead light was already turned off, and only the candles were burning. Everything is not so noticeable.

- Okay. Let's all go to the table. - dispersed mom. - We will accompany the outgoing year.

Everybody except Lenka gladly made their way to the southern wine brought by the guests. She did not make friends with alcohol. Is that a symbolic glass of champagne under the chiming clock. And then they with Irka in turn kissed the Topic sitting between them.

- Happy New Year! With new happiness!

The glasses rang, the New Year program was spinning on TV, merry chatter and laughter sounded at the table.

- It's good that you did not come alone, but with the topic. - Cracked dispersed after drinking champagne Irka. - And then we have someone counted the days before his arrival.

Lenka didn’t choke on a bit of favorite honey fruit from such a pod. The best friend is called. Zakladchitsa! Well, yes, Lena waited Temko, really waited. So what about all the need to thrash it? And most importantly, to hear the theme? Here he is conceited now. He will think that Lenka is behind him, like a tail behind a dog. I wonder only the ears are red or is it all like a tomato sitting? From the complete embarrassment Lenka was saved by Anton, who suddenly merry after the Irkin's words, saved him.

- Yeah, we would try to come without him! He would have squeezed Dasha and me with the light. And so after Lenkin's departure I went sour, like that vinegar. I did not go to the beach with us anymore and spent the whole autumn instead of discos on Skype.

Wow. And the theme, it seems, also blushes.

- Hurt us. - Artem, finding a hand for Lenin under the table, gently squeezed it. - And you really waited for me?

- True. - Staring at the tablecloth, she shrugged Lenk. What is the use of now concealing what everyone already knows?

The subject squeezed her hand again slightly.

- I receive a bachelor in half a year, and I will come to magistracy here. My grades are good. Will take.I wanted to tell you all about it and did not dare. I did not know whether you want.

Now Lenkin came in turn to squeeze Teminu's paw in his palms. To celebrate, she even forgave Irka. Nearly.

- This is not news, but New Year's gift! - She quietly whispered in the ear of the guy, and then added even quieter. - Artem, and you ... you are not offended that I invited Irka to our company. You will not then think that I don't care who you are ...?

- Of course not. - Artem touched the lips of her ear. - I understand that this is like a game. And when Ira wants to share her boyfriend with you, I will not object. And believe, not because I do not care.

- Hey, sweet couple. - Dasha unceremoniously wedged in their conversation. - Stop whispering. Are you in a company or where?

- In the company, in the company. - Lena hastily responded with Artem. - Do not be angry, we just missed.

- Do not say anything on Skype? Yesterday they just crackled.

- This is not that. - sighed Subject. “You won't take a hand on a computer.”

“As far as I can see,” Max grinned indecisively, “you are not holding her hand now.”

- But would you rest your hand just next to such snowmills? - Submissively declared, Subject and, instead of removing his hand from Lenkin’s leg, put his hand on his thigh, which flashed like poppies at once, Irka.

- Oh, still! - smiled at the guy Dasha. - So maybe you will not be greedy, and let others touch the Snow Maidens. If you arrange them, for example, on this table, you will get a good dessert. I would also lick the "sweet", and the peasants will not give up.

Lena, trying not to think about how beautifully her naked ass and other “interesting” details would appear in front of Max with the Subject, reached across the table and hugged Dasha.

- We are with you necessarily "lick each other", but today we only have Ira for dessert. She is still a girl, by the way, which means the most delicious dish.

Lena, straightening, pulled her girlfriend from the table.

- You still clean the place, and we now also prepare.

It was another idea of ​​the girls. Lenka, when she gave the idea, was afraid that Ira would not be persuaded to agree with her. But it turned out that after the skirt, which does not hide anything and depicts the vest of an open topic, you will not be much intimidated by the girlfriend. Especially since the new suit looked quite decent. Plain, though very open, bra and thong panties. Only they were made from edible multicolored sweet dragees, put on the finest rubber strings. Thus, the girl literally turned into a dessert, and the process of undressing became sweet-sweet.

True, eating a complete set is not so easy, there are almost half a kilo of sweets, but there are six of them around Irka. At least, the basic secrets will surely open slightly, and there, you see, someone will guess to cut through a thin rubber band. Panty thong, and the bra has two strips of everything, on the back and on the neck.

Irka, to Lena’s surprise, bravely kept going to the guests. Only when she was laid on the table sdreyfila. I grabbed my hand in Lenkin and did not let go. And the eyes have become more points, well, at least I did not call my mother. Lena, of course, immediately kissed her friend, tongue crawled in her mouth, and whispered in her ear that all was well. But here and without Lena, those who want to reassure have just not lined up in a queue. The first "girls" came up. Mom, like Lena to the bust, is only on the other side, and Dasha is a bastard to the most interesting one. Tongue and lips on the hips, but on candy. He kisses more than he eats, and push the tongue between the dragees of the dragees so that he sticks and strives. Rezinochki something easily moved apart, and then smoothly and everything is open, and Dasha teases her tongue there. Irka only Lenin hand squeezes, but squeaks in her ear.

Lena is also in this way hard brown papilla extracted out. Caressing him with his lips, and his mother is doing the same next to him. And Dasha below "the road to the unknown" paves. Irka already ass on the table crawls. One can even see how Dasha's lips glitter from the juice. And behind the men are already impatiently marking time. They jeans, it seems, already strongly interfere.Lene Anton is not visible, he is perched behind his back and gently strokes her bare ass. And Max and Artem are all on alert, just let them out. But this later, but for now, "candy ..."