I smiled back.

“It’s not for nothing that the talisman brought us together,” I thought, and having slightly touched her consciousness, I added favor to myself.

In less than a couple of minutes, the girl finally gained me confidence and sympathy. Unnoticed, our communication smoothly turned into an informal channel, and then proceeded in a relaxed friendly atmosphere. Suddenly I felt that her excitement, which had almost disappeared at our meeting, began to flare up again with a bright flame.

"In the still waters, the devils are found," - I smiled in my mind.

Apparently, Natalya did not give up hope of receiving true pleasure from this trip. And the fact that a stranger was near, unsuspecting of her pranks, only added fuel to the fire. Shaking her hips smoothly, she tried to snuggle her crotch against the seat tightly. Soon the excitement finally seized her mind, and it became difficult for her to maintain a coherent conversation. Her answers became monosyllabic, and her breathing was languid and deep. From the awareness that next to me a young beast, "secretly" trying to bring myself to orgasm, I, too, was excited. My penis increased in size, but since there was extremely little space in jeans, he swelled up in a crooked state, and now it was not very comfortable to go.

A car drove past, and in order not to interfere with its movement, Natasha fell a little behind, letting me go ahead. This allowed me imperceptibly to her, as if shifting a heavy burden from one hand to another, straighten my friend, who, straightening himself, immediately buried his bloated head in a tight belt. A shiver ran through her body. Taking a deep breath, and having calmed down a bit, I continued to go on. On the desert road, it was perfectly audible, as the wheels of the bicycle rustle behind us and the girl sniffles noisily, who, judging by the scarlet splashes of her consciousness, was about to finish. My sick imagination painted her pussy squashed about the seat, and a nervous shiver of excitement ran through my body again. After waiting for the apogee, I took a sharp step to the side and slowed down a bit, letting it go ahead.

- By the way! - by chance, I threw. - Do you have a bath?

- Yes-A. Bo-o-olsha-a-th! - she squeezed out, casting a hazy look on me.

A cramp went through her body. The wheel in her hands jerked, and in order not to fly away into the ditch, the girl braked sharply. Saddle even more tightly pressed into her crotch, causing a new wave of pleasure.

- O-oh! - she tilted her head forward, so that her long hair completely hid her face.

Natalia stopped, shifting the entire weight on one leg, which trembled treacherously, and almost buckled. Clutching the steering wheel, she kept her balance out of her last strength, not allowing herself to fall along with the bicycle. I saw how the last wave of orgasm ran through her body, making her pull back.

- Is everything ok? - I rushed to help, trying to hide a contented smile.

“Everything ... everything is fine,” she finally said confusedly. - Just a leg cramped.

Belatedly, she began to rub her thigh and shake her leg.

- Right? Do you need help? - I sympathetically looked into her face.

“No, it's better already ...” she would throw a strand from her flushed face, looking at me with shiny, greasy eyes, and smiled. - By the way, we have almost arrived.

Finally she pulled herself together and got off the bike. Apparently, she herself did not expect that she would cover her like that. Squinting at me, and probably wondering whether I guessed or not, she slowly rolled the bike from the side.

Having made a detached face, I took out a cigarette and lit it. Acquaintance promised to be interesting.

At the intersection we turned off the road and after a couple of minutes we stopped near a small green house with white trim. Going over the gate, Natasha took the package from me and, having said to wait on the street, disappeared at home. Soon she appeared with her parents. The pair looked about forty years old. Her father introduced himself as Nikolai, and her mother, Nadezhda Vladimirovna. Not wanting to miss such a temperamental girl, I touched their consciousness, not giving me the opportunity to answer no. Soon, having answered all the questions and negotiated the price, I acquired my new refuge. True, there was no place for me in the house, but I was glad that the old bed was in the bath. Anything not on the bench to sleep. Plus, they promised to feed me deliciously.

- Okay. We decided. - Sukhoi said Nikolai. - Nat, you show him everything, but for now we need to leave. Let's go back, we will have dinner.

“Good,” she kissed him on the cheek and disappeared into the house.

We shook hands and they left. While I was examining their site, Natalia appeared on the threshold, with a whole pile of linen.

“Let's go,” she said, and headed for the big building.

Inside, the bathhouse was a full-fledged second home. A small covered porch with a bench and a long hanger, hung with all kinds of linen. Huge dressing room, with a bed in the corner and several large cans. Under the ceiling, a rope was stretched on which brooms stood merrily. In the bath itself was a massive stove, with two fireboxes. Above one was a panel so that you could heat the water, and above the second were large stones. It was clear that the bath was built thoroughly. In the opposite corner, wide shelves were made in several tiers, a shop stood under the window, and on the other side a large table.

- Class! - I said quietly, looking at my new housing.

Natasha chuckled and began to pull off the old linen from the bed. When she bent down on her shorts, just around the crotch, I noticed a slightly dried wet spot.

“Hot thing ... Well, let's see,” I slightly touched her consciousness, giving a new round of excitement.

Quickly pastel pastel, girl cute smiled:

“Feel at home if I need something, I'll be at home,” with these words, she turned and left.

I had a few things, so throwing a backpack on a wide window sill, I brought order in myself a little. It was just nice to wash in cool water from the well and change into loose shorts and a fresh T-shirt. Having finished with this simple occupation, I stretched out on the bed.

“Good-oh,” I said quietly, when the old armor-clad bed, squeaking plaintively with stretched springs, sagged under the weight of my body.

After lying a bit, I again reached out to the girl and as it turned out on time. Her mind burned again eaten by the flame of lust.

"Oh how ..."

I honestly did not expect such an effect. It is possible that even my intervention was superfluous. A new wave of excitement pleasant warmth spread through my body.

“Well, let's take a closer look,” I quickly got out of bed and went outside.

Her parents promised to return only for dinner, so there was plenty of time, although judging by how it started up, I had to hurry. Gently opening the door, I entered the house, and although I was in it for the first time, focusing on her excited consciousness, I quickly found the room I needed.Already reaching for the door handle, I froze for a moment, and dulling her perception, gently opened the door.

The girl was lying on her bed, in a light dressing-gown, which was now fully open, exposing her young body. The first thing that caught my eye was her chest, or rather the nipple halos. I did not even imagine that this happens. The chest itself, something special was not. She was small in size, barely reaching even the second, but each of them ended in a wide dark halo, which in turn, was slightly protruding forward, ending in a large nipple bead. It turned out a small pyramid of three balls, making the side of the chest looked triangular. A small flat tummy, with a neat dimple of the navel, ended in a narrow strip of dark hair slightly not reaching to the pinkish hood of the foreskin, hiding in its delicate embrace the bead of the clitoris and smoothly turning into rather large petals of the labia minora. Small rollers of large sponges, only slightly ... Read more →