- How many men I had, but your dick, not dick. HUISCHE! Right in big letters. I will tell the whole team about your size. Recommend to the readers?

- Let me first deal with the women ... probably before the fucking women fucking in the brigade?

- There are no fucking women, remember the guy. I am already satisfied. Go to Lyuska.

She lay down on her stomach and boobs on the table, strongly spread her half legs, inviting to fuck her in a point. Dick was still in the grease, easily entered. Apparently this bitch only in the ass and gave. Lech hammered thighs on the buttocks, and the first conductor went, to report the unusual Öbar to the others. The train stopped again. Aigul appeared on the platform. She ran, looked for Klava and him, Lёhu. Seeing him in the window, shook her finger and went into the car. Lech went out into the corridor. Aigul was moving backwards along the aisle. Hem thrown on his back, naked ass was advancing on the guy's hell. And the guy went to the sight of the anus. Having touched, they stopped. Aigul turned her face to him. It turns out to be a mom. She slapped him in the face. Once, another, third.

- Leshenka! Sweet! What's the matter? Look at me ... Fuf! How you scared me! We must be careful.

The guy looked at his girlfriend, at fellow travelers. I realized that he had all dreamed.

***

Movement to Aktyubinsk decided not to force. We drove just under a hundred came, often stopped to rest. Aigul fed with blanks of Lena and Nina Yura. She herself ate sedately slowly. In the evening we stopped at the motel, rented a room. We dined with the remnants of supplies. Bathed in the shower stall.

- At last we are alone, my love. I waited for this moment since the first night. So that no one bothers me to say how I love you, to listen to your words of tenderness. I hope you forgive my stickiness. This is only before the birth of the baby. Then he will be the first. You will have Alice, I am sure that she is a very good girl, you will love her.

- And if I take you as a wife?

- Not! Not! In no case! Marriage is a commitment, especially to a wife. I will demand loyalty. Yes ... Yes - I'm jealous. Scandals will not arrange. I will wither away from bad thoughts. And most importantly - do not forget about the difference in age. One day you will see how fast the wrinkles appear on my face, the loose skin will not suit you either. Young girls in bunches will hang on you. Marry Alice. If you come to Rybachy, if you want my caress, I won't refuse. I will always wait for you, my dear boy.

- My wise mother, I love you so much. I am powerless to stop your aging, but with a bunch of wrinkles on your face, I will crave your body. How are you going to ...

“Whatever you want, I am your servant.” Only ...! I am ashamed to say it ... not in ... another hole ... I hate ... Some kind of bad disease in modern men, to ask for it.

- God be with you, my dear. You are for me the standard of the woman. Depraved intercourse with you taboo. Hope, body kisses are not considered debauchery?

- Not. And I will now prove it ... Oh, confused in the floor of the robe. But he ..., as always came out to meet a mistress, standing proudly ... Now I’ll throw off my robe, it will interfere ... Well, hello my darling ..., not a witch here ...? Yurka! Shameless! I myself ... do not interfere ... Oh, ticklish ... There is not ticklish, nice ...

- I want to enter you. Rub your pubis on your tea. I like your kisses, they are similar to my mother's ... Yes, you are my mommy ... Apparently, I have not yet erased the desire to possess her body ... Yes! All the boys want to plunge into the bosom of Mom ... Come on, Mommy show how you can love my son!

- My dear, Yurochka, my son ..., fuck me, your mummy, yes ..., yes ..., that's what hero I fed with my breasts ... Well, suck, suck ... Penis just became more ... Ah !!! Oh, Allah, how nice to feed you ..., Yurochka. Ay! Ay-yay-ah ... Oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh !!!

- Come on, let's go ...? Well, right, our selection is rich in vitamins, let them be absorbed.

- At night, pipi will go - I will wash up. And you go. I want to pray in the morning for his endurance. Good night, sweetheart, good night, my son.

***

At night, the woman as promised, undermined, once again admired her happiness. In the light of street lamps, Yura looked like an adult man - the shadows outlined strong muscles of the chest, shoulders, and abdominal press. A separate grandeur looked at is now in a relaxed state penis. Aigul admired to his excitement. Two feelings began to fight in her - the desire to once again feel the hardness with greatness and pity in front of the sleeping youth peacefully. While she was thinking, she fell asleep herself.

In the morning, when she saw the morning riser of Jura, lay on top of him, rubbing her crotch about hardness, she aroused herself, woke her lover. When moving to the thighs of the Jura, pressed closer to the stomach - a member jumped like a fish in the hole.

- Good morning ... sweetheart ...! Right, I ... woke you up ...?

- You promised to pray ...

- I was afraid ..., ah ..., rupture ... The uterus ... is already closed, and ... it is knocking ... into it! Oh, quiet ... Now ... Oh, Allah! Well, come on, stop ...

- Get down. Yes, I will be on top ... I quickly ... One-two-three ... Fufh ... Let's stop here for a day?

- Not. Nobody can hurt us at home. Here, I still hold back, the walls are probably thin.

***

The sheath has already faded, only in places the silvery threads of grass are visible. It was decided today to get to Martuk, the town where Aigul lived and worked. Immediately go to rest, and business matters, fees leave for tomorrow.

Yura and Aigul were really tired, showered and fell asleep. Aigul slept well in her usual place. Yura freed his hand from under the head of his beloved. I went on the need. Though not often, but he had already shaved. He ran the back of his hand over his cheeks - the bristles were pricking. Shaved. Returned to the woman. Black hair on a white pillowcase, scattered in a fantastic whirlwind. Breathing is barely audible - slow inhale, calm, exhale. The jugular vein around the neck flares up with a pulse. The nipple of the left breast opened from under the shoulder of a silk shirt.

The dark brown areola is wrinkled with the nipple. The heat from the mouth of Jura warms him. Weasel tongue, aligns pigment spot, nipple. The tongue walks around the hill, feels filled with blood. A wreath on the neck flashes more often. On the surface of the areola, sebaceous secretions appeared. Continuing to caress the nipple, the young man put his hand under the fold of the woman's knee, pulled him aside. Foot obediently opened the lumen to the heart. The same operation with the other leg. The frequency of the pulsations of the wreaths on the neck has slightly increased. The nipple hardened, became elastic, returned to its original position from touching the tongue.

Yura carefully moved to the crotch of a woman. Lightly lay between the hips, slightly spread their shoulders. The first kiss in the spike lips. Then on the sides, on the border of the pubis and hips. The kisses went down lower, the breath of the woman quickened. There was a noticeable thickening of the vulva from arousal — at first, the rollers were not so full, they were filled with blood from kisses, they acquired additional volume.

From the crotch smelled of the night sweat, a woman. The slit opened with a soft sound. Small lips, too, poured, reddened. Trembling from touching tongue, emit moisture. One drop. Yura licked it, rubbing his tongue over the palate, enjoyed the salty taste. Two more drops went to the tasting.The nose rested on a pea, tongue licked mucus.

- Oh, darling ... what a pleasant ... wake ... Good ... morning ..., my sweetie ... That's what I dreamed about ..., wake up ... from your ... caresses ... Ah ... Ah-ah ... Ah-ah-ah! Remaining ... but ... hang ..., umo ... I love ... Fuf ..., how good is bliss after orgasm. Come into me ..., love, well come into me, I want ... Yes, this ... Native penis. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh away away! Oh, oh-oh ... Oh, farted, sorry. Ah-ah-ah-ah ..., do not stop ... pour in ..., more often ..., more often ... oh, Allah ... what ... is this ...? Yyyyh ...

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