Anton did not even falter from her blow.

- I know you want me! - he simply said, squeezing her hand, which had just hit him, and suddenly abruptly turned her back, pushing Nana to the table in front of the mirror.

She did not have time to come to her senses, as she was already sitting on this table, feeling between her divorced legs the hard and ardent desire of Anton. His mouth covered her lips, not allowing to scream and call for help. Yes, and she somehow drastically lost her ability to do it — this is what the girl initially saw in his eyes: tenderness and rudeness in one bottle. What made her want him terribly on stage!

His hands wandered down her back, climbed under the short hem of the concert skirt. Realizing that the way to the desired body he was blocked by tights, he somehow roared, once again lowered the girl on the floor, abruptly unfolded and laid her breast on the table, dispersed all the bottles and bubbles. Hands cleverly picked up the pantyhose with panties and pulled down, holding down her legs just below the knees. Once again, Nana was ready to rebel that he was so harsh and rude, but suddenly she felt his lips on her priest — and stopped. The fingers gently stroked the inner surface of the thighs, spilling sweet and languid body through the lips, covering the skin from the sacrum to the dimples under the knees. The girl involuntarily arched her ass, putting her under the caress.

The young man stood up, covered the elastic buttocks with both hands and squeezed, hard, to the pain, tearing out a slight cry. The girl lay obediently on the table, wanting to quickly feel his power and authority in herself. But for some reason he was not in a hurry to master it. Nana heard the rustle of his pants and the characteristic sounds of a smartphone, and suddenly she was frightened that he decided to take a picture of her in that form! But Anton only turned on the music and threw the phone on the table next to Nana, prostrate on it. From the speaker, the familiar music of the song “Guilty” poured in, and Nana couldn't help but smile.

- I want you to ... dance ... just for this song! - his voice slightly wheezed with excitement. - As you asked in the song ... - he grinned, gently stroking his big palms her back from neck to ass. And suddenly he entered it sharply, knocking out a loud cry. And further.

There was a knock at the door.

- Are you OK?! - voice security was wary.

- Yes! Shouted Nana, pierced by an arrow of a hot fan. Anton only grinned, bursting more and more into the supple body of his coveted idol.

The girl was moaning and podmahivala ass, nagryvayas again and again on the drilling of her penis. The young man suddenly slightly crushed her with himself, having entered her body all the way, carefully removed the black strands from her face, stroked her cheek and lips with his thumb. He pressed a little - she willingly let her finger into her mouth and sucked. Anton gasped with pleasure, his other hand greedily squeezing her chest. He again penetrated into it deeply, with a span, squeezing her fragile body into the table, knocking ringing moans.

Excited to the limit even on stage with Anton’s views alone, now, in his hands, she simply lost control of herself, went mad with his power over her, her body, on which he played, as if on a sensitive instrument.

Nana sucks his finger with delight and feels complete submission. She - the cherished idol of millions of fans - is completely subject to the will of a stranger and enjoys it. More and more invasion, deep, passionate - and the girl huddled under a man. If he had not squeezed her mouth with his hand, now these ambala security would have been bursting at the door long ago, having heard her scream.

She regained consciousness, feeling again the gentle touches of his hot palms to her back. Wanting to please this unknown man who had fallen from nowhere, the girl slipped from the table to her knees and froze, involuntarily admiring the menacing mast swaying in front of her face.She took her at the base and kissed her head, licked her lips and raised her playful slanted eyes. The man looked at her admiringly. It podzadorivalo. Nana's lips covered his formidable weapon and crawled. Down-up ... Crazy nice swing.

Anton saw such a picture before only in dreams: his idol in front of him on his knees ... Insanely beautiful oriental eyes look playfully, with lust. Sponges and tongue playing with his flesh. And all this is happening to him! One had only to understand the call of her wonderful eyes and rely on instincts ... This cannot be endured for a long time - it drives me crazy, blows up the brain! And not only the brain ...

And the most desired picture is Nana's pretty face flooded with his seed, his passion for her. She licked her lips and smiled.

“That's how I came to ask for a kiss ...” she laughed contentedly. - I have not given such autograph yet!

Anton sat down next to her, straightening his barely wrinkled clothes, and kissed her lips.

- Thank. You are divine. I will go to your concerts more often, - he winked at her.

“I'll be waiting,” she smiled. And she added with a sly squint: - Your roses, of course ...

“Of course,” the young man grinned with cheerful sparkles in his eyes, got up and left her dressing room.