- Girls, changing of the guard. Our turn!

Artyom's strong hands lay on Lena's hips, and the girl felt herself gently pressed to her, making her feel the power of male desire, and gently pushed away from her friend. Maxim did the same with his mother, and Dasha was replaced, of course, by Artyom. Ira weakly started, feeling for the first time instead of female male affection, but did not even think to argue with the fact that her beauty was already given to men's hands and lips that wanted girlish sweetness. She only squeezed her eyes tighter and slightly bent her knees, encouraging Artem to the "forbidden fruit." The lips and tongues of the three guys bending over the girl teased her breasts and her secret becoming ever more accessible, her hands hurriedly caressed her shoulders, tummy and slender hips.

Quietly stumbled bite rezinochka, followed by another, third. Tiny little sweeties with a quiet rustle fell on the table, depriving the girl's nudity of their unreliable cover. Hardly Ira noticed this. Breathing intermittently, she squirmed on the table, seized by the previously unknown sensation of simultaneous triple caress. Her little palms were unconsciously trying to crumple the tablecloth, and her lower abdomen were getting harder to meet Artyom's kisses. Finally, Ira sobbed, pulling herself into a string, and then pressed Tema's head to herself with a force and froze like that, biting her lip. Only the hips of the girl were small and often startled.

Lena, who looked like men caressing her friend, when she saw Irkin “explosion”, was surprised to understand that she herself was close to “seeing the stars”. The lower abdomen made itself felt familiar sweetness, and between the legs was noticeably wet. Now don't even turn your back on the men, otherwise you will lean slightly and shine before their eyes. Involuntarily, Lenka, as if seeking protection, moved closer to Dasha. That, having smiled, has embraced the young Snow Maiden and has touched her cheeks with the lips of Irkina with the “beauty” of lips with moisture.

- Thanks for the dessert! But do not forget, I want to try your taste.

- Of course! - Feeling that another sweet lump is born and rolls from Dasha's words to the lower abdomen, Lena responded with an intermittent whisper. - I want you too. We have time for the holidays.

- Yes, of course! - nodded Dasha. - Here are the boys a little full and immediately.

Lenka mischievously winked at her.

- Then we go with Ira first to saturate.

- Lenchik! - Anton, who was spinning alongside, caught the girl by the hand and, looking into his eyes, made a pleading and pleading pug. - Lenchik, take me today with you, huh? Well, anyway, Temka you two will be many.

- I, I do not know. - Confusedly stretched Lenka, carefully glancing at Dasha. “As your wife says.”

- Take it. - Dasha laughed and kissed Lena again. “Max and we have enough today.” Anyway, after the New Year's table, they were burned. So tomorrow, Toshka, we will just have to be the way, and you and your girlfriend will have a lot left.

- Agreed! - Lenka nodded right away, realizing that tomorrow Irka, for obvious reasons, is not a competitor and will get most of the man’s attention anyway.

While the girls were sharing the guys, Artyom helped Ira stand up and now carefully removed from her the remnants of edible underwear, touching her lips with her mother’s shoulders and sharp brown nipples in the candlelight with her lips. The girl, breathing agitatedly, slightly trembled at these gentle touches. Noticing that Lena was looking at them, Artyom slightly showed with his eyes toward her room. Come on? Lenka nodded and turned to Anton.

- We move, once you are released.

The younger company under the giggles and parting words of the older half moved into their apartments. Ahead of the "train" Lenka moved, and after it the wagons "rolled" Artyom with Ira and, a little back, who seized glasses and champagne, Anton.

- A roomy you, Lenchik, a sofa. - Enough he said, barely looking around the room. - There is enough space for everyone.

- Yeah! - Proudly responded Lenka. - Walk, I do not want. Mom, however, swears that he opened almost half the room takes. But for such a case is just right. I beg!

- Climb me now. - Anton occupied a low coffee table, pouring champagne. - Lenchik, will you support the company? For close acquaintance.

- For the sake of such a thing, you can have a glass. - Lena purred, throwing off her symbolic vest and settling down with Irka in the dark arms. - Only if you offer to brotherhood, bear in mind, we are already kissing here.

- Not really. - Sly smiled Anton. - Although kisses are also assumed.

With a wink at the rest, he clinked glasses with the girl, then took a sip from his glass and leaned toward the sharp little turrets of her chest. The next second, Lenkin's nipple felt the exciting-teasing charm of a champagne bath.

- Oh th!

Toshka, turning slightly, gave his care to another nipple, turning it into a solid, pointed button.

Nearby, Irka quietly gasped, which Artem made the same “bathing”.

- Well, how? - Anton quietly whispered, bowing to Lenin's ear.

Lenka, exhaling deeply, opened her eyes and hugged him.

- Great! Really, Ira?

- True! How do you thank for it?

- Well ... - Dodgy looked up to the ceiling Subject.

- ABOUT! - I didn’t keep emotions, having guessed that they are offered to kiss, Irka.

However, she was clearly not going to retreat. Kneeling off near Temka, the girl gently undid the top button on the shirt, then more confidently one more, gradually going down to the jeans. Lenka could only follow her example.

- Lazy people. - she jokingly grumbled to Anton in front of her. - Undress you still. In fact, the opposite should be.

- A lot of you take off. - he laughed. - Micro skirt is yours, that is, that is not, and on Ira there are only glasses.

- I can take them off. - She immediately replied.

- Do not. - Stopped her Subject. “You look so unusual and interesting in them and without clothes.”

Lenka felt a small but painful injection of jealousy. Just think! Looks like a friend, you see, unusual. I, too, found an alien! However, Lena did not even think seriously. She has nothing more to do. Much more interesting, for example, to strip Antoshka. And be sure to see how Irka cope with the topic. Still, she does it for the first time. Lenka herself hadn’t undressed men before, but she could even see them naked, and her novelty was nothing new.

Ira, meanwhile, coped with the buttons of his shirt and, pulling it from the boy's shoulders, proceeded to jeans, in a certain place of which Temin clearly distinguished her interest. This Irka alive yet, of course, not seen. Talking about the bulge, she cautiously, as if afraid to touch her, unbuttoned a button on her belt and quietly squeezed lightning, partially opening up the “prisoner” to freedom. Covered with just a thin stretched fabric of underpants, the guy’s trunk was practically in her hands. Uncertainly, the girl touched the toy, which was still hidden from her, and felt how she flinched in her palm. Last step. Irka hesitatedly looked back at Lena.

- Brave! - She cheered. - Do it, girlfriend.

Ira paused for a second, gathering her courage, and, finally, pulling the gum of her underpants off, she saw the very lively and real thing that she had met only in films and her own obscure fantasies to this day.

- Big what. She whispered softly. - Nice. And the grease glitters. In the video, it's not so interesting looking.

- And there you will not touch. - Smiled Subject. - And here you can play for fun.

- I want to.

Ira pulled jeans with shorts down, finally ridding the guy from clothes.Next to her crawled off the couch, pulling Antoshka pants, Lenka. Once on the floor with trophies in their hands, the girls looked at each other ... Read more →